Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Boimler grunts]
Fine men's clothing!
Admiral Slattery got so drunk, he commandeered a light cruiser.
[Boimler screams]
We aren't allowed on the station?!
he loves being on lists.
some merchandise to storage.
[scooter beeping]
to prevent me from dooplercating.
We got to hang out without anyone bugging us.
No, it's-it's fine.
then sell our combadges on the black market.
Whoa, I've never been on a station this old.
They'll coerce a confession,
but I guess you have to make it all about you.
[Dooplers exclaiming]
-[grunts] - FREEMAN: Okay,
Kudos. You aren't getting in.
have been very... careful.
You know what? I do.
-[siren wailing] - Ooh, crap, crap, crap.
-[siren wailing] -[horn honking]
You just couldn't wait to leave me,
- Sorry! - Hey, we're not people!
just like everybody else.
Your hospitality is appreciated, Captain, as are your efforts
- You, uh, think that's a good idea? - Hmm.
-[grunts] - COMPUTER [high-pitched]: Ejecting warp core
-[Boimler screams] -[Mariner grunts] -[tires screech]
Hey, guys. You bail on that big party?
Attention, everyone.
I owe a foot up your ass.
[grunts]
No, Tendi, I don't remember. And that's the problem.
You love sliders. So why'd you leave?
- How is that even a secret? -[Boimler sighs]
She stranded me on Rubicon III.
[Dooplers shouting]
We got to get to higher ground. [grunting]
I'll be the only California-class captain there
I fought alongside the Titan at the Battle of Kallah.