Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'd be wealthier than the whole Merchant Council.
[chuckles] Pekka Rollins.
They can't keep best friends apart for too long.
Just some records of the western coast line,
-The Orchid. -That's right.
It was made hundreds of years ago by that crazy Grisha…
-[thunder rumbling] -Private security.
so some of you will be assigned.
How?
[man 1] She grew up here. Come on!
-Look, Grisha women scare me. Okay? -[chuckles]
And you're not in Pekka's pocket anymore if you don't owe him.
What kind of event?
I could shoot you in the foot.
The Grisha will tell us.
The north want our Grisha dead,
Well, of course, certain death pays a million.
[creature growling]
[woman] You can get arrested for that.
That's my remedy.
[inhales deeply]
I'll be back before you know it.
So here's the deal.
Ugh. Grisha.
It stretches all the way north to the Fjerdan border.
Perfect.
[creature shrieking]
[Dreesen] I know an expedition was swarmed by volcra.
The prize is one million kruge.
Yes! Yes!
Mal. He isn't afraid of anything.