Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

MARC: The other gods? What about them?

It looks like they're already inside.

Sorcerers of their time. They've been down here for centuries.

(SOFTLY) I was there. Yeah, I was there.

"No tree can ascend to the light of heaven if it doesn't descend

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING)

But that deal didn't involve you getting Layla and us killed, did it?

-LAYLA: That's the eye of Horus. -Yeah.

feel it necessary to be just so condescending?

He is in agony.

Yeah, no more you, I thought. It's what you said, isn't it?

I think we're looking at the long-lost tomb

Well, at least now we know what happened to poor Montalban.

If you're gonna go through with this, you gotta be smart, for Layla's sake.

-Yeah. I get that. -That's more of a "you" thing, isn't it?

You're all right. Come on. Come on.

What? Being... Honesty?

Well, it's not such a bad way to go, is it?

-How's it looking? -It's looking amazing.

All right, Rosser. It's all right. Those old bones can't hurt you.

First one in. Tomb fit for a pharaoh.

Um, just a minute. Just a minute.

(CHANTING IN ANCIENT LANGUAGE)

LAYLA: Why do all men like you

Pupil, sight, obviously. This point here is, uh, hearing.

MARC: Well, you should be.

LAYLA: We can't lose more time. Harrow must be headed back to the tomb.