Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You seem to know all about these... these Ice Warriors.
Yes, well... after I woke him up, Friday asked for my help.
to go on the offensive.
but we have slept longer than anticipated.
like...
'Are you receiving us? Mars, are you receiving?'
I'm a very busy man.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, er...
In fact, this might be the beginning of the Martian Golden Age.
Sergeant Major, call to arms!
To the end.
Where is my friend and what destroyed the Roman army?
Thank you.
Keep an eye out, will you?
The Ice Warriors, they could build a city under the sand
The last thing I'm going to do is take sides.
All being well, the first intelligent, space-going system
Indian or China, m'dear?
Not just any tomb.
Them's the rules.
No! No! Wait, Catchlove! Wait!
This can't happen.
And I ask... mercy for these primitives.
Well, no-one back on Earth will ever know that we got here.
Is it true? You deserted?
Like The Vikings.
His aim was to get back to Mars and find his Queen.
Down! Put your guns down!
Mars stands alone!
Don't let us down now, Valkyrie.
Listen to me, men!
We can stand together.
I would value your opinion.
It was a tactical decision...
I thought only of your resurrection.
♪ It's the same the whole world over... ♪
- It was! Yes. Wasn't it? - Yes.
A what? Sergeant Major Peach! I gave you an order...
What does the pink thing say?
Could've been basic death!
No-o-o-o! Colonel! Get your men out of here!