Stars breaking up. Gas clouds.

Kissimmee-St. Cloud, Florida, Maveri,

The clouds have gathered, Cal.

Feel terror cloud your senses.

I want clouds, damn it.

Just a huge gaseous cloud

«His fin is a cloud.

Well, why not St. Cloud? I mean, I loved growing up in St. Cloud.

Get your clouds right. Shut up.

When you're clouding up my mind

Well, it's not a clouded leopard,

I am Siri, the clouded leopard.

There are colors in the clouds.

Absolutely. Not a cloud in sight.

It's like lying on a cloud.

...that an extremely hazardous ash cloud...

A cold black cloud's coming down.

Honey, the clouds are moving away.

Where are my goddamn clouds, huh?

...in a cloud of poison gas.