Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

we went to the war never looking to come back...
Not a word. He comes up to Tracey, and Tracey's wearing the thing on his face!
Everybody dies.
Why is it you didn't call in for backup?
I took them down.
- Ow? - Everybody calm down.
Fly out of this canyon, let them board.
When you can't run anymore, you crawl, and when you can't do that, well...
Five minutes from atmo.
and now I need you to carry me just a little bit further...
you and I really had a moment back there.
Puts you about eight sectors away from your jurisdiction.
All right.
- That so? - It is.
You sure as a hundred moons ain't gonna be pitching.
- I did. - Round them up, then.
You repping out as stone killers...
So you died and figured they'd stop looking for you?
- Are we hit? - That was too damn close.
Guess so.
"Thank you for the credits you forwarded."
proof of alien life!
Then you panicked, brought the whole mess down on all of us.
but that buck knocked out our fore-couple.
Enclosed, to keep you warm in your travels.
- You feeling a mite calmer now? - Yes, sarge.
Do not fear me. Ours is a peaceful race...
- I ain't going anywhere with you. - Nobody's going anywhere, private.
I'm sure the search of the ship will come up with another few felonies.
- Cut him up? - Not just yet, thank you, doctor.
It makes sense. Looking to feel alive out of adventure.
All that matters is I expect to be shuffled off...
I thought I was gonna die.
Oh, and there's something in a jar.