Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I will arrange your meeting. Praise the Dawn Star.
-I'll take it. -Consider it a gift.
-[growls] -[grunts]
I came to see the Emperor. I need to see the Eye.
Then he'll listen.
[woman 2 grunts]
[gasps]
[Slyvion growls]
all but the one hiding in my body.
I'm afraid the Solar Throne must deny your request.
The servants should keep them away.
[foreboding music playing]
[grunts, gasps]
Uh, darling, he is the boss. The, uh, the tiny one.
[Fymryn] Please.
[theme music playing]
but you cannot protect the people from themselves.
I assume you plan to do something about that.
[both grunting]
but it is quite unlikely the Scourge would--
-They're protecting me. -[door closes]
[door opens]
You must do something, Father.
-[breathing heavily] -[leader soldier] Ready shield!