Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

See?
Now, Starfighters, if you will reach underneath your seats...
Yeah, where's my truck? Where's your boyfriend?
- Laughing. - ♪ There are things I'd like to say ♪
Don't bother, Alex.
Leaning back. Kidding around.
Remember, Death Blossom delivers only one massive volley at close range.
Yes, sir, folks. Step right up. Meet boy adventurer Alex Rogan...
Someday they're gonna say, "This is where it all began."
Yeah. He's been up all night... moaning.
Well, it's a start, Alex.
- Grig! Hey, Grig! - Alex!
Funny, Blake.
And above all, relax!
What's wrong?
you, y...
Maggs, you gotta come. You see, I'm not... I don't know when I'm gonna be back.
- And, hey, what did you do to Maggie? - Do to her?
Important thing is, when it comes...
Come here. Come here.
You're an outcast! Why have you returned?
Thought you were gonna meet me at the lake.
"...to defend the frontier against Xur and the Kodan Armada."
Nice and easy. Yep.
Forget the guns! Ramming speed!
Listen, Centauri. I'm not any of those guys.
There! The turret at the far end!
- Is this for real? - Yes! That's what I'm trying to tell you!
- This reminds you of home? - Oh, yes.
a barrier of energy encircling the peaceful systems of the universe.
Come in, Centauri.
He's right, Alex. At least up there you'll have a fighting chance in a Gunstar.
We die
Wait a minute.
Extermination Emissary Zeta-six one message:
Commander, our guns are out. Damage control is repairing them.
for me, Grig and Maggie.
She has a greater range, more power, and a slight weapons modification.
- Now, are you ready? - This is it. Here we go.
- What are you doin'? - Come on, Alex. Hurry up!
Strange. What's a cargo ship doing this close to the frontier?
- Invade. - Commander, the Xurian ships have not answered our invasion code.
That's my folks and my brother, Louis...
- 'Night. - 'Night.
- It's in the living room. - Oh, thanks. Where's Alex?
Of course, you'd have the help of an old friend.
Did Chris Columbus say he wanted to stay home? No!
So we turn to you, Starfighters, and your navigators.
Now from the bottom up, okay. There's one right over there.
Life support good. Ammo packs at peak.
STAR LINk!?!
with a gung-ho iguana who tells me, "relax".
Oh, yes. Say hello to my assistant, Beta.
Listen to this. You're not going to believe this.
- I love you so much, Alex. - I'll always love you, Maggs.
I deserved it. I'm sorry.
Prepare for target light practice, Starfighter.
No, my slaughter. One ship against the whole armada?
900,000! You gonna bust the record!
I don't believe this.
Hmm. Mmm.
Don't be silly! Trust me!
Now, please be still.
I'm not scared of leaving this trailer park, Alex.
I live below ground...
The command ship!
Hey. Listen.
- Can't wait, Mr. Boone. Catch yourself a big one! - If I can!