Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man] Really? Fascinating. Exquisite.
Our first experiment with the elf blood was inconclusive.
Looks like I picked the wrong day to wear sandals.
On the forearm, for whatever reason?
I'm not gonna hurt this little guy. I'm gonna leech the magic out of him.
[clucks then coughs]
[weakly] If I say no, will I seem less manly?
and you and I can look at each other and try not to laugh.
But the worst lies ahead!
Perhaps if I had more to work with...
If it's smooth jazz, I will destroy this place.
They need to prance and dance.
To starboard, man-eating sharks.
Enough rigmarole. Bring in the blushing groom.
Very well. I'm in.
My prince, may I give you one last kiss for good luck?
- It's not. - Don't be so negative.
Then we could join the search party
He's dead.
Elf defense? Try self-defense.
[distorted trumpet sound]
before spending the rest of your life with the boring, bossy me.
[loudly] What?
Look, in the distance! The lights of the kingdom!
Now let's see how fast we can forget it.
We'll scrub you right up, as clean as a child on his funeral day.
Whoa!
Uh, might we borrow this little man for a moment?
It'll be way out on the open seas where the only law is the law of no laws.