Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, Stone. Speak.
It's a full-scale invasion. Mr. President, we're gonna need to get you to safety.
Oh, yeah. But it not coming from here.
-- Daddy! - Daddy!
Marsha!
This has got to look good. The whole world is watching.
And it's so perfect...
It's a school thing, like a tour.
adios me voy adios me voy
As soon as I get back to the base.
Be mine
...it is with a heavy heart...
Cedric. Neville.
-You leave, you're disgracing a hero. -I don't care. I'm gonna go get Grandma.
Ladies and gentlemen.
An advanced civilization is, by definition, not barbaric.
I want the Martians to be treated like foreign dignitaries.
May God rest his soul.
The president of France on line two.
Yes, I get to greet the Martian ambassador.
Yeah.
What are you guys gawking at? Get that president out of here!
That's right. Shh. Good girl. Yeah?
He just copped a feel.
Standard Terrorism Answer
...to find intelligent life in the solar system.
Maybe you've heard of me?
You're very graceful.
-I can't hear you! -Byron!
-Nancy had this in the library, didn't she? -Yes, indeed.
I got to go.
Hair looks good.
We're lost. He led us down a maze. I'm going back to the hotel.
We can get the public's opinion.
That's right, (SHUSHES) good girl. Yeah?
And I want the people to know...
From Hollywood, we bring you The Lawrence Welk Show.
-I hope so. -Army trains them good.
Kessler?
Girls, get out! Get out!
Peaceful liberals " protesting " Trumps victory!
Our love will come true
Mwah.
-You always get to the phone first. -So what?
No. Why you say that?
Comon Kid, I'm not that old
The Martians have attacked.
...play our anniversary...
Do we know they're warships?
...is to view our brand-new, state-of-the-art show room.
-I need a drink. -You and me both, baby.
Oh, ain't she cute?
Listen, this is big. President Dale is cutting into my show today.
You gave up pork.
Well?
Well, he's gone for a while.
Can we do interviews?
That's my Muffy.
Now we're passing through here.
Not terribly good, I'm afraid.
Hello, Maurice.
Don't run we are your friends
For dark is the suede that mows like a harvest.
Yes, sir. I can have my troops there at 0800 hours, sir.
-We better get out. -You know how to fly a plane?
You wouldn't believe the pressure of my job.
-Nice shot. -Yeah, pity I was too late.
We have to nuke them. We have to nuke them now!
-Should I get Grandma? -Forget Grandma.
Keep your voice down.