Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-I don't know! Has it? -Aulë's beard!

And soon enough, we're left with our thumbs in our eyes.

We need to tie the boat! It's coming apart!

-[children laughing] -[Disa laughs]

[Bronwyn] Theo!

The Elf Elrond has invoked the Rite of Sigin-tarâg.

Whether toward or from something, I haven't yet decided.

-Durin! Durin! -[chanting stops]

[voices whispering]

-[thunder breaking] -[waves crashing]

[people shouting]

How one object could be responsible for creating so much beauty...

Durin, have I offended you?

[shouting] Úrë!

-Largo! Largo! -[lively chatter, laughter]

I fell out of a tree once.

Always did have a talent for lurking.

More'n likely we're safer in camp than we are out.

You've not seen it here before. Correct? You've not seen it here before. Correct?

What's he saying to them?

-[Dwarf] No. -[scraping]

I... I slipped on wet grass is all. It's just a twist.

You have come to Eregion to help me achieve the "how."

[voices whispering]

I wanted to help you.

[hissing, sizzling]

The very symbol of our people's strength and vitality.

[Celebrimbor] One that can host a forge more powerful than any ever built.

Have the wheels come off your cart? Get away from there!

[Celebrimbor] I've heard the Dwarves have greatly expanded their halls of late.

[indistinct chatter]

[Poppy whispering] Fine. It's not hot.

What's one of them doing here?

I admire all who can see into the mystery of things,

I had no idea you admired them so.

This does not bode well.

This stranger isn't a Man, or an Elf,

This was no ground-shake. Someone dug this passage.

Around your neck.

[breathing heavily]