Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[shouts]
The starfall.
[Gerda singing] Rich crone, kiss the stone Polish your gems and gold
[Orc 2] He's not here!
[Galadriel] Your people have no king, for you are him.
[gasps]
May Númenor's strength arise in thee.
[King Durin] Perhaps he sensed that it was you who was hiding something.
[Prince Durin breathing heavily]
As specie, it might be dearer than gold.
But then, one night, it struck me
Your father was loyal to the Elvish ways.
I have a message. From the one who commands our enemy.
That is why, tomorrow, I will announce that you are gone.
When I was young.
There is nothing to forgive.
[screaming]
The virtue you speak of was your ancestors' loyalty to the Elves.
You vex me, Elf.
The other six either lost or hidden.
-[grunting] -You could.
Don't be such a soft-belly.
[clanking]
My troubles have been too hard-won.
Elrond, I was hopeful you might be able to settle something.
Rowan, the tavern.
like a colt in full gallop...
[Orcs growling]
Rowan! Where's Theo?
[Pharazôn] My friends...
[guard 2] Search every alley.
What do you call this miracle ore?
a crowd he can't turn, a favor he isn't owed...
What do you mean "backing"?
[seabirds cawing]
I did everything I was supposed to do to earn it. And what did you do?
but that of faith.
if he's gone to a chasm that takes two full days to descend to?
before Sauron claims their lands for his own.
Sometimes our island just needs a stretch.
Workers who don't sleep,
Hush now. We better keep our pipes down.
Sometimes, in anger most of all.
Dwarven anger outlives even Elven memory.
You're not cutting my rations.
that you'd do well to identify what it is that your opponent most fears.
Then it is time for truth between us.
Has it ever occurred to you that you're not battling trolls or Orcs,
[Disa] Gerda, stop hitting your brother!
Elves and Dwarves working together. Remarkable.
Avoiding this war may be the very thing that brings about your downfall.
Then I fear I have no choice
[Elrond] When I came upon him in the forest,
[Vrath] Oi! I found it!
I swear that Elven hands will never take Númenor's helm.
Or disappointed by the countless ways I'd failed to live up to it?
Why do the Orcs call you Father?
Not all Númenor.
Give him time.
I'd forgotten that until... Till this moment.