Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know him. You love him! He's Blaster!
Two Kids Enter. One Kid Leaves!
You go straight home.
Who run LinuxTown
Johnny runs bartertown
I had to feed the kids.
Little Finn, Mr. Skyfish, and Cusha. She's gonna pop any day now.
Hearing wonky. Sounds like an order.
Tomorrow-morrow Land!
You expert! Disarm!
And I say we're gonna stay here.
He's got wordstuff out his ass!
Who are you?
Three seconds...
Future? There ain't no future!
That's my vehicle.
-You got the wrong guy. -Quit joshing!
Say loud.
Not with wordstuff, with sonic.
Quiet!
Say.
When you finded him, he were half jumped by Mr. Dead.
...break neck. One...
Do you know who I was?
Two dicks enter, One dick leaves
-How long? -Half a night.
Come on, you got to help me! You got to help me get them back!
Walker!
Not enough runway.
Gekko got it straight.
Nobody's saying it ain't a hard slog.
Do it now!
'member this?
...even beyond our dreaming.
Two men enter...one man leaves
...so that we 'member who we was and where we came from.
So much for history. Anyway... Water? Fruit?
Is it Tomorrow-morrow Land?
And you got to listen it and 'member.
Remember...no matter where you go, there you are.
...but some had got the luck, and it leads them here.
And there ain't nobody knows where it's gonna lead.
They even share the same name.
Cool, clear water.