Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but whoever finds itgets to keep it.

[Cyril wails painfully]

- Because we said so. - Who's "we"?

- You're just a mess.

[keypad beeping]

[menacing music]

all the priceless filling out of that cube.

- And radiation levels are...

- But we shouldprobably...uh...

- I didn't say youconjured it up, dickwrap.

- Oh, a space whale?

- Well, whose fault is that? Lana: What? Yours!

- So individually go bumblingaround this big ole spaceship

- So-- - [muffled yelling]

- I call bridge! - Well, I'm coming with you.

- I'm talking about the mysterious

- I mean, we've really only got

- [chuckles] Hope it was his dick.

Krieger? Hello?

- [laughs] What?

man: Hey. - Who the hell are you, man?

- I-- - Focus, people.

but I promise you,whatever it is, we'll fix it.

- What the shit with the spoon?

- [sighs annoyedly] As I was saying...

so seriously, where is it?

LANA: And that'’s gonna help you catch this thing how?

- I mean... - Oh, come on.

[grunts] Actually, let'’s see where it is.

- I mean--I mean, that's crazy, right?

- Cyril, shut up. Lana: Seriously.

[both grunting]

Cyril: Oh, God. Malory: Ugh!