Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, 'cause the police are after us.
[glass shatters]
‐ Terry! [groans] Korvo!
PUPA: Ooh! [groaning]
There is a chance that we will overheat and die.
‐ Stop undressing me with your eyes, Debbie.
All the way down there?
Y'all ready for bisque? ‐ Hello.
‐ Yes he is. We watch him on TV.
‐ What the hell? Are you stalking me?
If it doesn't fit, just rip it a little bit.
Things cannot go on as if nothing happened.
Every single little tiny smidgen of adjustments will matter.
KORVO: Planet Shlorp was a perfect utopia.
‐ Bro, we don't care what he looks like or if he's violent
You've done enough. ‐ Don't kill him.
‐ Good night, Mr. Janitor. I made you an outfit out of Kleenex.
Honestly, I don't know what I was thinking.
Do you think his fur is coarse and hard or soft and silky?
‐ You ever get the feeling people think we're weird?
‐ Do we get a reward too, or how does that work?
This is‐‐ this is my show. I just dropped the Pupa. Do you see me?
‐ That is the opposite of true.
I could not replace you with a million Funbuckets.