Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [model shatters] - Not the 'Gazer!
Yeah!
No, you're the older, cornier version of me.
How about something a little more interesting?
They'll never find me.
The Doctor didn't spend seven years in the Delta Quadrant
some long-term memories stuck in the buffer.
[laughs]
This is our garage, man.
Wow.
Probably useless stuff like when you called the captain "Mom."
PETRA: See more where that came from, kid.
We can replicate you another one. You don't have to...
Ooh, baby. [laughs]
Help! I think an anaphasic alien took over my body.
BOIMLER: Ah, [bleep] off!
Oh, but we did more than mess around.
But with Commander Ransom there,
Vulcan inverters, quad engines,
- up your ass. - Mariner, don't.
Yeah, right.
You're not going anywhere until we figure this out.
RED RUTHERFORD: Man, this is gonna be too easy.
The only thing you two collect is dust.
They wanted to make us wait until we graduated
Ha.
Ah, my [bleep] head.
What are you doing?
but they're in the California-class...
I haven't slept in a week.
Yeah, I have to. Ransom's got it out for me.
No, thank you.
Yep, now we're both stuck in a blank white void.
- [alarm blares] - Oh, [bleep].
Holy moly.