Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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