Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[breathing heavily]

I held you to the firelight,

[King Durin echoing] Seal it up.

[gate whirring]

It's just beyond this rise.

You know, Malva, just once...

and timber from the elder forests of Eriador for the next five centuries.

[Galadriel] Númenor set their camp upon that ridgeline,

[Isildur coughing]

[Poppy singing] ...floated down it So loudly she did wail

-I'm all... -[Marigold sobs]

This is not over.

-[fire blazing] -[Harfoots exclaiming]

[blowing gently]

What kind of father would I be

[Nori] Should've just stayed on-trail.

-Or called him a fool. -Yeah.

Don't lie to her, Largo. She's too old for that now.

Perhaps on days such as this,

[wind whooshing]

'Cause all I can tell you is,

[breathing raspily]

to help the Elves cheat death.

Arondir. My friends. My...

[Orcs grunting]

[wind whooshing]

[arrow whooshes]

You did not intend for this to happen.

The rock that lives within us hungers for the eternal,

[all shouting] Strength to the Southlands! Strength to the Southlands!

That all things must one day be consumed...

kept your chin up all night long.

[wind whistling]

[breathing heavily]

-Lice-bearded, uncaring, old fool! -[clanking]

[man shouts in distance]

To save the men of the Southlands.

Off to bed, Nori.

[horse screaming]

[Prince Durin chuckles]

[Queen Míriel] Over here. This way.

Not much for diggin' jewels.