Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Something very, very odd.
Your enemy!
It slices It dices!
Say goodnight, Gracie.
All right! The gloves are off!
I'm a winner! I'm a winner!
These Junkions regard their accumulated refuse as their native soil,
Flight: Terminated.
Star ship hidden in cloud...
We don't want to let them know we're coming - yet.
Fool! Gah! You think I care?
Whatever happened to the good old uninvolved galaxy I used to know?
Destroy them! We must reach Junkion first!
Go ahead... make my day.
I believe in me!
Maybe soothing strains will ease the pain!
Kup: Boy, that's what makes life interesting.
Weapon system: charred beyond recognition!
To the signal. To be a winner! Because I believe in me!
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