Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, it's off to schooI for you.
Perhaps a good military school on Mars might be the answer to this.
Good evening, universe.
Okay, cast, take it from the top. This is the big robbery scene.
The boy is accompanied by a big, simple-looking dog.
The Unspaceables!
Hey
Now, that's too bad.
- Right? - Right.
Everyone wants to be in show biz. I'll give you a boost.
There it is, our next caper: the Galaxy Gem Company.
- Maybe he can make something out of this. - Yes, sergeant?
That's him? Mugsy Megaton?
Appears to be a little boy approximately 3 feet tall, about 62 pounds.
Oh, Elroy.
You crawI through the ventilator, Microbe...
That was supposed to last us for a whole week.
Just to the 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s...
Hey, you dumb ape, he's one of us!
Well, I just wanna be sure.
You're cold. You're very cold.
- Get them up. - Yes, sir.
- Thanks for the part. - Don't mention it.
After all, all he did was faiI.
Come on. Come on! Get him out before the cops come.
I mean, "P.S. Me too, your ex-dog, Astro. "
- What would you do if he saw us? - Run for help.
Well, he didn't mean any harm, Astro.
We took a vote and I'm afraid we'll have to leave.
...and a new member of the gang.
Now, cut that out. If I want a bath, I'll take a shower.