Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jotheb: My sleep cycle has been disturbed.
You're just going to go down there by yourself?
Maybe around the throat isn't a good idea.
Even if you can't, I'm following the same trajectory their shuttle did
Don't you tempt me, fluffy.
Order? I was offering a suggestion.
here's our four finalists in random order: "Cruel Runnings" "Classical Smash" "Car Washed" "Frogs Legs"
Let me show you.
The wound isn't cleansed until the blood flows clear.
They couldn't if they wanted to, and they don't want to, because they hate me!
It's out of range.
Our captors may be annoyed by escape attempts.
Our gauntlet is our food, our blood, our life.
Guess I'm not that kind of a guy.
[stomach growls]
Stop. I'm going!
Freeze!
Is nudity a taboo in your culture?
Oh, barely.
at least you weren't interracial. nope and we had to know it.
Ransom me if you want but all you'll get is me!
You didn't mean what you said. It was the gauntlet talking.
Move and you die.
( stomach growling ) ( continues grunting )
Oh, right.
You're in no condition to choose.
who's filling in for emily pillar-dalby? leann cowbriegh.
Where's the you-know-what?
No. He's not injured, but he's sleeping off the drug.
So why are you laughing?!
I want out.
No. No, you're not going anywhere near there.
Is that anywhere near here?
It's all right. I'll take them all on.
Don't even think about it.
Just-just drop it.
Your pardon.
trillions of silico-neurons suspended in a semi-organic crystalline matrix.
Therefore, Rygel is being moved via shuttle to a more secure location.
From now on, I am in charge.
I don't really know.
(beeps)
Correction, Pilot. Break orbit and take us away from this wretched planet.
That can be no one you knew.
If you need more rest...
Come on, let's get this guy out of here.
Pilot, are you sure those reconfigured sensors are working?
(clicking tongue): Oh...
Because we're not enemies.
am I to live or die?
Junk!
God help anyone who disrespects the queen
You are, therefore, owned by me, as are your subjects.
Zhaan?
Pilot: Zhaan?
is it charged?
Is there anybody out there who can hear me?
Now give me the oculars!
Hit? I...
Don't be afraid. We won't hurt you.
Stall him. Tell him there's a systems malfunction or something.
No...
It's gone, and so is Rygel.
Sorry.
I should be taller.
Would you listen?
We know almost nothing about the Tavloids.