Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And jettison.
All right, full report. What is going on?
Hey! I know some street moves! Okay?
on the ejector seat button the whole way home.
No! Me? Why?
What? Oh, does the seat say "Smasher Fuckboy" on it?
MIA: Oh, my gosh! I have never been
Hmm. Where are we right now?
eight arms, but no hands.
-My empty tummy. -Oh my god.
Get that door, Doug!
You said "port side." It's the rear of the ship.
anyone thinking rationally would be able to guess it.
-Really? -Go on! Get out!
It never felt right to just yell at someone like Mads
But we call it the "nearly circle."
-Look busy. -So, uh-- Whoa.
She had a dignity to her, don't you think?
until The Smasher season four.
-That came off pretty easy. -It's like a movie set.
with a diabetic racist named Roy.
We're gonna home in six months, baby.
Right! Right. Yes, that is assault.
more attracted to you than right now!
-He doesn't wanna go, he doesn't wanna go. -IRIS: No, no, no, no--
My patience has snapped
I remember saying that to Iris
-So, I'm like-- -What are we even supposed to do
-Eleven. -What?
That's the woman who made me marry her!
No! No, you can't-- Don't-- You can't--
I think I may have overreached myself.
JORDAN HATWAL: If it's any consolation,
DOUG: Since when is there a shuttle?
Too late. It's officially too late!
-(ALL GASPING) -JUDD: (SCREAMS) Iris!
Not if Mr. Judd is on this shuttle you are not.
It did not make good decisions.
You know, Jordan, you are an unclear joke.
blowing each other in a doorway.
Oh, yes! I've bagged him!