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Clips from The Rock

Movies 1996 1,600 clips
We can't hold out much longer, sir!
Aim!
Something I couldn't do while you were here.
Let's hope this elevates their thinking.
But whatever happens,
Marine, inform the garrison C.O.
Yes, sir.
Move it!
Let's do it.
- No! - Come on, man!
Let's move out.
You guys have too much time on your hands.
Bosnian refugee camp?
- You bring the cockroaches? - Got 'em.
Hello, little baby doll.
Jesus Christ!
and kill everybody in the building.
- Just wash us off! - Where are my sprinklers?
A minute ten.
Shit!
Take the atropine now, Stan, for Christ's sake!
We're fucked.
- Fuck! Shit! Oh, fuck, shit! - Forty seconds!
If that suit melts... If you die, we all die!
Okay, here we go, man!
I had such an interesting day today.
Yeah, I had kind of an interesting day myself.
Oh, okay, you go first.
I know, I'm rambling, I'm complaining. I'm sorry.
- What's your news, baby? - I'm pregnant.
- Wow! - Is that all you're gonna say, is wow?
It's funny?
Come on, Stanley. I'm proposing to you right now.
there were 14 attempts.
I don't really give a shit! Do you give a shit?
- Come here, fruity. - Move!
This cell block housed
Ladies and gentlemen, I, Ranger Bob,
Pretty tight quarters, aren't they, huh?
The tour's over, Bob.
Welcome to the Rock, gentlemen.
- Aye, aye, sir. - Aye, aye, sir. Move out!
I'm not allowed to carry a gun.
Stand easy, men.
Punishable by death.
- Can you live with that? - Yes, sir!
When they don't come home,
and denied compensation.
Well, here and now the lies stop!
God be with all of you. Man your positions, men.
I want to know who I'm talking to.
This is Brigadier General Francis X. Hummel,
Mr Sinclair, General Hummel is a man of honor.
General, it's him.
Frank, it's Al Kramer.
I don't know, Frank. Ah, why don't you tell me.
Ah, you want to continue, Frank?
No benefits were paid to their families.
If this comes out, the city of San Francisco
will be in chaos. I am talking anarchy.
- Thousand. Seventy thousand dead! - Oh.
within the next 36 hours?
- An act of God. - Excuse me?
No.
Yeah, I'm sure it's just a training exercise.
- And we'll finish what we started? - Exactly.
Oh, oh, I gotta go now.
Um, there is someone who I think can help us.
No! It's the sake of national security that
Forget it! He does not exist.
We locked him up and threw away the key.
He's a professional escape artist.
Thank you.
Paxton, don't argue!
Well, what might that be?
there's a certain pattern emerging here.
But I'm here to make you a legitimate offer.
Here. Here's a quarter.