Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello, Miss Tentacles, I'm a big fan.

I gotta get my son to cover for me

What? We told you we were firemen.

What are you doing with my mom?

What a show! Man, I love PBS.

I will never let aliens live in my city!

-The what? -The squart.

I'm gonna make some calls and get him into a private dumpster.

[man] Stop right there!

You can trust me, or my name isn't--

Is that a good thing? Also, you got engaged?!

Perhaps if you posed as an immigrant, you could infiltrate the human city

mainly to compensate for their tiny, baby cocks.

Actually, I think it's coming out of yours.

Hi, I'm Val. Welcome to the city!

so you can be productive citizens.

And stop sending them scary ground ghosts to chase me around!

Oh, uh, before you go, there was something I was supposed to tell you.

Folks, we've got a new contestant tonight, and he's one weird-looking alien.

But, you know, at the end of the day, when push comes to shove,

Oh yeah! Your dad's in Barry's lab and he's about to die.

Uh, Fichael, is this really how you want to spend your time as czar?

[whispers indistinctly]

Either way, just remember not to swallow the squart.

and touching nipples is not an appropriate greeting.

Oh, dear. I seem to have soiled my crate!

I have a birthmark on my ass in the shape of a treasure map.

I'll show him for you, Flobby. I'm gonna beat him at this staring contest.

Sorry I'm on the phone, honey.

Unlimited power!

You're supposed to put out fires, not start 'em!

Power! [chuckles]

I have no choice but to deport these guys before they cause any more trouble.

because you're out there and I'm in here drinking pumpkin spice lattes,

Presenting the wearer of footie pajamas,

Here to destroy your tired, your poor, your huddled masses,

-It's okay. Mood swings are expected. -Because I'm pregnant?