Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Attack.
My pleasure.
We are notyour enemy.
Look at her that way again, and she will be the last thing you ever see.
We won't win this with stakes, or spells, or pulling out some uranium power core.
- But the monks found it first. - Yes, and hid it with their magics.
See howfastyou can hitch a ride with a flaming thumb.
But there's a bright side.
It's coming. The signs are in alignment. Soon victory will be in our grasp.
Unimaginable legions will perish, including everyone here.
Just pack whatever supplies we need and we're gone.
A truck hit her.
I will not let anyone tell me...
What I've always admired.
It's the most amazing thing anyone's ever done for me.
That's not what she meant.
Let's find out.
to destroy it before its wrath could be unleashed.
What about wheels? I don't think everybody'll fit in the Xandermobile.
I love you.
The only chance you had with me was when I was unconscious.
Careful.
What was I created for?
No. We stay, we die.
You.
Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the big scaredy runaway.
All right. Nobody goes home, nobody tells anybody we're leaving.
- Anyone hungry? - Snacks.
Dawn.
Running away?
Kill the man and the god dies.