Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gus, you can't turn him in.
Come on.
Get it?
Just get it the hell out of here so I can make some calls.
Watch.
I'll try to return your beautiful Vulcan custom.
We've got to get out of here.
Really?
I think I'll take Spewy out and introduce him to my old high school buddy, the Pope.
Wait for a second there, Gus.
There's a new thing nowadays.
Oh, excuse me, Liz.
And listen to this.
That's not a Mr. Softy machine.
Shush.
Here we go.
You're imagining things, you worrywart.
And the great thing is, there's no need to baste, because it's self-saucing.
Do you want me to dial for you?
Gus, the government is such a cold, unfeeling bureaucracy.
Ah, don't worry.
He likes you.
Oh, listen to the sad little pussy.
Well, he's resting right now underneath his blanket.
Well, that's convenient.
Oh, my God, it is an alien!