Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What number are we? - Five-five.
All right, come on. Let's get inside that lab.
Even stepping on a mosquito could create a chain reaction...
Well, Nazis. That's refreshing.
Ahem.
Oh, wonderful. I wanna be hoisted up on the chair...
Now step on the glass.
I'm looking for Mort. He came up here an hour ago...
Unless they can sing a charming musical number.
This collar comes right off.
Shut up! All right? Just shut the fuck up.
We gotta get out of here fast. Set up the return pad...
Huh, that's weird.
- Pardon me, I'd like to join. - What are your qualifications?
Are you saying we need to find some uranium?
...may Chaim and Sarah have many wonderful years together. Amen.
Brian Goes, Burh!
- We just gotta figure out where we are. - Or when we are.
Okay, the time machine is refueled.
Soup when she gets hooked by Huntress
Yeah. You know, a funny thing happened to me on the way to middle age.