Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and then you stole it?

As sure as the Sun sets in the East.

By ratcheting superconductive wire down into...

(Quiet, gentle mewing)

Of course it wanted a saucer, you idiot...

Catastrophe beach party... Scene one.

but today I'm a prominent boy in the package delivery field.

So you called my thesis a fat sack of barf,

Leela, it's time you and I had a talk.

Pet it, pet it...

No don't do this to me I'll die without you

(Sighs) It's hopeless.

Or perhaps Consolidated Head Melter.

You see, my associates and I are from the ninth planet

(In Katz' voice): Well, look what the me dragged in.

I'm talking about the charge generated

until I heard you speak

The RoseHills Foundation.

If you want to be treated like a fellow crew member, fine,

I think I left the air-hockey table on.

But then, it got too hot.