Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

but it kinda seems like she means it.
Remember your life dream, Reagan?
[elevator dings]
-But, Reagan-- -[Rand] And don't touch anything.
Yeah, and conveniently not me.
There, there. The only thing I think you could be accused of
Look, he's got his shirt on backwards.
terrifying little girl.
Ah! Not again!
[coworkers screaming]
Because right now, that glorified hugging machine
You know, back in the '80s, I built a helmet
-[powering down] -No. You fools!
You want Bear-o to be my only friend? Fine.
If I yell "puberty," don't ask any questions.
Ugh, why do all my parties end with people screaming about not wanting to die?
That's for stealing all my test tubes to use as shot glasses, Gretchen!
so now I'm officially the boss around here,
[dramatic music playing]
[badge holders snapping]
[Myc] I can't hold him back.
Hey, hey, hey! We shouldn't get distracted.
I brag about her to my guru all the time.
-[weapons loading] -Everybody, run!
I'm taking this place down
all our dopest moments together in your brain
Hold on. Mom, Dad?
We find the password, shut down Bear-o, and save the company.
Access key? Fuck. Uh…
You will pay for your hubris, Bear.
[young Reagan, echoing] I had a friend?