Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is Johnny Phoenix for the XFL...
Everything's normal, Mr. Drucker, but we'll stay alert.
I wanted to wait up for you.
Keep talking.
Go to sleep.
Not you guys. Just us pilots.
Let's be friends.
Easy.
I'll be dead in 20 minutes, tops.
Over here.
Shit, Oliver! Why'd you have to die?
Sorry about this.
But I think you are.
I can help you at the clinic. If you stay here, there's nothing I can do.
Never even have to know.
Not again.
It's the natural process of life.
Move! Clear the way!
Just the highlights.
All right, enough philosophy.
Cooperate and everything will be fine.
It's a security protocol I implemented. I knew you wouldn't understand.
- That's not what I would have done. - What would you have done?
...with zero defects, guaranteed. Thanks to RePet.
There. There.
Which is impossible, considering it's a childhood disease...
When I said you should screw yourself...
Technically, this could be committing suicide.
...but the research that would have saved their son wasn't done...
Why do you say that?
Not to you? You want her crying all night because her dog died?
Let's test the remote. Keep up.
Gibson!
Well, you cloned the wrong man.
No charge. Thank you very much.
Excuse me, do you know how to turn this off?
I love you.
Does Drucker know you're talking about killing innocent people?
Did you have to hit me that hard?
Your shaving cut?
I have the syncording that proves you're a clone.
I can still save you, Adam.
The bastard faked his own syncording.
Drucker isn't dead. It would be all over the news.
Bastards. I knew it.
...I want you to start singing really loud, " Happy Birthday. "
- At least know somebody who has one? - I get your point.
I'm very sorry, sir.
No, no. Don't answer so fast.
I love you.
This is great. Look at this.
That's not only illegal, we're years from the technology to do it.
I hate clones.
Darling, you're still awake.
Your snowboard's behind your seat.
Hello, Adam. Would you like a beer?
Open your eyes.
You had her cloned?
I'm right behind you, Dad.
I have a little something for you.
Those were brand-new boots!
Can I help you?
...you may overhear Mr. Drucker's phone calls.
He considers her to be the world's second most important person.
Two of him, but you see what I mean.
...where the bones are buried- He won't even know he's a clone.
...and can do a lot of stuff.
I'm gonna go check and make sure everything's okay.
I love this card. Beautiful.
Please don't drink and drive.
There you are.
But what better place, right?
Take her to your mother's...
Unless her pseudomonas infection clears up...
- Thank you for reporting a felony. - Come on.
Kind of takes the fun out of being alive, doesn't it?
You! Up top!
You'll tell me where Adam Gibson is.
Get the doll.
- Thank God. - What? More fundamentalists?
Move! Clear the way!
...whose parents love him just as much...