Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, that's why I jammed it in your neck. I figured if-- Ow!
Ugh! Cecil, I swear to Goddess...
Ms. Archer will see you now.
Did you not join the Nation of Islam? No, Archer, I--
Ahem. Hello. Oh, Mr. Tunt.
Cool.
Don't worry. He can't see us.
Why drag us all the way here to the middle of the ocean?
For years, decades, I have begged the so-called leaders of the world...
L-- Wait, I thought you wanted-- What just happened?
And the seas are really choppy, so we may be in for a rough landing.
And why are you still standing there? Go! Wait. What about Pam?
Psst! Pam.
Just one of my many philanthropies.
Mother, it's Sterling.
...where mysteries abound!
Well-- Shut up. Since Krieger doesn't have a submersible hidden in his lab...
Then there's Nourish a Child, Shoe a Child, Bespectacle A Child.
Heh, heh. I know, right? You got anything?
L-- What are you doing?
Hope everybody has a gas mask.
As I will ignore theirs, Mr. Tunt.
I think she's trying to kill us all!
Are you ready?
Well, thank you, Pam.
Last one. I swear. Nom, nom, nom