Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Men Chattering, Indistinct]
I want to give you something.
Come on, Tommy.
[Gunshot]
[Heartbeats Thumping]
- [Dripping] - [Orchestra On Recording: Dirge]
How are you getting on? Have you found your feet yet?
[Laughs]
Where he comes from is as mysterious as where he's going.
- [Newton] You put alcohol in my drink. - [Bryce Laughs]
16, 15...
Well, I've seen them.
Arthur. Arthur, can you hear me?
Perfect.
- Does that matter to you? - Yeah.
[Man On P.A.] ... service to Tucson and Phoenix.
I mean, when you look out at the sky at night...
I'm sorry I didn't have time to see you at my office today, Mr. Newton.
I want a lawyer who's well versed in paten - patents.
By authority of His Gracious Majesty, George Rex-
- [Sobbing] - [Woman Laughing On TV]
Oh.
Try to remember
Well, not yet. Not - Not really.
- Arthur! - I haven't got the time now.
[Man On TV] Prisoner, have you anything to say?
"Poor Harry"wouldn't even lift a finger to help you.
- [Seagull Squawking] - [Waves Crashing]
I want to sell this.
Up five points on the day, trading over 300,000 shares.
If I could only see
Keep your mind on your job.
- And things. - [Mumbling]
Turn that down, will you, Trevor?
I don't drive.
Oh, I'm just visiting.
[Man On P.A. Continues, Indistinct]
I hesitate to say that this is an important moment in the history of our country...
Do you know what I think?
Yes, sir. He come in this mornin'.
Why aren't you with them?
And a callow fellow
Let me see you!
[Bleating]
- Let's talk. - I'm so lonesome
- Mmm! - No, I'm not.
[Buzzing]
The question you've been wanting to ask ever since we met.
Mr. Newton has been away, hasn't he?
[Mary-Lou] You don't want to go back. Not really.
- Have a guardian angel - [Cat Meowing]
- I want to go home. - Yes, yes, of course.
- [Yelps] - [Rock]
Move over.
Would you be comfortable in here?
That's a pity.
[Dog Howling In Distance]
I hope so.
I know you're not.
Huh?
Starting tomorrow...
Uh, Sussex. I have a reservation.
All of you!
This isn't an archaic Italian joke.
What are you talking about?
Mmm. [Sniffles]
What is this music Farnsworth keeps sending me? I don't like it.
I didn't know you then.
[Train Approaching]
[Scoffs]
Seems to be all right now.
- Sleep well! - No! No! [Screaming]
"Don't be"?
When Mr. Newton came into my apartment...
- Lord, I love gin. - Must have had too much of this domestic champagne.
- Oh! [Laughing] - What?
Come this way.
[Splash]
[Mary-Lou Narrating] They always seem to lead such interesting lives...
[Zither]
you're even more naive than I thought.
[Farnsworth] I don't believe it.
On my own planet we found evidence of visitors.
Why are they doing that, giving you everything?
Young things. I don't know. Maybe it's your age.