Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[high-pitched, mysterious tones play]
You bastard.
get off the Kerberos.
Don't touch her!
and all that you're interested in is finding new ways to hurt me.
You may stay.
How… How did you do that?
Let her go!
Where are you going?
[mutineers clamoring in distance]
Maybe you do carry the light inside you.
[crew members murmur]
[jarring stinger]
Hey, you.
No. No. Don't be an idiot.
[machinery humming]
Did you find her?
You're making a huge mistake.
-They can't stop us or God! -[gunshot]
This was in it.
[foreboding music drones]
Franz, this is mutiny. You can't do this.
These shafts, they were also on the Prometheus.
At least, not the same way your mother hears His voice.
Cats. Hate. Water.
But all you can think about is that, isn't it?
Please.
[crew members clamoring]
We'll find the child.
At our last known position, our ship's bow was facing east.