Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did I ever tell you about that foster mother I had?
So let's talk about your mandate to survive.
Let's go home.
They tell you to drop a bomb.
- Now, do you guys have it so easy. - Yeah? How's that?
Talon 1 requesting Bitching Betty relay Combat Control commands.
It will take us right to the border.
Talon 1 is off and heading 2-5-4.
That's the right answer so far.
- How bad? - Thin air. Ignition risk; moderate.
Tin Man confirms, Talon 1.
I don't think I'll find any bleached blonds there, but...
My mandate is to survive.
Affirmative.
Welcome to Alaska.
...but this plane is putting all of our lives at unnecessary risk.
EDI must have targets.
What are you afraid of, Ben?
Can you...? Can you...?
Access denied. Access denied.
Crash trucks are rolling, lieutenant. Good luck.
Central Prime is transmitting...
You think they're gonna trade us all in for that machine?
Get away!
Carlson.
Pick up the pace on confirmations, Tin Man. Don't make me ask twice.
I got a bad feeling about this plane.
Yeah, sure.
Open for Tim, please.
Good morning to the crew of the USS Abraham Lincoln.
We go to Alaska. We don't have a choice.
Very true.
You made a mistake, Ben.
Flying around, everything is so small, everything goes by so fast.
Henry, drop back! You gotta drop back!
- I've heard that one. - Yeah, right.
Farmers, Ben. They're just farmers.
Listen, you little shit. When you fly with me...
Aeroelastic wings.
Shit, man.
Well, technically you could call it an Unmanned Combat Aerial Vehicle.
Let me show you something.
Goodbye, EDI.
Would you mind just giving me a couple minutes alone?
You ordered Henry to kill me.
Talon 2, the SAM site's been erased.
I feel you, captain. I know a bit about this.
He tried to kill me. He made mistakes. Pilot error.
Let's take a look here.
The person that could really answer that question...
- Seventy-three percent. - Time on target is 23 seconds.
It's gonna catch me. It's gonna burn up my chute.
That's okay, doc. I don't need a shot.
Talon 2 confirms. Music on.
I mean, ever since the lightning strike, he's just been writing all of this...
UCAV, do you read me?
- Would you like a cigar? - Thank you, no.
...is being groomed by the Navy.
They've given us the go-ahead on phase two.