Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What of the other kingdoms?
(IN ENGLISH) Medivh.
Now, kid!
That's the last time I saw them.
Stay out of my business.
I argued for the meeting.
(SCREECHING)
Nor King Llane.
Then why is he here?
So, who are you, mage?
MEDIVH: This.
FEMALE PRISONER 4: No, no, no!
Of course you did.
Don't kill your king.
I throw it in the trash.
KING LLANE: Prisoners?
This is a mak'gora.
Only I can control the Fel!
(ORCS CHANTING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)
I need that baby.
(BELLS TOLLING)
It only works on the simple-minded. Lasts about a minute.
(IN ENGLISH) Callan.
(GARONA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
It has been too long.
Blackhand!
Yes.
You met with Durotan?
You.
Like fire and ash.
ORC 4: This is not our way!
Medivh.
(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
I will not.
Would you let my people be?
Pity.
Search on the road!
We're surrounded.
Our priority must be to stop the gate from opening.
I don't even know what else I may have done.
Maybe he knows you're weak, too.
Oh...
(CHUCKLES) He is my brother.
Who led him to Azeroth?
MALE ORC SOLDIER: For the Horde!
(GROANS)
Don't trust Medivh.
SERGEANT: Fall back!
KING LLANE: Orc?
LOTHAR: Watch your flank! To your left!
Until there is a better option, yes.
Not from this world?
Fail there, and it's just a matter of time before they beat us with sheer numbers.
I can't control the Fel.
Is this about Callan?
I'm sorry.
(SNARLING)
KHADGAR: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
It must have a price.
(IN ENGLISH) Stormwind.
Up, up.
STORMWIND OFFICER 1: Protect the king!
He is consumed by it.
We need a prisoner. Where's your horse?
You're the chieftain's wife then.
He would've burned this, too, if it hadn't been hidden in my robe.
Their warlock used your Fel against us.
A good mate for an orc.
Now, men!
Not the one you remember.
After all, life is just fuel to you, isn't it?
Mercy! Thank you!
(CLEARS THROAT)
They're saying giants.
No good will come from us both dying.
ORGRIM: Whole world in exchange for a statue.