Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[ Man Narrating ] Last week, as you recall, a blistering wave of heat...

I don't intend to.

Maybe he buried the fuel cell here.

Dr. Smith and I are friends.

- When's the last time you checked the storage tank? - Last night.

DANGER, HEATHER PONTIUS! DANGER!

Dr. Smith, don't eat it!

- How long's he gonna keep that up? - It's not just Dr. Smith.

- Maureen? - I'm right here, John.

Caught like a mouse with a piece of poisoned cheese.

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.

Is there gonna be a storm?

- That's crazy, Smith. - Is it?

Well, maybe he didn't realize the full seriousness of what he was doing.

This is your revenge on me for using your drinking water to take a shower!

[ Wind Gusting ]

Most of them are really very nice when they're not collecting.

Now, we want you to come back to the ship with us.

But Smith the victim, he's in a state of shock.

All right, let's go.

Did you say... poison?

Shoulder pack, shaving articles. That's a good sign.

- What'd you do that for? - That's an old tape he made weeks ago...

Well, I don't like to speak ill of him, but...

Fact or prediction?

I don't hear him moaning anymore. Do you think that he's--

[ Loud Rumbling ]

It was lying right here on this table.

- How much do we have in the tank? - Practically nothing.

Don't you think we should tell Dad about it?

Not here, unless he found some way to perform...

Signed, Zachary Smith.

You'd need a distilling plant as big as a refinery to get anything drinkable out of this.

Obviously, the effect of simple H20 on my system.

No one to talk to face to face, unless I squat.

Now, in this heat that could be dangerous.