Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Now what? - Who are they?
He is off course. This is Chase One. Over.
Aha, I see. That's what I was wondering about.
it disagrees with all the standard pictures.
OK, you ask your dad, I'll wash up.
Bigbooty! Go down to the pit. Kill the girl!
John Small Berries? It's a joke. Maybe that's what Buckaroo was talking about.
- There's somethin' over there. - Where?
Why don't you just go away and let me rot?
What the hell is going on here, Bigboot? Where's my bomber?
and fire a particle-beam weapon from your airspace
John Emdall must die.
my comrades are at this very moment taking up a geostationary position
HB 88, this is control. IMU alignment in progress.
- When? - Real soon!
Even though I was never inside that mountain.
46 Yoyodyne employees, Grover's Mill, New Jersey,
No, no, no, no, it's a formula. It's an antidote of some kind.
Lectroids from Planet Ten?
Buckaroo Banzai. It's the latest issue.
Penny.
He's headed for the mountains!
- All right, I'll tell you what... - Hey, Scooter! Fall in.
You have a point there.
But it's a very bad design.
Bigbooty? Of course it's me, you fool! Who do you think?
We show electrical-field aberrations on the windshield.
I've had enough of you, Penny Priddy!
to make a fool of himself.
To get her and it back in one piece.
Time? I got nothing but time.
Any falsehood triggers a brutal charge
What do you mean? You serious? Do you have an opening?
Electric beam is fine, Lord Whorfin.
If you fail, we will be forced to help you destroy yourselves.
all the surveillance satellite communication jammed.
as they really are, as I've been seeing them since yesterday - as Lectroids.
Your whole planet is gonna be destroyed and you sit here wasting time?
Did you tell Penny that Buckaroo's looking for her?
Everybody's safe and sound.
I'm glad someone has the balls to face facts.
Careful.
Feet, do your stuff!
Looks like a gun.
This is Chase One. We got his tracks. They go right up to a wall of rock.
Hello, Doc. Who are we today? Albert Einstein?
You're on the clock. Let's saddle up, huh?
Rawhide, come in. Rawhide.
Hey, Banzai.
"In The Words of Thomas Hornbeck..."Laugh While You Can Monkey Boy Hess"
We've no choice, then.
You give me that gizmo
Lithium is no longer available on credit.
Let's just go back upstairs to my office.
no matter where you go... there you are.
- Buckaroo. - Pinky.
We are in pursuit. He is gaining. Over.
HB 88, this is control. We see you. Welcome home. Over.
- You... you OK? - Yeah. Just let me catch my breath.
It's Bigbooty.
Holy Toledo!
Take him to the shock tower.
- Who the hell is that? - Explosive, what are you saying man?
Go find something to crack it open.
Work. Work. Work.
"Penny. Did you say Peggy?"
I'm headed downstairs. Keep everybody calm.
Come in.
I got my own help on the way. Now, that's an order.
Just once.
Nah, it's a toy.
NORAD and the Strategic Space Command. I want some hard data on that cloud.
John O'Connor! Install my overthruster!
Antigravity inertia reversal crosscheck.
And his hair... his hair is all disappeared.
The rest of this rock is actually empty space.
Somebody's playing games. This is statistically impossible.