Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How long do the storms usually last?
We're heading back.
DANIELS: Oh, my God! ORAM: Karine! Hold on!
TENNESSEE: How long's that gonna take?
LOPE: Let's go! Move it!
As your second, I need to protest.
(LOPE GRUNTS)
(HUMMING)
David, I met the devil when I was a child...
[continues crying]
Just stay here. I'm gonna get Oram.
Faris, please. Open up!
Let them work!
Why are you on a colonization mission, Walter?
Listen to me.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
(SIGHS)
get them to launch as soon as they can.
Well done, Tee.
Planet number four.
I can see why Walter thought so much of you.
Bring me the tea
DRAM: Yeah.
RICKS: Good to disengage.
P-three.
(SCREECHING) No!
You look good. What?
Like so.
If you created me...
High likelihood of a living biosphere.
On the underside of the ship.
Don't tell me to fucking calm down!
(BEEP S)
MOTHER: Emergency.
(PANICKED CHATTERING)
RICKS: I'm giving you plasma intermix on all engines.
Really?
Captain Daniels, please report to the Med Bay.
DRAM: Let's let her rip.
Strip the extra weight? UPWORTH: Yeah.
I think we found our source.
We might have a spot for a colony right here.
Let me the fuck out!
DANIELS: Through here.
TENNESSEE; Hold tight! Hold tight!
The cabin on the lake.
I'm gonna try and torch the fucker.
May we remember them.
to get to Origae-6?
(SCREAMING)
Wagner.
It trusted me.
ORAM: ls there audio, Mother?
DAVID: (AS WALTER) This is colony ship Covenant,
This might be a good place to start
It's not long now. We're almost there.
MOTHER: Barometric pressure, 15.4 PSI.
You know that's not possible.
MOTHER: Attention.
Either kill them outright...
Tennessee? Ricks?
(SNIFFLES) Sorry I'm late, sir.
Did he say, "We have casualties"?
(GASPS SOFTLY)
I beg your pardon?
(GUNSHOT)
Perfectly safe, I assure you.
ROSENTHAL: Come on, Captain. We gotta keep moving.
Get out!
Walter, how far do we have to go?
I am your father.
This was gonna be our new home.
Yes.
(CREW GRUNTING)
Jesus.
(ALARM BLARING)
MOTHER". (3-62, open.
I've reoriented the transmission,
B-47, B-45, and B-43 closed.
Hold it!
Covenant?
UPWORTH: Looking gorgeous from up here, Faris.
Shit! Hold on!
Stay the fuck away!
(WHIMPERING)
ANDROIDI Alive.
Weeks.
Captain Daniels, please report to the Med Bay.
DANIELS: Oh, my God.
Expect to hit exosphere in five.
Lope, there's nothing you can do.
(SOFTLY) Walter.
Don't touch anything!
Covenant, some 'm.
Hey, you ever done a Lander drop before?
There's no way to deteot spontaneous stellar flares...
The cab is space-worthy. It'll take the stresses.
(SCREAMING)
When we get to where we're going...
Walter, seal all doors behind us
(PLAYING NOTES)
And you and I, son...
and we can get this party started.
I know better.
KARINE: Come on.
But old, very old.
Tennessee, you need to stop this.
ROSENTHAL: Ankor, no!