Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I will speak to my father.

[Valandil] "The West"? "The real Númenor"?

Everyone who decided to come to this tower, Waldreg. Including you.

-I don't know. -Huh. Plain enough to see that.

It means his time is near.

That was deliberate.

That makes it every village from here to Orodruin.

What are you doing up here?

so I can present it to my father.

I cannot stop thinking that if you'd not gone down there,

-[Prince Durin] Uh, it was a sword. -It was a bow.

that Gil-galad bore no ill intent when he sent him here.

-[child] Come on. -[children laughing]

Very wise. If I see any, you'll be the first to know.

Lady Galadriel, that is quite enough.

[Prince Durin angrily] I knew it!

I call on you to finish the task left undone.

I'd much rather it if you were wise, my son.

A beautiful servant.

[chuckles] Cleverness is for men of small ambition.

Nobody sleeps till he's found.

[Orcs growling]

-[grunts] -[gasps]

The banks were covered in sage blossoms.

Our people believe...

-Or so they say. -[chuckles]

a living reminder that their eyes and their judgment are ever upon us.

[keys clinking]

It is everything you said it would be.

It's in the tower.

Some that will never come to pass.

that I might present my proposal to one who holds the authority to answer it.

I should like to keep it that way.

Or so the guild master says. [sighs]

Was there anything else you wanted to ask about, dearie?

We'll forage the hills again first. Gather the hunters.

No. Leave it to you to get kicked out of something

Sir, no, there must be some sort of mistake.

This one was passed to my father.

You seem unsettled today, my lord.

But that is something only the gods can do.

-Nah! It was a sword! -[Elrond] Regardless...

To reforge the alliance between Númenor and Elves...

That your people may live if you forsake all claim to these lands...