Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Clone massacre.
[Reagan clears throat]
Yeah, and a sweetheart.
[clones shrieking and groaning]
Guess I could replace you with a clone in your sleep,
Eat shit, Ken doll.
[sinister laugh]
You mean searching for a soul?
[alarm blaring]
[in deep voice] Kill your parents.
Is this what it feels like to be you?
This is literally the most productive they have ever been.
Axe does more than just kills people. It smells great too.
That's why you're good cop.
I will.
Kill meeee
Computer, set the room to Reagan lighting.
Oh! [laughs] Sorry, lad. Mistook you for a Kennedy.
Yay me!
-Hey, mama. -[PA] Breach in clone containment unit.
Huh. That's actually an amazing idea. How'd you ever figure that out?
I just named our newest high-velocity missile after you.
This place would fall apart in a week without me.
There's a service elevator at the end of the hall that hasn't been breached yet.
Long story, but I need you to follow me
and it's not the one you think.
Okay, that should--
Oh my gosh, I have heard of you.