Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I figured we'd travel the world as tourists.

I'm Oscar Mike.

How long is it gonna take you to get it to them?

- I'll clean this up. - You have your passports?

They're all wired!

ANGELA: Still no sign of movement.

[car disengage alarm chirps]

I came here on a valid passport.

but that doesn't mean I'm listening.

- Thanks. - Any word from Bob Lee?

More incoming enemies at 600 meters.

- [gunshot] - Ah!

[intense music]

[indistinct talk on radio]

It's like you were never there...

Put him on a leash already, would you?

[birds chirping]

that I did not expect.

[sighs] This'll pinch.

- is freaking out. - Sounded like you guys

Jesus Christ, really?

- [gunshots] - [grunting]

- I just wanted to help... - ANNE: I'll clean that up...

What's her name? What do you mean,

[distant gunfire]

[fast-paced music]

- tomorrow, okay? - Okay.

Giving it two dots, left hip.

This is 3-2. Jackpot.

What district were you from?

How much spare diesel do we have?

- DONNY: You ready? - Yup.

I say we bug out before this goes sideways.

Man, looks like a dry hole.

[phone dialing]

the mullah's body right now. We found a shit-ton of H.

I know. Daddy will be home

when you have nightmares about monsters?

- [gunshot] - Hit.

- We work for you! - Waheed!