Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Out of everyone, you betrayed me the most.
I will tolerate no more of this madness.
Oh, hey, guys.
And now she gets it.
He's just our neighbor.
Uh, thanks.
Um, Sorayama funeral?
Salutations.
Leslie, Leslie...
What memories she conjures.
No, it's not...
So, tell us who we're up against, boys.
Eat up, guys.
You're welcome, Mike.
the night of our last D&D game.
Don't they look just like her?
This is, after all, the same university young Rusty attended twenty years ago.
He's not going to do anything.
Weird seeing someone else drive the X-1.
about once a fortnight.
I don't think time machines figure into this caper.
Well, except for the metal jaw, pretty much the same...
he'd been thrown off the football team that very day...