Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I beg your forgiveness.
Uh, you used to go on and on about Skeletor.
[energy crackling]
[grunts]
good friends and happy memories.
I'll be good.
I appreciate the intention, little guy,
You're too sick to even walk.
Just this one last time.
I was born to rule.
[low rumbling, stone grinding]
His command of the sea can still help us.
[grunts]
uh, not much fun,
So did I.
You traitorous trout!
Something fishy about that guy.