Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[tense suspenseful music]

You're gonna tell me everything you know about Saul Silva.

[ethereal music plays]

Brilliant suggestion on your part.

Answers that change everything.

There should be a translation text in the library.

Knowledge is power.

There's nothing in there remotely fun or worth stealing.

but I wrote down the formula to the Eldwyn Amalgam.

-[mystical crackling] -Ah!

I see the problem! I see it.

-I'm aware. It's cloying. -It's okay to care about him.

Even if it makes you uncomfortable.

All those fairy tales about princesses trapped inside castles,

And the moment you started to get those answers,

♪ His clothes are in my room ♪

You were always such a teacher's pet, following Saul around like a dog.

You're clearly in love with whoever you're texting.

[strangled breathing]

Oh. Speak of the actual devil.

Maybe Andreas just isn't as great as you think he is.

I've looked at the records from Solaria. Maps, vehicle reports.

[sighs] The bookcase in the sitting room. You know where I mean, don't you, Stella?

Ah. Thanks. Well, let me know when you want the favor returned.

Really, can I please convince all of you to stop being so helpful?

you and Silva, you're gonna figure this out.

[indistinct whispering]

I did think it through.

[Sebastian] It would be a start, but there are thousands of symbols.

♪ Is the only way ♪

-[keys jangle] -You should be quick.

-Where's Rosalind? -I can stop him.

Love Sam. But that's clearly weird for you, right, Terra?

[Sky breathes heavily]

As long as my children stay safe.

[Andreas sighs]