Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shoulder pack, shaving articles. That's a good sign.
Most of them are really very nice when they're not collecting.
You're right.
[ Wind Gusting ]
I don't hear him moaning anymore. Do you think that he's--
- How much do we have in the tank? - Practically nothing.
- Maureen? - I'm right here, John.
Not here, unless he found some way to perform...
No one to talk to face to face, unless I squat.
Now, we want you to come back to the ship with us.
Dr. Smith, don't eat it!
Wait. Hold it.
[ Loud Rumbling ]
Caught like a mouse with a piece of poisoned cheese.
Is there gonna be a storm?
- When's the last time you checked the storage tank? - Last night.
But Smith the victim, he's in a state of shock.
This is your revenge on me for using your drinking water to take a shower!
[ Sobbing ]
- What'd you do that for? - That's an old tape he made weeks ago...
Dr. Smith?
Maybe he buried the fuel cell here.
Don't you think we should tell Dad about it?
It was lying right here on this table.
Well, I don't like to speak ill of him, but...
I don't intend to.
Sit down, Khari, and don't even get up. Khari, leave Milani alone, you're making her cry. Khari (Tiana's son), sit down. Milani (Imani's child) is crying, stop crying, Milani.
Well, maybe he didn't realize the full seriousness of what he was doing.
All right, let's go.
Now, in this heat that could be dangerous.
- How long's he gonna keep that up? - It's not just Dr. Smith.
You'd need a distilling plant as big as a refinery to get anything drinkable out of this.
No!
Dr. Smith and I are friends.
[ Man Narrating ] Last week, as you recall, a blistering wave of heat...
Did you say... poison?
- That's crazy, Smith. - Is it?
Oh, Dr. Smith.
DANGER, HEATHER PONTIUS! DANGER!
Signed, Zachary Smith.
Obviously, the effect of simple H20 on my system.
Fact or prediction?