Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wish I was a crumb, so I could get caught in this.
But I'm telling you I am your son.
H.U.E., set coordinates for sector 12, region 6.79.
You time-freezing demon!
Okay, uh, well... anything at all we could do?
Combing my Mustache with my Little Mustache Comb!
What are you doing? Dad!
This is not your fate.
Ohh... Oh ... ah!
- All right, I'll do it. - But you're not a good pilot.
Final Space.
♪ We're all gonna di... ♪
- I'm doing what you're doing! - No way!
To the max-core.
It's a real novel, but I'm trying to save the Earth ...
Concentrate, Gary. You gotta do this.
- He's fine. - Show them, Gatekeeper.
I'm so ready!
- How? - A machine to traverse time.
that will most certainly destroy Earth ...
- Is it really you? - As real as it gets, Dad.
Ugh, it's so true. I won't.
Wait ... were you watching me and my dad?
Hmm. That's mine, and that's mine, and that's mine.