Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But, Lyra, keep the alethiometer to yourself.
- PANTALAIMON: Lyra! - Pan!
- We'll set it right, Pan. - [Whimpers]
Зачем это поехала Париже дитя
[Spits] Go on, then. Go on.
Now be a good girl and do what you're told.
And as Master of Jordan, you must force him...
and the baby.
If I weren't such a coward, where would you be?
[Snarling]
What is this?
Go on, I mean.
[Exhales] Thank you.
[Grunting]
Ifwe can protect our children from the corrupting influence of Dust...
♪ Out of the storm ♪
Bet you didn't know that, did you?
[Men muttering]
- [Cries out] - [Roars]
What's wrong? Wh--wh--what can you see?
[Samoyed man shouts]
[Gasps]
It's cold up there.
'Ere, don't you makejokes about them Gobblers.
Or don't they teach Gyptian children to write?
They say they're gonna give us this operation, right?
the baby...
with your bare hands.
- PANTALAIMON WHISPERS: Liar. - You must be hungry, Lizzie.
and forbade the very mention of Dust.
You're here to help us.
So am I.
[Engines rumbling]
are close to perfecting the inoculation...
That is heresy.
PANTALAIMON: Ha!
[All chattering]
- [All shouting] - Yes!
- [Dogs growling] - Why don't wejust--
Billy, come on with me.
In the next valley, there's a lake with a house by it...
But is there anything else you can tell us?
- [Pantalaimon shuddering] - [Clinking]
CHILD: Aah! Help me!
Then it goes back and does it again. See?
Iorek, listen. Don't fight these men.
I'd come and rescue you.
[Chuckling] Course they don't.
I'm afraid your parents will be disappointed.
- [Growls] - Mm?
And so you were taken from her.
You're like my Uncle Asriel.
What progress has she made?
[Screams]
It's the back door to your stupid college.
♪ Who's to know what's in the future? ♪
I have to go back to the North very soon.
She's worth more in one piece.
Sit down, gentlemen.
Maybe we shouldn't be doing this.
And...the pot could mean a recipe or a plan.
- Am I right? - [Hester whistles]
PANTALAIMON: Not very friendly, are they?
[Speaking in Samoyed]
What's it telling you?
- But I didn't-- - Yes.
You know, I feel I can trust you.
He uses me as a spy sometimes.
Stop being such a coward.
- It's Dust. - MAN: Dust?
Here's my daughter! Come here!
the Magisterium has authority everywhere...
[Roaring]
Or else...
both Gyptian and landloper alike.
Я говорил парижской Пежо 306 1997 года дядя
Yes, Lyra, you're mine.
He's on his way here now, to fight you.
[Whispering] We have to get out of here.
PANTALAIMON, WHISPERING: Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
За кого я меня зовут говорящий том и я бэн
aa bb
Billy. Billy Costa.
- [Scraping] - What was that?
[Screeching]
Lyra, we've got to go.
Heard you ran into a little local trouble.
- [Grunting] - [Panting]
Now, I almost forgot.
I would never hurt you.
We will travel faster without armour.
LYRA: Pan.
...these child-thieves.
What for?
And now I'm giving it to you.
- [Groans] - [Screams]
Here, take Lyra. Gyptians, to arms!
The witches.
Kingdom of the ice bears.
Why are we here?
[Machinery grinding]
[Pantalaimon yowling]
it's better that I've sent Mrs. Coulter after the child.
Yes, that is all.
The state of your knees.
We can't involve ourselves.
A regiment of Tartars with wolf dæmons guards it.
on this gate in the first place.
He doesn't have a dæmon.
unless we deal with the root of the problem.
[Sighs]
If not, they would never let you fight.