Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's potassium bromide.
Start up the engines.
[glitchy audio burst]
No. No, no, no. What are you doing?
[man] Hey! You four!
[bell rings]
It's either that or die out here.
[tense percussive music plays]
There'll be supply units here soon.
[unsettling music swells]
Here. That's your name.
We just want the kid.
Hey!
I mean it.
Don't get us into trouble.
I won't stand by and let Satan win.
We scanned the whole horizon.
In your room, now. Hurry up!
[Iben] Where's the boy?
that the devil…
Of course I haven't. They don't exist.
a message over telegraph.
[all murmur in shock]
[clamoring in distance]
Get in there!
I think the company wanted us to sink it
Open the door.