Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You expect me to swat his hand away
[Sadoc] We'll go to market with that crop, won't we?
Pity's sake, Brandyfoot.
[sniffling]
Envinyata!
[indistinct chatter]
[Valandil coughing]
Your mother included.
Envinyata...
Or put steel down their throats!
Once, it would be grand if you weren't right all the time.
[both laughing]
[Waldreg] Hail Adar, Lord of the Southlands!
[both panting, grunting]
[sighs]
[chattering]
-[Isildur grunts] -[Queen Míriel] No!
I'll have the healers gather what provisions they can.
And my husband.
[sniffles]
[Valandil] Isildur!
the Elves are prepared to furnish this city
Where will you go?
On your feet now, girl. Stand up. Help me gather what we can.
Can he ride?
I see.
[sighing]
Upon that autumn day
I'm certain of it.
he crafted us of two elements.
[Galadriel] To make this their home.
Invoke your mother's memory
[horse grunts]
we face it,
My great-grand used to speak of mountains to the south that could spit fire-rock.
Keep it... Soldier.
[sighs]
[Nori] And at the first blush of the oak leaves,
I wasn't lyin'. It will be all right.
My sweet girls! My babies!
Adar! Adar!
[Largo] Can you believe it, Nori?
-King Durin, there is a... -[shouts] Enough!
[gasps]
[gasping]
[clinking]
And one night,
[grunting] Where's Ontamo? Ontamo was with me.