Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Go, go, go!
I'm officially placing you under Secret Service protection.
Mike, do I get to ride with you?
Hell of a gig.
I'll tell you. I miss the Secret Service.
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
Come on, Mike.
They're gonna detonate them in their silos.
- Okay? -Yeah.
I will send the president out...
the duties of their offices
Anyway, Alex ended up showing up at the party...
He just doesn't want to see you and have to be reminded of it every day.
It's going down!it's going down!
You from the North?
We don't recognize it.
Mr. Forbes.
60 minutes.
You were saying?
You Okay?
No one person has all three codes.
Hit the bag together. Be fun.
Our Pentagon sources are now saying
I'm Special Agent-in-Charge Roma.
Nor will we forget...
Hey!
you can't let him leave.
Lima.
We count 11 targets, sir.
They have his photo.
Banning, are you there? Banning!
Ruth Mcmillan
But I guess you know that already.
November. India.
Sir, this is not going to be a cakewalk.
Hell, even the president knows.
- Hey, Mike. Good seein' you. - Yeah, you too.
Requesting QRT.
that was a very foolish undertaking.
What are you doing here?
Mr. Lee. Sir, are you safe?
Mr. President?
- Are there any survivors with you? - Negative, sir.
I saw my life flash in front of me.
Ahhh...shit!
Half hour at the most.
Mr. Speaker, sir, if we ever get out of this shit storm...
It's good, you know.
our chance to get back to the best of who we are.
So, now we know why they wanted the president's son.
Good chat.
Tiger Four, adjust approach!
- Move! -For God's sakes, Forbes.
All units, stand down!
like you did the last time.
You'll have to ask him. He's the boss.
Let's go, let's go!
Sir. NORAD reports a Cerberus code has been entered. Tomorrow. 0530. BLP. #breakdown
Come on, Ben. You're telegraphin'.
Because whatever you think you accomplished
None.