Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[grunts]
Uh, you used to go on and on about Skeletor.
[low rumbling, stone grinding]
You traitorous trout!
[grunts]
Something fishy about that guy.
uh, not much fun,
His command of the sea can still help us.
[energy crackling]
I beg your forgiveness.
I appreciate the intention, little guy,
Just this one last time.
You're too sick to even walk.
I'll be good.
good friends and happy memories.
So did I.
I was born to rule.