Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Would you like company?

Is that an excuse for what you did?

Good. Unpack the guns.

She looked healthy. There was nothing wrong with her.

What about her?

We are not supposed to have dreams.

♪ Up in your arms, too late to beg you ♪

After the ships were sold,

I know now what I did

[muffled screaming]

[chatter subsides]

[footsteps receding]

Desire meets opportunity.

with the ship being turned around.

[low, unsettling chord plays]

You said it yourself.

He's a deeply hurt man whose judgment has been clouded by his past experiences.

This morning in the infirmary, why did you want me there?

We had a clear view.

[Eyk] You met her?

[plaintive music intensifies]

are great motivators to seek out other pleasures.

No, my ship doesn't leave for a while.

[distorted, unsettling audio]

[agitated chatter in distance]

We aren't supposed to dream things up.

[Ángel whimpers]

I just wanted to get her to sleep.

Things never work out the way you imagine.

[mother] How much did you put in her drink?

What's wrong? Aren't you happy for me? I'm finally getting a chance to leave.

[low, menacing music plays]

-[Ángel sighs] -[fabric stretching]

Or do you see what I see?

You found nothing?