Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you mean, no?
till even the seagulls won't eat you.
Roboto can reforge the sword, so he comes with us.
[indistinct conversation]
Motherboard demands a sacrifice be made of their fetid flesh!
[grunting and snuffling]
[theme music playing]
I said no more secrets,
It's the Sorceress, Dad.
It was the company I didn't care for.
I guess I am feeling a little under the weather.
to form an unholy alliance against you!
Not to mention the only Trollan
You're gonna pay for that.
know that it will be me, the Mer-Man,
But no!
Time to merge with Motherboard.
It's okay, Teela.
Who dares?!
you're all wet, Skeletor.