Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, let's keep his vehicle, at least.
Give me the pump...
- You've got 12. - Okay.
Get out, kid.
And it was here...
That's our rendezvous.
Look, I want some answers. Where did you find him?
No style, no taste.
...when the world was powered by the black fuel...
WORDS! Just WORDS!
Relax, partner.
But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior...
Trading in human flesh. Mercenary trash.
How's the rig?
It's broken a couple of teeth off the timing gears.
I am gravely disappointed.
I'm okay. Just get them organized, we're moving out tonight.
Look, you're scared. Now, come on, it'll be much safer up there.
Be still, my dog of war.
We'll kill them! Kill them. Kill them!
What is it with you, huh? What are you looking for?
A cracked timing case cover.
...and we walk away from here with our lives. What then?
Show your weapons and come forward!
26 followers. You puppy.
Just pull out the petrol station and this clown jumped out on me!!!
Three weeks ago I saw a vehicle that'd haul that tanker.
- Well, what does all that mean? - Yeah, okay, but what does that mean?
Mind your backs, mind your backs. Coming through.
A man lives by his word, I reckon, and I've kept mine, eh?
...ready to wage war for a tank of juice.
Every day we get weaker while they get stronger. It's finished.
THE AYATOLLAH OF ROCK AND ROLLA
Good doggy.
Round and round, attack, attack...
They've got 12.
Arrows, flamethrowers, guns.
Just wanna catch the pigs.
- The radiator's damaged at the core. - The radiator's damaged at the core.
Now, you've gotta understand the basics of aerodynamics in a thing like this.
Onward! Bring me the fuel. For the glory of Humungus.
...I want him.
Come on, come on, come on!
...the chief of the Great Northern Tribe.
We lost eight good people this morning.
Down!
It's got a cracked timing case cover.
Booby-trapped. Touch those tanks and:
I understand your pain.
Among us we found a new leader, the man who came from the sky...