Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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has come together to create the first space station on Earth,
- 14 days. That's almost two weeks. - I don't see how it can be done.
- Cool. - Yeah. How James Bond-ish.
- Yeah. - Put that back.
We did it!
COMPUTER: All hell is breaking loose.
We're gonna go start our own Bio-Dome.
- She digs me, though. - Are those Bud and Doyle's girlfriends?
This wouldn't be one of your convenient accidents, would it?
Bud MacIntosh and Doyle Johnson.
That's my name. Ask me once, I say the same.
(ROMULUS SCREAMS)
♪ And we can act like we come from out of this world
You're gonna make someone really happy.
Hey, coach! Pizza!
Human Torch, Human Torch, does whatever a human can
- What am I gonna do?! - After all we've done...
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At least you collected them
Illegal! Illegal!
Nature is about miracles, Bud.
Faulkner's gone. He disappeared.
Wait. It's over here now.
MONIQUE: Hi, guys.
Thirty-one,
- ♪ He's a whore - ♪ And the stories I could tell...
- Those were the days. - Yeah, I'll say.
We got ADA, we got ETH, we got SOL, we got lots of cryptooooo
What's up, Doc?
GIRL: I studied chemistry in Sweden!
- We don't have them here. - Something is happening.
(♪ HE'S A WHORE)
That's Spider-Man… Walt Disney did Mickey Mouse.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Free JESSIEJESSIE
I can't believe you'd crack Doyle's skull just to get out of this!
- Damn bionic glass! - What are we gonna do?!
But I will not share my tools of hygiene!
- Can you cork it? - Negatory.
Everyone else
- Welcome to Bio-Dome! - Welcome to the future!
- All right. - Don't move.
- No fair! Personal foul! - You want some of me?
- We would like you to stay with us. - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute, man.
(♪ SUBURBIA BY RUGBURNS)
- What? - Do you hear that?
Fine! Be that way, snivellers!
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- FAULKNER: You gotta be kidding me! - ROMULUS: My bug!
that if he's not part of the solution, he's part of the problem.
I mean, it's not like we're not into saving the environment.
So, um... Hey, I know yoga. Look.
- Especially after we swim in them. - I know.
Which one's Tito?
Lepidoptera!
We just, um... wanted to say thanks for everything.
What's that? That noise?
Bud! Bud, stop this.
♪ He's so fine he can't be beat
- Monique, should we be doing this? - Yes!
- Fucking President Clinton. - You had sex with President Clinton?
♪ Any time at all
We're the Biodome Five
Think back. Springboard into the future. We didn't prepare for this voyage.
It's great, but we're gonna split.
Cheese Norris
DOYLE: I can't sleep.
Nick Fury, Nick Fury, does whatever a Fury can
Nihilists are villains who believe that the existence of life has no purpose, value, or meaning, their own included
- There used to be fish here, remember? - Yes, I do, Doyle.
Tell Bud and Doyle I'm writin' a song about them, OK?
I haven't seen devastation of this magnitude since the great Chipmunk fire of '79
To die and come back as a leotard.
You're thinking too globally. You have to act locally.
I would have done it anyway.
Monique, look. You call a huge welt in the guy's head an accident?
Hey, just think back to those sleepovers we used to have.
Advanced excel:
(CHANTING) Bud and Doyle! Bud and Doyle!
Easy, Rombo.
- Cool. Come on. - Come on, let's go. Hurry.
- Stop what? - This!
Good call, man! Keep on cruisin'. Keep on goin'.
You mean you found my bugs?
I don't know, but I think it has something to do with tassels.
Push!
- Beam me up, Stubby. - Jim! He's a Vulcan!
Oh, come on! What, do you think you're so... cool?
Red Ranger, Red Ranger, does whatever a ranger can
It is just like you to try to weasel out of your responsibilities on Earth Day.
Also ‘Merica
- Holy Kennedy! - A little secret...
This place is almost back to normal. So what are the coconuts for?
♪ Makin' a filter
Plant life must be revived in order to produce oxygen for survival.
♪ Viva Las Bio-Dome!
Freeze!
Viva Las Bio-Dome.
- and feed us some weird punch? - No.
Let's make a rule:
We're trying to keep them aware of the dangerously low level of oxygen inside.
you'd better do it now.
Look at this. Look at this! And it's mine.
Fish on the play!
Yeah, but she has her independence.
- You don't look so good. - You're lookin' kinda grizzly.
Bud? Doyle? Where's the key to the back door?
- Stubby! - Squirly!
Ahoy Jeanette!
All right. Now, everybody, do not feed the animals, stay together,
And Miss Mimi Simkins, our agriculturalist.
- This is it. Open it up. - Are you sure?
Devil-time, like a dare Hold it!
- Those poor folks! They must be toast. - Remember your training.
So, girls, come with us, cos as you know, girls are an integral part of nature too.
Driver: What does that tell you?, Sales Bro: They need more SL?
We'd be obliged if we could get some nice cushy beds with magic fingers.
Haven't you felt that? That moment when everything is proportionally correct?
- (GUNSHOT) - Back, and to the left.
Deadpool, Deadpool, does whatever Deadpool can...
- You owe me $57.50, plus a tip. - What does in the flesh mean?
Oh! Oh! Oh! You OK, Stub?