Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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