Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm going into stasis, wake me up when we're on the ground
Lana. Guess not.
Drones? You wanna...? Thank you, thank you.
Mother! Malory!
Spook Play South Park: Stick of Truth
Boring conversation anyway.
The penis to your vagina ratio around here is creepy enough already
CHERYL: She'll do anything to keep us from the throne which is our birthright.
Heh, heh. Self-burn. Cyril!
No, you look.
DRAKE: Ugh, you idiots.
My God. I know. Right?
They're right where they've always been.
DRAKE: No, no, no, now what?
Yeah, Cyril crashed the damn thing.
We're gonna die!
So I deserve to land the goddamn spaceship!
Jesus God, are you that insecure?
Sorry? You're sorry?
And two, not really liking your tone.
Domo arigato, Archer Roboto
Drop your weapon. Make me.
Security breach, Pod 6. I heard you.