Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

... when they sees the distant light...
If you've nothing to trade, you've no business here.
...down the long haul, into history back.
You know who.
This is it!
POTUS vs SleepyJoe. Where the counting stops at 10. Thunderdome. 2 men enter, 1 man leaves.
Bring him back to me...alive!
Pigs.
...and Mr. Dead chasing them all.
They've gone. You got to get them back!
No energy, no town!
He ain't much bigger than us.
Wait! Stick together!
But one he couldn't catch. That were Captain Walker.
Pigshit. The lights, the motors, the vehicles...
MasterBlaster.
I warned ya, dad
He's the ball cracker. Death on foot.
'Member this?
Which way did he go?
Methane Commeth from Pig Shit
It were full-on winter...
"May God have mercy on our souls."
It might save your life.
We're overloaded!
...and us, there's not enough runway.
And they does the pictures so they'd 'member all the knowing that they lost.
You got a plane.
Damn it! I told you, no more embargos.
Two men enter One man leaves
Look at us now, busted up and everyone talking about Being Weird, Nazis, Fascism, and Garbage
It's called Underworld. It's where Bartertown gets its energy.
Skyraft!
Chase now, pay later.
Blaster, I'm sorry.
Oil, natural gas?
In return, you'll get back what was stolen.
This nobody had a chance to be somebody.
Disarm.