Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I would like very much to apologize to your family as well.

You don't have the look of someone to whom things happen by accident.

I see you planted the sapling.

-[Dwarf commands in Khuzdul] -[Dwarves grunt]

-No! Don't! Don't! Please! -[indistinct shouting echoing]

[raspy breathing]

The heart of many an Elf.

True creation requires sacrifice.

[both grunting]

Úrë... Mana...

It's when we sing to the stone.

A workforce greater than any ever assembled.

[Dwarves cheering]

I doubt we shall find safety until we make landfall.

The ground here is tetchy. Always has been.

[latch opening]

[flies buzzing]

Able to birth a flame as hot as a dragon's tongue,

[Dwarves chanting in unison]

Not to mention, Elves don't fall from the sky.

-Because I can't. -Because you won't.

Because rather than rest in glory, I chose to seek out

What seems to be the difficulty?

Mana... Mana...

Strange, isn't it?

Far below his purview, mind you.

-[thudding] -Stupid, bastard mice!

You think too much of their kind.

Looks can be deceiving.

will be our fault.

and anything bad that happens the next three seasons

And where to leave the mountain untouched.

I thought I could, but I'm sorry.

-This isn't an adventure. -What's that supposed to mean?

And Crookfinger Lake's always seepin' vapors.

A life you missed.