Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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