Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When he shakes his mane...
Beyond these woods' I'm a prince.
Listen' I'm sorry.
I regret that I must withdraw' for a tail is the honor and glory of a mouse.
Kill him!
Move it!
Assemble on that bank!
After all...
- It's a trick! - At least hear him out!
Probably.
Archers!
They are much too noble for that.
Now' go.
Won't be watching the stars tonight, my prince.
I am not the one who abandoned Narnia.
You people have no imagination.
Thank you.
What's that supposed to mean?
- Well done' lads. - Move it faster, mate. Too slow!
He was there. He wanted us to follow him.
- Did they do something wrong? - Ouite the opposite' dear one.
Now we get to it.
And together,
How could you?
Pick a target!
- Peter! - Our troops are just outside! Come on!
I wish he'd just given me some sort of proof.
This bread is so stale.
...how many men were killed
Thank you... my dear little friend.
No. No' I mean...
Well' then you should have little to fear.
- Ouiet' Lu. - Something pinched me!
But while we've been bickering amongst ourselves...
Yeu people have no imagination.
They're real?
Yeu think people would know a badger when they saw one.
Now!
Means we don't have to kill you ourselves.
Just one.
- But we have the advantage here! - If we dig in'
- What are you doing? - I should think it's obvious' dear.
that Narnia was never right except when a Son of Adam was king.
I didn't help you escape just so you could break back in.
because he did not have an heir of his own.
No. I said I'd take care of him.
Peter! It's too late. We have to call it oft while we can.
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA LADY AND THE TRAMP NOW
She got through... with a little help.
...but it's all right.
- Don't you see? - What?
I will accept the ofter.
...how many men did you lose?
Accountable...
Then how do you explain your injuries?
Which of you superstitious old women wants to spend the night in a cell?
Can't be.