Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"I've finally captured you, Bazarack!" "Have mercy on me, mighty Renzo."

You're going outside the dome into the barren alien wasteland

-Good thing his race can grow new heads. -[small voice] How intimidating am I now?

Actually, he's right.

Hereby make you a General.

Also, you humans kidnap and eat our babies.

How can I help?

Trust me. That won't be a problem.

Even when I'm happy. Where'd my assistant go?

Weapons? I'm your man.

♪ He grinds our grandmas into paste ♪

It appears to be the work of Bazarack.

Bazarack Francine Finklestein.

[gasps] Oh! Look! A is for artery. B is for brains. C is for--

[melancholy tone]

Yeah, I knew you'd die without me and I'd feel guilty skipping your funerals.

Time to open Mommy's presents!

On a scale of one to ten, how intimidating do I look?

Hey, asshole, those are my kills!

[melancholy tone]

Yeah, is this gonna be more like Futurama or Rick and Morty?

Damn it. I should be dead.

I hate that mustard-colored fuck.

All right, you aliens, come and--

My best men haven't been able to kill Bazarack. I forbid it!

I didn't know you could say the N-word on Disney.

"I'm gonna heat up this clothes hanger on a stove

[narrator] This is Farzar.

[smooth rap music playing]