Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pods.
That little boy, where did he go?
Mum.
Get away from the kid!
What's wrong?
Try to be good servants.
I have a suggestion for you.
Me and my vardies have just pollinated three miles of wheat.
- Er, there should be a ladder. - Got it.
That's what the badges are meant to communicate.
We can't blow up the city.
Travel into the past, there's got to be rules.
It's right here.
The fisherman said,
How would massacring hundreds of people make me happy?
Tiny robots.
Yeah, but it's proper this time.
Because I can't figure out why it happened last time.
A long time ago, a thing happened.
You brought the vardi here.
I re-initialised the entire command structure
Okay, I suppose I owe you an explanation.
Did I say I didn't love it?
A penguin with his arse on fire.
In fact, the fisherman wished that he hadn't wished the first two wishes.
Your oath, sir.
Here it comes.
Let's not ask them.
- as... - Compost.
Where did you come from?
Mum is dead.
The fisherman had one wish left. What do you think he wished for?
This is going to be a stroll in the park.
Hello, is someone there?
Do you know what this building is made of?
Well, look.
I can see you're worried.
Hey, Goodthing. I'm coming back in.
- Where am I going? - You are staying here.
We have been fitted with some kind of communication device.
I've been out since second sunrise.
The problem is magic haddock, like robots,
In the future, we don't eat living things, we eat algae.
Er, what good's smiling?
No one ever thought about the opposite.
We're just too early.
Good old, universally-compatible
Not bad, not good, just different.
It's like it wants to get blown up.
Now they're all gonna leave the ship
Oh, yours isn't blank. It's got a face on the back.
I'm smiling.
On you go, then.
All I got to do is back the flow into the calorimeter and run.
The creature will be fed.
I've bumped into a few of them over the years.
"How would massacring hundreds of people make me happy?" Smiley face.
You're not supposed to go off-world unless it's an emergency.
Pure, soaring optimism.
The king sent 100 gold pieces in recognition of his heroic death.
It knew I was starving.
What the hell did you do?
- Where's everyone? - Oh, no, no, no, no.
But the vardi are smart.
Because the vardi think different.
Satisfaction.