Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, no, no!
ARCHER: Will you quit screwing around?
[shrieks] Rocket pack!
[voice glitching]: Hello, Fun-un-unbeak.
This wasn't the plan, you idiot!
[cackling]
-PAM: Ah! -LANA: Jesus Space Christ. -CYRIL: Uh... okay.
Hey. Hey, guys.
-Well then, I get Ms. Archer. -Aw, man.
[grunting]
Mm, third.
-Duh. -FUNBEAK: Hey.
Well, because I feel like if I did,
Don't stop. We got to act like we're fighting
Whoa...
-Whoa! -Bitch!
[grunts]
-Oh, now, uh, nobody died. -Not yet.
Well, why do I have to carry him?
for Lana to actually, you know, die.
-How? -Exactly.
Well, first we get Krieger and Mother,
Yeah, you realize if they kill each other,
Uh. Such a fatty.
-...delivery? -Oh.
Aah! Move!