Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[mutineers grow louder]
[Jérôme panting heavily]
I don't have much time. A few days or weeks, maybe.
Olek! The bodies, throw them over.
Are you all right?
The child.
Mother, the boy isn't here.
-Hey! -No!
I also can't get hard when I'm on it.
That this boy is evil.
The compasses are working again.
Maybe the same thing happened on the Prometheus.
-[crew members clamor] -[man] You see him?
What was that?
[footsteps passing by rapidly]
Let's hide there at the bar!
[gunshot]
[thunder rumbles]
Maybe God did give you a gift.
That's all.
[moody, mysterious outro music plays]
If you're lying to us, I swear…
♪ Baby, take my hand ♪
You want to know what this is?
What was I thinking, my friend?
What was I thinking?
It's not his fault that people are dying.
[tense percussive music plays]
[door closes]
Because I know you don't care if I live or die.
[mutineers shout, murmur]
[crowd murmuring]
[shuddering gasp]