Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[song trails off]

Well, life is pain.

This is not a coincidence.

How did you find me?

And we want answers.

what I've been through to be here…

[Iben] Don't be fooled by his appearance.

♪ Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain ♪

[muffled chatter]

It's the passenger list from the Prometheus.

[intense, mysterious synth music plays]

♪ Don't do anything at all ♪

You want him for what?

We haven't heard from anybody for weeks.

[crowd calling out in assent]

And what is that, exactly?

[door slams shut]

A sip from this keeps me

Don't do this, please! He's not the reason people are dying.

[sounds of combat grow muffled]

♪ Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper ♪

Why do you even care?

-Right. -But I'm pretty sure that exists.

♪ And the ones that Mother gives you ♪

Krester, search her.

♪ Don't fear the reaper ♪

[muffled bang, shouting]

It's on me and all of you to get this to stop.

Give me a hand.

[mutineer] Check all cabins!

-She was tethered right to us. -Perhaps she hasn't disappeared.

Find the captain.

We cannot let that happen.

[man] There are new rules on this ship now.

[crew member 1] Where is he?

This is for you.