Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

These Junkions regard their accumulated refuse as their native soil,
Something very, very odd.
We don't want to let them know we're coming - yet.
Kup: Boy, that's what makes life interesting.
To the signal. To be a winner! Because I believe in me!
Whatever happened to the good old uninvolved galaxy I used to know?
Your enemy!
Share? Where did that come from?
Say goodnight, Gracie.
It slices It dices!
Weapon system: charred beyond recognition!
Go ahead... make my day.
I believe in me!
I'm a winner! I'm a winner!
Maybe soothing strains will ease the pain!
Flight: Terminated.
Fool! Gah! You think I care?
Star ship hidden in cloud...
All right! The gloves are off!
Destroy them! We must reach Junkion first!