Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(groans)
Your stomach lining is inflamed.
It's not his fight.
I was like, "Hey, I'm doing my job down here, man.
I'm Dr. Kang.
I got some good ones in, though.
Christ, kid.
Anyway, just, uh,
Just bedside manner. Relax, Bear. Everything's good.
‐your nose, bro. ‐(sighs)
SPIRIT: Aho! Young warrior!
They all just want to run away.
Flaming Flamers.
‐Oh. ‐(keys clacking)
‐Bear Smallhill? ‐Right here.
‐(sputters, laughing) ‐(laughing)
Handsy. (scoffs)
What's wrong, little Rez Dog?
ELORA: Maybe they're looking for you.
I just want to go back from where I'm from.
♪ Everyone who meets you, you're supposed to ♪
You know, showing him what's the what.
we're selling meat pies.
(shuddering)
It's gonna burn?
Yeah.
Shit, I'll run you all in. Get out of here!
Did you tell your mom?
♪ Fuck you, I am a stone‐cold killer, too ♪
Ten to... ten to 14.
What are you doing?
ELORA: Fuck you mean, "leader"? (laughs)
Well, forget you then.
Means lots of bad medicine.