Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[man gasps] It's Luda.
You're a terrible shot. They made you a cartographer for a reason.
I told you, those were not our orders.
But it's all right, because I do.
[Kirigan] Yes.
[clears throat]
If you cut me down, my men have orders to spare no one inside.
That there are no others like us.
I know what it means to be an outsider struggling to survive.
The light was hers.
No.
Your hair will gray.
-How many? -Too many.
[Inej groaning and breathing heavily]
I have no army to fight yours,
No! You said you wouldn't hurt him!
Submit to me!
Some people from the winter fete.
It…
there's nothing else you want to say to me?
I know.
Where is Baghra?
-And the Queen? -Confined to her quarters.
Then you will die. Like he did.
The Little Palace hasn't been the same without you.
No mourners.
I'm fantastic.
[Alina shivering]
[mouthing]
It's not safe out here.
Oh.
and that he'd never let you go back, but…
[Alina] Mal!
[grunts]
I never intended for it to be the blight it's become.