Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sensual music plays]
Come on, it'll be fun. We can replant that flag.
[grunts] …how many wires do you need?
[Rand] Oh my God!
I've been trapped in here…
Ah! Stupid thing. Go faster.
I mean, I got canned,
Sweetie, that is so inventive and the cutest little experiment ever.
just like the secret ninth planet Shmercury.
[sniffles, cries]
Blah, blah, blah, lots of sobbing. You get the gist.
Well, I sure hope I'm oxygen and not argon.
I left Earth to beat a paternity test.
Less force on the moon means their muscles atrophied.
-For the walrus oil, I assume? -Very valuable oil.
You're a Hecking psycho.
Anything for you, Moon Daddy.
Rand, today has been fulfilling
I know what a moon-slut is!
We need to shut down the grid.
and I was wondering if adult adoption is--
Or worse, they mistake me for a god and ask me to lead their society.
[ethereal music plays]
and now they wanna can me.
-Oh, the Moon Day Fair! -[carnival music playing]
Reagan, don't get stuck in his orbit.