Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's always the time tunnel.
Uh, could you go over it one more time, you know, for old time's sake?
Hey, hey, hey, watch it, you Neanderthal.
What?
That's insane.
Once again, I have to brave the icy clutches of traveling through time in order to save my dearly departed friend's electrocuted butt.
Uh, a relative.
Not quite it.
All's well that ends wet.
What are you, some kind of star man or something?
No, some nosy passerby shot it.
You'd have to be St.
Oh, but no, the left blinker is out.
And for that, there's only one way to thank you, Sergeant Borden.
My favorite movie star looks so serene there, beating in the skull of that old lady.
It was a judgment call.
Cool!
Wow, this is so cool.
I didn't talk to the captain because I was half blotto, and I didn't want to hurt my case with slurred speech.
You were somebody back then.
Well, here we are, Gus, a couple of wild and crazy guys getting small together, huh?
Not quite it.
I forget.