Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come.
Then the lights came on. Talk about embarrassing.
Hell, my constituents are turning green.
Give me a break!
All I needed was a little juice.
Now he's dead.
We must fight.
-Yes? -Goodbye.
There was only one problem.
But somehow, hey, this dame got to me.
Help me! Please!
...because you are the future who could destroy me.
We're hit pretty bad, Skip.
Mount the bats!
In the halls, quickly. We must do something.
I represent a group of investors from a nearby planet...
Here is your sacrifice.
The Loc-Nar.
Oh, great. I've been programmed to be fully proficient in sexual activities.
I already have a boyfriend, but....
...and voters have a right to know about it.
Please, the green radiations from space....
But I don't understand. We laugh together...
If you refuse, you die, she dies, everybody dies.
Well, you may not believe this, but I'm from another world...
You think you can do better? Punk.
Scum center of the world.
...by the possessor of the sacred Loc-Nar.
...and with the storm warnings up, I figured tonight I'd hit the jackpot.
Normally, my rule's don't get involved.
I didn't know whether to believe her or not.
She was okay, just a little greedy.
And he's never done anything illegal--
Hey, look. A new one.
...so your grave don't get violated.
Don't hold your breath, pal.
Or maybe she wants to take us all on.
In fact, Dr. Anrak has just come in, so let's hear what he has to say.