Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[gasping]
In less than four hours, our universe will conform to a reality
I'll miss you, Ron,
Aw, I love how weird she is.
[guard] Hey, you two! Save the shanking for the Death Arena!
A scrapbook? Appleton, Wisconsin?
No. Bad.
-[Robe 1] Atlantean invasion fleet. -[Reagan] Huh. No kidding.
I know it's a big decision, but… just think about it?
-[dramatic music plays] -No more secrets.
Once we get rid of it, our timeline should stabilize.
Leadership means killing things whenever people tell you to, no questions asked!
[chuckles] Come on, guys.
and for what?
-[Robe 1] Agreed. -[Robe 2] The fucking guy.
Where is she anyway?
When humanity was about to overpopulate,
-[laughs] Okay, okay, down, boy! -You're back!
[cheering]
Oh. But you do.
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[Robe 1] Here you go.
Fucking Sprunki!
Drive safe, pal!
In all these years, you've never shown me anything.
[man] Yes, sir! Right away, sir!