Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Seventeen stitches.
However, as you're well aware, there's a black hole
Anyway, he's smarter than I am.
Liftoff's gonna get pretty bumpy.
My Morse code's a little rusty. What's he saying?
that you may never see again.
Hey, Maureen! You missed.
Everybody's like me. I'm just not in denial.
Okay, planet that we never bothered to name,
"Jupiter Class Interplanetary Craft Manual of Operations."
- All right. No. Uh-uh. - No!
Launch will commence in T-minus one minute.
Whoever installed this must've swapped out this unit
Break the glass.
You said that you didn't want to hurt John. Was that true?
Well, Robinsons stick together.
Ow! Ow!
- Dad! - I gotcha. I gotcha, buddy.
Can we really let Smith bring that robot to the Resolute?
- Wait, where are we now? - I have no idea.
- I'll tighten the search perimeters. - That's insufficient.
It's what I do.
Can't you hit it any harder?
- Mom? - Trust her.
There's a manual crank outside.
Judy!
Hey! I knew you'd find us.
- We close enough? - Almost in range.
Ahhh!
Not that I don't trust you.
Okay, that changes everything.
I knew you'd be fine.
Hey, what the hell, man? Why do you... Oh, I see what you're doing.
There's no way I'm letting you out again.