Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We covered some ground.
[Snarling]
- It's a dæmon mirror, great king. - Hmm?
Ha ha, I'd be honored.
What is your name, child?
But while he is at Jordan, his proposal will be heard.
Of course not.
Don't, Billy.
[Bears growling]
PANTALAIMON WHISPERS: Gobblers!
- [Pantalaimon whimpering] - [Groaning]
[Lively chatter, traders calling]
Me too.
- [Whispers softly] - [Monkey breathes heavily]
- [Crashing] - [Gasps]
Кто посрал! Волочь блядь Кто посрал! Волочь блядь
Intercision isn't perfect yet...
War is the sea I swim in...
Um, any child who escapes from the facility...
We've always tried to acquaint you with the truth.
They keep things working by telling people what to do.
you're the first ice bear I ever met.
Crossin' this gate...
Ha ha. Are you ready?
Just don't mention it again.
He lost everything.
[Growls]
[Sighs deeply]
It ws Mrs. Coulter who took the Belacqua child...
Yeah, uh--ah.
He will be arrested for heresy and sentenced to death.
LYRA: Oh.
BILLY: What mother?
Fightin', probably.
Argh!
It's in the district office of the Magisterium.
I'll only be a moment, darling.
How--? Ah, yes. The Master.
Way I see it, there's no need for a dust-up.
that I reckon you're on...
They took Billy Costa away last week...
really quite surprising.
But I do not.
No, it isn't.
But you must defeat him in single combat.
- [Hisses] - LYRA: Hush, Pan.
Invisible, intangible, inaccessible!
Are those birds?
Now...
Iorek Byrnison's, Your Majesty.
They're takin' those children up North...
Iorek Byrnison, help me!
ROGER: Aaah! You'll never get me!
Yeah.
Paid work Paid work
IOREK: Flying to war.
So now all the clans are here...
[Inhales deeply] Oh, a wise person knows, Lyra...
Gyptians.
They've got plenty of that here.
♪ Every hope we will be with her ♪
[Gasps]
I wnt to know if you can tell me...
Now, I know you do not always understand our need to educate you...
[Quiet chatter]
Scoresby will find you.
Lyra, if I am killed...
What have you been doing?
[Screeches]
[Yelling and shrieking]
[Distant bell tolling]
Lizzie. Lizzie Brooks.
Why kids' dæmons can change shape...
[Snarling and barking]
[Growling]
It is of the utmost importance...
[Squeals and snarls]
Shall you help me arrange our passage to Norroway?
[Screaming]
You've gotta do whatever I say!
And what does she keep in that room?
[Growling]
It'sjust a toy.
FARDER CORAM: One thing I do know, Lyra...
Hmm.
Who's my father?
You're losing your touch, amigo.
[Screams]
Run! Run!
- WOMAN: Grab her leg! - PANTALAIMON: Lyra, they've got me!
Serafina Pekkala?
By pointing at three symbols...
Thank you.
Oh! Oh!
[Boys continue shouting]
- by these Gobblers-- - [Men muttering]
[Panting and whimpering]
My...dæmon?
♪ Where are our lives ♪
She will decide the war which is to come.
Lord Asriel. He's my father, isn't he?