Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[frantic pounding at door]

♪ Bullets flying ♪

[knocking at door]

♪ And you've not been hit ♪

We're not moving yet?

Your mother, she had it right.

Nobody can do that.

We can't go back, and I can't go back.

Have we met before? You look somehow familiar.

He's been missing for four months.

It's not a given they would sell to the English

But if you do, I'm looking for someone.

[footsteps in distance]

Let me heat your dinner for you.

I was actually looking for you.

[echoing] No! No!

I told her when someone loves the sea,

the moment I saw you.

[overlapping agitated chatter]

He's the only survivor. What other explanation could…

Have you ever lost someone?

[low, mysterious voices whispering]

[unsettling choral vocalizations]

-[boy yelps] -What happened on the Prometheus?

We should sink the ship.

Maybe he's the wolf.

[low, ominous chord plays]

♪ Don't do anything at all ♪

You don't look keen to go back either.