Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll drop you at the border, pick you up on the way out.
Go back in there.
I heard them Gobblers take you down to hell.
even though she loved you very much and...
The Magisterium not only seeks to control everyone in this world...
[Lyra gasping]
You'd come and get me too, wouldn't you?
Look, Pan, it's got loads of pictures round the edge.
A world much like ours in a parallel universe coexisting with our own.
And how has the exile...
[Yells]
- I'm sorry. - [Whimpering]
SERAFINA PEKKALA: There are many universes and many earths...
Mm.
[Men muttering]
ever since you left Jordan College, watchin' over you.
[Men screaming]
[Gasps]
the unworthy Iorek Byrnison, obtained a dæmon?
I know I would feel ashamed...
And look.
[Roaring]
do we not?
the air I breathe.
They gave me to him at Bolvangar. Mrs. Coulter did.
or you have a victory.
[All shouting]
The art wasjealously guarded.
But there is a way to stop it.
[Exclaims]
[Speaking Samoyed]
PANTALAIMON, WHISPERING: Don't worry. Iorek will come.
- [Roaring] - ASRIEL: Aargh!
Now, darling...
MASTER: Ahem. Mrs. Coulter.
[Rattling and hissing]
IOREK: Run, Lyra!
The Master of Jordan gave me this.
for you poisoned the old king...
Oh, Lord. Lee, when you gonna learn to mind your own business?
Can I go up in your ship?
you can even send him a photogram.
[Pantalaimon gasps]
Mmm.
[Roars]
Yeah.
We'll keep him safe in here.
You said you was gonna come and get me. You got me.
[Man shouts]
- [Window opens] - WOMAN: Lyra!
[Roaring]
And now I will take you to Bolvangar.
PANTALAIMON: Don't show it to them.
Why are they doing this?
За кого меня зовут Жан рено
What they done ain't right, I know.
Ragnar Sturlusson.
- [Cawing] - Reinforcements.
[Gasps and pants]
LYRA: Ice bears, Pan.
Well, I don't see why.
Well, if it's so good, then why don't you do it yourself?
- [Gunshot] - [Growls]
[Sniffing]
[Metal creaking and groaning]
Maybe we're supposed to go to that other world with my father and find out.
Most of the time, I ply my trade up in the sky.
[Screams]
- MAN: Set phase two. - Never, never!
♪ Oh, Lyra ♪
But we Gyptians...
- [Gasps] Don't leave me, Pan. - No! Stop!
I shall never understand.
[Gasps]
FARDER CORAM: Iorek Byrnison?
And I am an armoured bear.
We've got to stop them, Iorek.
Keep it that way.
Let me see you read it.
I will not have my niece slithering round like an alley cat.
...I can effect a crossing.
What are you gonna do?
LYRA: Iorek!
- 'Cause he needs my help, see. - [Whining]
This photogram was taken at the magnetic North Pole...
- I will serve you in your campaign-- - [Gasps]
[Screams]
Johann Gambolputty
Is that all...
But why would it--
[Chuckles] Not whose?
There's someone missing.
♪ Lyra ♪