Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, haven't you heard? Don't you watch TV?

He's vanished. Thin air.

- Is the girl dead? - Yes!

You give me hope to carry on, but then you leave me in the lurch

It make the ganglia Twtich

- Stay put. All of ya. - Sure thing.

There are monkey boys in the facility.

And she's gone and that's about all there is, really, to say about that.

Dr Emilio Lizardo is a raving lunatic, Perfect Tommy.

And you tell him that it's John Whorfin calling.

Blacks... are on this planet!

They blasted through the Eighth Dimension in 1938 over in Grover's Mill.

Specific density is 2.5. Over.

It's your hand, Buckaroo.

Well, there it is, tyre tracks right up to a wall of rock.

living on a simultaneous plane of existence with our own.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

- Shoot it, Bubba. Shoot it! - I can't! It's jammed! It's jammed!

Gents... we're going to Yoyodyne.

Buckaroo, can you verify operational capability?

Dr Banzai replied "Vast chasms of hissing swamp, spurts of flame,

The crate they shoved in that van.

- Dad! Dad! Buckaroo's in trouble! - Say what?

- This is queer. Look. - What's up? What you got?

He's vanished. Thin air.

John O'Connor...

It's my guess that no human being has ever been inside the place.

Sounds like he's getting a little nervous.

You can see them now? Here?

I want an electromagnetic fuel reading from the launch.

so that future generations of Americans will...

- He's broken the sound barrier! - Mach 1.3.

I've got to bring John Bigbooté to work sometimes

and blow each other up in a burst of energy. Like a tiny big bang, like a... baby bang.

Sealed with a curse as sharp as a knife.

- Throttles and start levers? - Closed, off.

figured that if solid matter were mostly just empty space,

- Wait. Wait a minute. Wait. - Kill that spot. Kill it!

Hello! Buckaroo Banzai!?

You’re overthruster is shit

Sources close to the National Security Consortium have refused to comment.

Do not take to the floor.

- The whole top of the tree's squashed! - Do you think it up there?

If you are not inside the great vehicle itself, you have missed the boat.

We are getting a localised vibration of the drive train and a minor oil leak.

Then I guess the moment is upon us.

You are secure.

Coded. Calling all Blue Blaze irregulars in the Garden State.

It's Peggy to these eyes. It's the same nose. It's the same hair.

If there's one thing I hate, it's to be mistaken for somebody else.

Do you want a robot to cut into your brain?

We gotta have something for him. Try a new cipher.

- Like a big black flying dinosaur. - Dinosaur? It was purple.

- What the hell's phase two? - That's a big no-can-do.

- moving down over Connecticut. - From the jet car, do you think?

Ladies and gentlemen, Artie's Artery is proud to present for a single night only,

Tomorrow I'm goin' home with my overthruster

50 cylinder. There is an immediate fire hazard. Do you read?

Oh, the deuce you say.