Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[gate whirring]

Arondir. My friends. My...

Not much for diggin' jewels.

-I'm all... -[Marigold sobs]

[Poppy singing] ...floated down it So loudly she did wail

[breathing heavily]

to help the Elves cheat death.

I held you to the firelight,

[man shouts in distance]

[breathing raspily]

This is not over.

'Cause all I can tell you is,

-[fire blazing] -[Harfoots exclaiming]

[Galadriel] Númenor set their camp upon that ridgeline,

Off to bed, Nori.

-Or called him a fool. -Yeah.

The rock that lives within us hungers for the eternal,

You know, Malva, just once...

[Queen Míriel] Over here. This way.

That all things must one day be consumed...

[horse screaming]

-Lice-bearded, uncaring, old fool! -[clanking]

[King Durin echoing] Seal it up.

[wind whistling]

and timber from the elder forests of Eriador for the next five centuries.

Don't lie to her, Largo. She's too old for that now.

To save the men of the Southlands.

[breathing heavily]

Perhaps on days such as this,

What kind of father would I be

kept your chin up all night long.

[wind whooshing]

[Prince Durin chuckles]

[blowing gently]

[all shouting] Strength to the Southlands! Strength to the Southlands!

[Nori] Should've just stayed on-trail.

[wind whooshing]

[arrow whooshes]

You did not intend for this to happen.

[Orcs grunting]

[Isildur coughing]

It's just beyond this rise.