Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think you all ought to know that I am here on official business.

[Summerisle] 'Perhaps it's just as well that you won't be here

Broad beans, in their natural state, aren't usually turquoise, are they?

Principally, we persuaded you to think

accept our sacrifice and make our blossoms fruit.

- ♪ As does the part that lies between - ♪ Her left toe

♪ Among the rigs of barley

- I'd like my supper now, please. - It won't be long, Sergeant.

- Yes? - [Howie] Take those masks off!

I must say, you are a gallant fellow, Sergeant.

to whose glory churches and monasteries have been built

I am a Christian,

[Piano string breaks and whines]

I'd like to see your index of deaths, please.

I thought you were gonna come and see me last night.

Only as a comparative religion.

a holy sacrifice will be offered up jointly to Nuada,

Oh god! Oh jesus christ!

for the childish imagination.

This is our Myrtle. She was nine last Thursday.

How did she die?

♪ Beneath the moon's unclouded light

Here's your sweet for being a brave girl. Which one would you like?

♪ And from that grave there grew...

What attracted my grandfather to the island,

- Oh. - Hello, Myrtle.

Perhaps it's just as well that you won't be here tomorrow,

♪ I'll not forget that happy night

[Howie] Then who is she?

We can escape through the cave. I know the way.

Missing? My daughter?

♪ Gently Johnny, my jingle-o... ♪

I would like to speak to you outside, Sergeant.

I suspect murder and conspiracy to murder.

- Aye. You do have a daughter? - Yes.

[Echoes resound]

You'll simply never understand the true nature of sacrifice.

♪ And corn rigs are bonnie

Here you are, you can fill in the ears in grey.

Broome, would you kindly show the Sergeant out?

[All] Mighty god of the sun, bountiful goddess of our orchards...

Cut some capers, man. Use your bladder!

Lovely March hares. Can I help you?

that which also I delivered onto you.

We carry death out of the village!

A missing child is always trouble.

I don't like to use it on him, really.

Do sit down, Sergeant.

Myrtle, do you, erm... do you know Rowan?

Cheer up! Cyber security isn't everything in life you know.

- His lordship is expecting you, sir. - Expecting me?

[Conversation and music stop]

and the warm Gulf Stream that surrounded it.

Directed by Nicj

Rowan, darling! Come on, now.

- I've got to try and get you away. - [Rowan] Hurry, please.

Casting by Christian Kaplan, CSA

the most acceptable sacrifice that lies in our power.

I’ve done a poo

♪ In my purse

What's the matter with you, MacGreagor? You call that dancing?

John Barleycorn.

Well, no, not exactly. Erm...

The blossom came, but the fruit withered and died on the bough.

What's the matter, Mr MacGreagor?

Rachel and Benjamin...

- Just give me a glass of whiskey! - No wonder he's worn out.

the farmhouse soup, the potatoes, broad beans, all come out of a can.

"'who canters at the head of the procession, charging at the girls.

[Summerisle] Chop! [All] Chop! Chop! Chop!