Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[through clenched teeth]: I could do this all day!

[Boimler screams]

Those who spend their lives and fortunes

That's always happening.

[deep whirring]

leaving behind a starship full of hazardous treasures that need

Enough with this whole textbook leader routine.

And that's when we cut the strings.

RIKER: Hang in down there. We'll figure this out.

Dude, you're clearly Starfleet.

Long story, sir. Requesting emergency transport.

The distortion field must've...

Captain, two escape pods just launched

I should be the one to go.

Want me to head it up?

-But what about them? -[Tendi and Rutherford grunt]

we get out of here alive. All of us.

Like, I don't care, actually. I just want you to pick one.

From now on, you'll get all the drinks, you backstabber.

-Want some? -Sure.

There. This will buy us some time, but not much.

This is the last thing I need right now.

I don't have to write that down.

Oh! The Pakleds got stuck in the door, so I...

I got a top-notch menagerie.

Tendi. Okay, Rutherford, what about you?

-kept me up half the night. -Oh, I know.

-Oh, man, it's just gallery after gallery. -We need to get

I need youse to comb through all this stuff on the floor here.

Well, actually, these are Excalbian bones.

I'm just surprised that you'd ever trash-talk a superior.