Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hi, Mrs. Rogan. - Hi, Maggie.
Yeah.
- Robot? What the... - Come on!
gift.
- Join the other recruits. - Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
- Good night. Way to go, Alex! - 'Night, kids.
Kitae.
Where's everybody else?
Sorry, squirt. There's only enough room up there...
Listen, there's been a big mistake.
Earth course is logged into navigational beams.
and not for a dangerous and evil child such as yourself.
My electric's gone out again, Clara! I'm gonna miss my soaps!
I said, get back!
Oh, someday these cheapskates will thank Centauri. Trust me.
Oh, no, wait! Hey, hey! Granny, put away that shotgun. What's wrong with you?
It might overload the systems. Blow up the ship.
Wow!
But you're the best, my boy. Dazzling.
Alex, come help me!
Greetings, Starfighter!
Out having a good time, I guess.
Of course he'll stay.
Only we never went anyplace.
Exactly. Meanwhile, down here, they'll be going after Beta.
Greetings, Starfighter!
Granny, I fixed you lunch and put it in the fridge.
I prefer to think of them as battling evil in another dimension.
The fish were really bitin' down there at the stream.
All squadrons ahead, half speed, with energy probes on.
Alex? In space?
We-We-We talked about this.
Centauri?
Hide-and-seek.
Simuloids can't fight. We're not allowed.
Commander Kril, we're getting a signal on the alert frequency.
So long, Alex! Have fun!
I shall take you home.
Hear that you slimes! I'm famous.
- Did you find that picnic basket yet? - Mmm-huh.
- Heads up display. Check. - Five.
A monster!
- Alex, look! - Oh, my God. What is that?
Did they turn off the spam filters again ? I see a lot of alien junk on imgur today.
Lucky me.
to turn the bridge over to my little brother, Louis, sir!
- Go tell Alex I need him. - Beware, aliens. Louis Rogan...
After all, it is her maiden voyage.
with a gung-ho iguana who tells me, "relax."
You can bet your asteroids you'll be seeing more of them.
Well, ask Maggie. She knows where he is. She was with him.