Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was supposed to have remained hidden but uh,
It's not real.
Chiana.
What?
an astronaut...
Hello!
He trashed the sucker!
You can do it again, son.
Yeah.
I can wear a Freudian slip.
fuzzed out there for a minute.
More berserk, I'd say.
And how are our friends?
They didn't give him enough warning about that electro-magnetical wave.
This is for calling me Sparky!
Go home. Home. Go home.
I destroyed the projector.
I just want...
Their skins...
Sorry,
It's just the way you were wired.
Do not allow yourself to be pushed over the edge.
Ah, astronauts.
Are you outta your mind?!
Concentrate on what is real.
Why don't you give me a break, my man.
You're clearly feverish.
You're-you're not real, they pulled you out of my mind!
Comin' up.
I like you're style Hombre, but this is laughing matter.
I'm not your son!
Oh...my...God!
Yeah, I got it.
Pull it together.
on a...on a golf cart!
On Earth, psychiatrists...
In fact, cancel the rest of my day.
- The guy gives us a second chance and you throw it back in his face! - Hi girls.
My name is Doctor Bettina Fairchild. Not Aeryn.
Oh sweetheart.
Bring the keys?
I don't know...oh god!
I'll be with you always.
She wants you see a... Doctor Kaminski.
Adjective or name?
Newest hot shot to come out of IASA astronaut training.
I should have your hide...
P-please don't.
This thing is going completely off the rails.
he had alien goo on the inside that was...
But I... I did have this...
Well I don't have a future.
...touch me!
All neural activity ceased at six three five amneth one.
Don't do this to me!
You're gonna be okay, son.