Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

HOW LONG MUST WE ENDURE THIS FOOL?
You should be proud of Alex, Mrs. Rogan.
Are you with me?
I-I-I didn't mean to step on your, uh... whatever that is.
Xur!
Let him enter.
Look at him! Bye!
- And, uh, this is Elvira. - Delighted.
Until the next dimension, old friend.
- Oh, stop your yakkin'. - Bill?
I became you... unfortunately.
Centauri! Centauri!
Bye.
- Alex? - I have to, Ma.
We mustn't lose them in these caves, Alex! Fire!
"' Night, Alex"? Wait a second.
And miss all the excitement ?
Steady. Don't fight the chair.
Bleep.
Energy probe. Shut down, Alex. Shut down.
Grig, we need power ! - Death Blossom's drained all power
It does take more than a sceptre.
There in front of you are the two switches for your heads-up display. Turn them on.
Greetings... Greetings, Starfighter.
There are some Rylans who would welcome me, Father.
You are no longer my son!
Louis, you're having a terrible nightmare! Go back to sleep!
Hey, Maggie!
Oh... All right. Okay, Ma. I'll do it.
an exact duplicate of you, only not as loud.
Oh My GOD
It's Alex! Alex!
You're my Juliet. My Venus.
Hold it.
Where are ya? Come on, where are ya?
We're gonna be late.
Alex?
Where I might find him?
- Record? - Take... Take a hand. Take a hand.
Light years ahead of the competition.
Kodan armada will invade.
- Who are you? - Centauri's the name.
You're not gonna be here. You're goin' back with Centauri right now!
Yup. It's gonna be pleasant tomorrow too.
drag him up there, and he doesn't want to be a Starfighter.
- He said it was on his way home. - Blake lives on the other side of town.
He's got a little proposition for you. Are ya interested?
All guns... fire!
I repeat: We are under attack!
Ah, you see?
Alex, you're something else. You're wonderful, boy.
- Louis! Louis! - Bleep-bleep.
Terrific. I'm about to get killed a million miles from nowhere...
Xur thinks you're still on Earth. Classic military strategy. Surprise attack.
Ow!
Where are you going? Where are you taking me?
So you see, Alex, you gotta go back. You got no choice.
Oh, Alex!
I've blocked its beamer frequency, so it can't report back to the armada.
You, and you alone...