Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

I did think it through.

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

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

Brilliant suggestion on your part.

There should be a translation text in the library.

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

[indistinct whispering]

Even if it makes you uncomfortable.

[ethereal music plays]

[strangled breathing]

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

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

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

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

-[keys jangle] -You should be quick.

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

As long as my children stay safe.

[Sky breathes heavily]

I see the problem! I see it.

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

[Andreas sighs]

Answers that change everything.

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

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

Oh. Speak of the actual devil.

-[mystical crackling] -Ah!

♪ Is the only way ♪

Knowledge is power.

[tense suspenseful music]

And the moment you started to get those answers,

but I wrote down the formula to the Eldwyn Amalgam.

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

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

♪ His clothes are in my room ♪

All those fairy tales about princesses trapped inside castles,