Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[knocking at door]

But if you do, I'm looking for someone.

[unsettling choral vocalizations]

I was actually looking for you.

the moment I saw you.

Have we met before? You look somehow familiar.

Let me heat your dinner for you.

Your mother, she had it right.

♪ And you've not been hit ♪

[echoing] No! No!

[footsteps in distance]

We can't go back, and I can't go back.

[low, ominous chord plays]

We're not moving yet?

He's the only survivor. What other explanation could…

I told her when someone loves the sea,

[frantic pounding at door]

Have you ever lost someone?

Maybe he's the wolf.

Nobody can do that.

He's been missing for four months.

We should sink the ship.

♪ Bullets flying ♪

♪ Don't do anything at all ♪

It's not a given they would sell to the English

You don't look keen to go back either.

[overlapping agitated chatter]

-[boy yelps] -What happened on the Prometheus?

[low, mysterious voices whispering]