Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You don't, you're dead. Understand?
The Loc-Nar.
Do you want to go steady? Gee, I don't know.
My power infests all times, all galaxies...
Thousand bucks a day for a full investigation...
You okay to land this thing?
Okay, sucker, hand over your cash.
...asking the same old stupid questions.
Then prepare to die.
I wanted to find out where they'd taken Katherine...
-What else is new? -Hey, you gonna let me in or what?
Taarna.
I promised him 35,000 zuleks to testify on my behalf.
Ullatec, now give me your power.
-Do you want to go steady? -Gee, I don't know.
...18 counts of fraud...
You've had your first lesson, young one.
Give me a neat break! Give me a neat break!
No!
Come with me.
-What is it? -It's some kind of green meteorite.
Hey, do we have any of that Plutonian nyborg left?
But the Taarakian race is dead...
-Hanover.... -He should be torn...
Meet female acquaintance at Statue of Liberty, 4:00.
What angle?