Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can I have a turd?
killed in his clomping shoes by ruthless Omicronians.
things sure have been going great between us.
You were like a machine.
Yes, but...
Effective immediately, I'm calling for
T.!
Let's Go Luna!
That's from TV, Geordi.
I'm... drunk... right now.
I'm talking about TV!
Coming through!
- Elf. - Oops.
Let them through the blockade.
Don't worry, I won't hurt you.
Dude!
Some cops can read minds.
Stuck on another delivery that he undertook on his own.
Can you save him?
Quick, hide!
And that includes cultural exports.
but we're friends.