Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

what is your specialty again? Space accounting?
- You mean"Starchitectural Digest"?
Come on, little buddy.
- Made in Georgia.
to the hatch; and I haveto strip this pirate suit off
This ship has zero Feng Shui.
- Get those uniforms onand put in your voice changers.
I do see why this is addictive.
[door hisses]
I'm just saying, maybe it's time to hang this all up and--
- We're buds!
Pam: [grunting]
- Yes! It's Krieger. What do you need? I can do it!
- Aww. - Sorry.
- Oh, go have an Earth baby, why don't you?
The Dri'n tongue is a beast, you know.
- If we can destroy it, we will
lifesaving medical test to call up
Is it for the pirates?
like last time? Not the time or place.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
a giant spaceship radar system thingy.
- Because I beg to differ. - It's stuck.
- You put me on a job that's not my specialty.
- I thought they would peel offlike air fresheners.
- All clear. No intruders in here.
- What the hell are you doing?
We're on the final frontier and you want to go back
- I wanna be a brothel madam!- Ooh, I--I could be the banker
Lana: It wouldn't be tight if you hadn't screwed up
Because I sure don't.
Archer: Closer to ten. - [sighs]
- Like I already executively decided.
- Has everyone gone crazy?
- I'm confused. - It's Spanish, Pam.
It isn't. - Fine, Lana.
- Fine! [gunfire]
- New plan: we form a human-ocelot ladder...
And somehow it hasn't noticed us.