Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Aang, helm to lee.
who knows how far we'd have to travel.
Dad was here.
Superior, these are Hakoda's children.
Mmm...
( eerie hissing )
Ah!
Now, Sokka, I think you should...
AANG: Looks like we're going alone, guys.
This sisters craft ointments and perfumes.
( snarling ) ( shrieking )
We have no time for this.
I'm starting to get some feeling back.
( grunting )
It's a long one, Aang.
And we need you.
It was your father's idea.
but everything's funny with hindsight.
Let's give him something to look at.
I'm sure your father would understand,
BATO: It's been far too long, hasn't it?
( insects buzzing )
He's paralyzed.
Yup, but now I'm back.
We're after a stowaway.
The perfume?