Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Oh, he is adora-- -Adora--
(SIGHS) Not that it's a competition.
Ugh.
-Or not as bad? -Yeah, it's bad.
(DOUG AND MIA ARGUING)
Yay! Come on! (LAUGHS)
Question: are we really running out of air?
I have a question.
(SIGHS) I've just seen my perfect Space Baby.
-Is he okay? -IRIS: He's fine,
so I no longer have access to a bathroom.
THE OTHER PRESIDENT: (ROBOTIC MALE VOICE) Miss Mulcair, please clearly
Hopefully, it's just
We fire the glitter at the turds as we turn the lasers on?
Holy shit! We're having a baby?
(WHISPERING) Who's stealing the oxygen? What's going on?
-(LOUD BEEP) -(KAREN GROANS)
Me. I did. I knew.
What is the nature of this conversation?
Can I-- No? No? (CHUCKLES)
The good news is... we have funding!
Why don't you give yourself a little pat on the back,
Okay. Let's go and... (CHUCKLES) ...do this!
-Great. -All right, see you l--
(LOUD BEEP)
Just did what we had to do.
Well, Matt monitors the supply,
-That's horrible. -This is panicking!
-That's actually a really good-- -Okay, fine.
-What's the matter with you? -I-- I find it amusing.
-(EXHALES) -MATT: Action.
Two hundred and fifty-seven pounds.
to a ship surrounded by bodily solids.
I assumed the Other President was already across this.
He's, quote, "executive producing" the birth.
Oh. Oh, my God. This-- This is...
it's like you've died and gone to the opera.
(LOUD BEEP)
(MALE VOICE) ...program.
Oh, my God, it's beautiful!
-of a husband. -Will you--
Actually, can you do this?
and they're shooting 500 passengers out of the airlock.