Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, fella, in you go. [groans]
Whoa.
You got this. You're a king.
No! Come on, leave me be!
It's so embarrassing.
I know when I'm feeling scared, the best thing you can do
No, uh-uh. No, no way.
Just connect me to an engineering conduit.
-Help! Help! Help! - Crabs.
Rude. Aah! Help me, Bradward! Where is she taking me?
You fool! You trusted me! [laughs]
As such, I must call upon the aid
- Was I too late? - No! I needed more time to warm up!
Now, how are those different from regular phasers?
Just plug me in.
You're too late.
at the Daystrom Institute. Ransom?
You plugged me into the navigation console!
I could whip up a sonic shower. Wouldn't that feel splendid?
- BILLUPS: Yes! - RUTHERFORD: All right!
Come.
- Dang it. - I can contact help!
Give him to me.
- Ooh, yes. - Uh.
[gasps] Ensign?
BILLUPS: Okay, team.
- Ah... - Hey, cheer up.
if I hadn't told you to get out of your comfort zone,
I was just looking out for you.
that trust and friendship are better than manipulation.
I am freed.
This is a new low, Mother.
we hit a gravimetric shear.
Mariner, don't engage. Remember?
Oh. What's going on? Are we still stranded?
AGIMUS: You are too late!