Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

LOTHAR: How many more orcs are they planning on bringing?
We fought hard.
Get to it, men!
- My King needs me! - Azeroth needs you more!
MALE ORC 1: Move out. Go!
In the barracks.
I don't want to lie with you.
His enemy is the Fel.
I am the Guardian.
(ORCS CHEER)
(BOTH LAUGH)
LOTHAR: You mean, you're a fugitive?
This gate, who showed it to Gul'Dan?
STORMWIND OFFICER 2: Stay together!
The Guardian is summoned.
You tell him.
Whatever happens.
Your Majesty.
Not among my kind.
I do not question, Gul'Dan.
Not for lack of trying.
who would sacrifice himself for his people.
Be smarter.
KHADGAR: Guardian.
Gul'Dan's Fel magic is destroying us.
I'm sorry, old friend.
You.
Come, my orcs.
Well, he can't hide from us now.
I always thought you were one for tradition, Blackhand.
"A NEW WARRIOR FOR THE HORDE"
ORCS: For the Horde!
(GRUNTING)
It will do the Guardian a world of good
LOTHAR: Let him down?
This drawing. Where did you copy it from?
Are they alive?
I don't believe that.
Let me complete my examination of the body across the hall.
Our sentries are well placed.
STORMWIND GUARD: Pack up and move to the west gate!
(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
We are but fuel for the Fel now.
Guardian?
What kind of beasts?
I will return to Karazhan, get ready for battle.
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
Not the face, but the voice.
Good luck.
Finally! Are you in command?
It's too good an opportunity to ignore.
DRAKA: Durotan...
And this?
(SCREAMS, GROANS)
Medivh.
KING LLANE: We will hold as long as we can.
What of the portal?
But with the humans' help, we could be.
I would feel better if Lothar were riding with us.
And You Will Become Stronger Than Any Orc Has Ever Been
Keep them safe while I'm gone.
(IN ENGLISH) Now.
Get out of my way. I'll do it myself!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Is it as you feared?
- ARCHMAGE: What? - Ridiculous!
I've been researching ever since I felt the presence of the Fel.
But this doesn't need to happen.
The orcs were summoned.
You should have trusted in your Chieftain, Orgrim Doomhammer.
Feel a connection with all the souls I was charged with protecting.
Remember when we would track blood ox through the Frostwind Dunes?
LOTHAR: Close ranks!
(PANTING) No. He did not.
Well, at least you're not reading.
(GO'EL COOING)
For Azeroth.
(GARONA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
I was right, wasn't I? It's here!
To the north, there is a black rock that touches the sky.
And our people need a leader now more than ever.
(GARONA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)