Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. But it must've been important to someone.
Though we may not have fancy armor,
(BOTH GRUNT)
(SPEAKING HINDI)
Yeah. You know what? Um...
Your skin is so dry. Are you again on one of your strange diets?
And whatever you do, don't let go. Go, go, go, go.
What I could remember of her, at least.
Come.
Just kidding. I've always wanted to say that.
Even your powers are made of it.
-(GLASS BREAKING) -(NAJMA GRUNTS)
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(DRUM MUSIC PLAYING)
-About the bangle... -That bangle belonged to my mother, Aisha.
(GUITAR STRUMMING)
they'll unleash their world onto ours.
-I'm here to warn you. -I'll distract them.
Train station? Why? Where are you going?
This whole time it was you and you didn't say anything?
I don't think I can eat.
-KAMALA: Wait. That's Hasan Nana? -Yes, and...
-Rukhsana, this is my daughter, Kamala. -Assalamualaikum, Auntie.
Go.
-What? -NAJMA: He made his choice.
-Kamala. -Nani.
Why should I protect those who betray me?
-I know what it means. -Yeah, I thought so.