Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[woman] I'm so hungry! -[man] Stop pushing!

-[grunts] -[exclaims]

I found it! It's a boy! He has the hilt!

-the confines of our own race? -[Dwarves grunt]

-Two of 'em. -Two of 'em. Yes, I know.

Cease trying to convince me to leave this island an you have a deal.

and convinced the Valar to join the war and vanquish Morgoth.

You are to be shipped back to the Elves under armed escort. Tonight.

Either he's avoiding me or he's... he's hiding something.

[sighs, whispers] Durin.

I welcome you as a guest,

[door creaking]

-[thuds] -[exclaims]

[rumbling, scraping]

Lucky my future queen could convince a water rat to wear a mink coat.

-Alive. All of them alive. -[sighs]

The Valar gifted us this isle in a day of virtue.

You know of what I speak.

Isn't that odd? [breathing heavily]

Our ships will depart in ten days.

The real problem is him. And that's not going anywhere.

-We are doing everything we can. -Well, I'm not!

[Orc shouting in distance]

Woods are all bare. Animals are all fled.

Going, staying, what does it matter? [panting]

There was unease.

-There might be more food. -[sighs]

You're off the Sea Guard!

[Tar-Palantir groans] Míriel.

The Queen Regent has rendered her decision.

One would almost think it suspicious.

[Orcs grunt respectfully]

That garbage your brother used to spew, again!

I was proud and stubborn and I was wrong.

proclaiming that we'd provoked the anger of the Valar,

because it needs a wee while to set before he's home.

Then we ought not to keep them. [sighs]

Cease comparing me to a horse.

and you gallop off to our countryside to steal ancient scrolls

[woman whispers] Isildur...