Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Right, who's next? You.
No. No, not really, no.
NASA-nova.
Yes, sir. We're going, going, going, going.
You're gonna drive me back to Earth?
because Joe's hands are now pulped to buggery!
-So let's just... (SIGHS) -JUDD: (AUTOMATED) ...forty-nine...
(SOBS) A drink or two!
"Uh, sorry for surrounding
I have a whole list of grievances.
You have knocked us off course.
"I have changed the codes to the airlock.
JORDAN: (FORCED CHUCKLE) Yeah. That's it.
-And I'm so sorry. (SOBS) -...one. Launching.
JORDAN: It's called The Smasher, and I play the Smasher.
Space is a cruel mistress.
(LAUGHS) So genius.
Did you only have a clear bag?
Oh yeah! Boys on tour!
A library. Why-- why is the pigeon in the library?
The rest is automated.
There's not really more to that.
Why would you use your own voice?
But the whole of the spaceship is white,
Well, exactly. I'm not clever,
It's... called the donut.
-(ALL CLAMORING) -JUDD: (AUTOMATED) Detach. Detach.
Concentrate on Deck Five.
MADS: Hey, Matt, this is Mads. Remember me?
-Go back! -PAUL: Ow!
Flood his inbox, so everyone send him a message.
Hit that baby!
Remember, weight is great. Okay?
-RYAN: Matt! Matt! -JUDD: Matt!
I have a beautiful voice.
I-- I am...
-It really was. -(NADIA SOBS)
This is basic shitting!
I was legitimately trying to help...
with a joke.
(SIGHS) All right.
Feels like I'm slapping wet concrete.
We're supposed to be looking for Matt!
I also love you, yellow princess.
There is a second button.
Go! Go, go, go!
Frank!
Why does the fusion drive need an antechamber?
back on Earth, people really hate you.
-Yeah. -Hmm.
-Why didn't I walk away? Iris! -That's real violence.
Uh, well, in order: hatred, yes, you,
Fuck you, God."
in case Captain Ryan's too crashy to dock the ship.