Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-What's happening? -They're not telling us a thing.
♪ Thoughts are free ♪
[knocking at door]
What's wrong with that ship? Tell me!
I didn't only hear her, I saw her!
[chuckles]
[flames rushing]
Reckon they're dead?
Captain.
[Tove] Krester?
Oh, really?
[singer vocalizing]
It's none of my business,
[door opens]
[shaky breathing]
Do you know what your calling is?
I should leave.
They're not going to sit still and just let it happen.
You're part of the ship's crew?
How many people are on the Kerberos?
[Maura] You don't understand.
Nobody except that boy?
[high-pitched, mysterious tones playing]
they have their own prison.
[mysterious music playing]
[eerily jaunty German folk song resumes]
My brother.
[uneasy music continues]
Go annoy Tove, okay?
like Mother and Father.
[door closes]
Come.
For God's sake, Ramiro.
Nina!
That's what you get when you have a bloody German running this shit show.