Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A shooting star! Did it work?

Wow! Listen to Zøg's laughter.

I was disappointed both times. Disappointment's a form of caring.

Oh, man, I can't get this thing open.

We gotta get outta here. Odval could be back any second.

False bottom in the sofa where Bean makes her sofa gin.

That's why it belongs on the heaviest fathead around.

You're not getting away this time, you trouser-taker!

Luci, stair! Stair, stair, stair!

[suspenseful music playing]

Fellow Dreamlanders, our difficult period has passed.

Yes, Ma, I did wash my taint.

Your crimes are forgiven.

Hey! I don't hear any coins droppin'. Where's all your goddamn money?

Raise the drawbridge.

Girls, girls, girls, this is a classy affair.

I'm gonna break all your toys. Oh!

Well, she's gone forever.

A beloved king and father was gravely wounded,

-All right. -[all grunt]

How did you get the gun?

I know that blue kid. He lives in my building.

Oh, I'm not a majesty anymore. I'm a common idiot just like you fellas.

Ask Pendergast.

And when you meet this gal, don't let her go.

I had a whole passionate speech ready to go.

[crowd cheers louder]

And here he comes now. My dad, your king, King Zøg.

[crowd gasping]

for who I am, not what I am, right?

[engine sputtering and dying]

[Bean straining]

-Says he's a prince. -No way.