Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Taarak the Defender? His race is dead.
-What must I do? -Satisfy my appetites.
You will go with him to the queen's castle and steal the Loc-Nar.
As for me, I put it down as a two-day ride with one hell of a tip.
The rising moon climaxes our love, Den.
As for the theories of interference by alien beings...
What'd they do that for?
Look at me.
...always tend to feel guilty.
Unless you count all the times he sold dope disguised as a nun.
I got an angle.
I am the sum of all evils.
The one who dared to steal the female sacrifice from the queen.
I read in Faraday's Life of the Planets that smaller ones like this...
I'll do it for 20 bucks.
And the spirit of Taarna is transferred across the universe...
Can I slit his throat, Your Majesty?
Are you from around here?
...22 counts of piracy in high space...
There's something or someone up there in space...
Hanging's too good for him. Burning's too good for him! He should be torn into little bitsy pieces and buried alive!
Now they're even talking about letting in lowlifes from other planets too.
Father!
I knew she was gonna be nothing but trouble.
They cannot defend anyone.
...and I was giving this broad the stars and stripes forever.
The girl. Had to be her.
No!
Who's gonna pay for the dry cleaning?
He's nothing but a low-down, double-dealing...
Very reassuring, very reassuring.
Oh, nice job.
Good luck, Den.
...and one moving violation.
Don't play dumb with me, cabby. You showed up at the station...
But first, I had to ditch a couple assholes.
It all started when I found the green meteorite.
I was experimenting with natural electricity...
...I demand you come forth, Ullatec!
But the most we can hope for is to get you buried in secrecy...
To defend, this is the pact.
Him.
Good.
Have her bound and washed.
But here, I'm Den.
...are the only intelligent, technically advanced civilization...
You know, even though she would've killed me, I kind of felt sorry for her.
It's worth a fortune, especially to the Venusians.
My name is Katherine Wells, and I'm from the British colony of Gibraltar.
Even in death, my powers continue.
Stop. End message.
Doesn't talk much, does she?
Look, we're different, okay? Let's leave it at that.
From one war to another, my influence is always present.
There they are.