Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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