Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's Dust?
Bears, who is your king?
...I shall call the Council to order.
But the ruling power, fearing any truth but their own...
[Alarm]
Nicole Kidman
SECOND MAN: Put your back into it!
I mend broken machinery.
Where is he? I don't see him.
Who are you?
We have already recovered two of the three missing children.
[Roars]
they tell them what to do in a kindly way...
She and them Gobblers took my little boy Billy.
Now, if you'll excuse me--
IOREK: Witches.
[Growls]
Right here in Trollesund.
[All shouting]
[Groans]
We shall have to watch ourselves, Stelmaria.
one that will never question our authority again.
Prove to me that you are a dæmon.
[Shouting in Samoyed]
No matter. One way or another...
[Screeching sounds]
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To discover the source of Dust, I intend to travel to these worlds.
and only one who can read it.
I speak for the Magisterium.
You didn't know, so I forgive you.
Not the Master and scholars and porters combined, right?
It's absurd to be carrying around a shoulder bag...
You'll never keep us apart!
one way or another.
Master, gentlemen, I shall get straight to the point.
General...Oblation Board.
Iorek Byrnison's his name.
What does that mean?
LYRA: Don't know.
We've protected her as long as we could, Master.
It's not surprising.
Rise, Fra Pavel.
But we've got to, though, ain't we?
[Speaking Samoyed]
But he is one of the foremost experts on particle metaphysics.
As a matter offact...
What is this little thing?
[Banging on door]
♪ We don't know how ♪
and pinned to the spring of it is a bad spirit...
We'll set things right.
Take it back, or we ain't best mates no more!
- [Choking] - Billy!
the Authority.
[Snarling]
♪ We have all our love to give her ♪
MAN: Wait up, Johnny!
[All shouting]
[All shouting]
Yes. Yes.
It tells the truth.
- PANTALAIMON: Howdy. - Mighty pleased, Miss Lyra.
What's your name?
- [Kisses] - Billy's mum.
Are you getting scared, Pan?
- MAN: Hurry, lads. - [Men shouting]
It's called the Experimental Station.
- [Screams] - Come here.
[Roars]
[All growling]
the Gyptians of the water...
[Snarls]
I owe you a debt.
Mrs. Coulter, what's that?
It can't be the normal sort.
- Nonsense. - It ain't nonsense.
Very well.
Lucky you. Just in time for dinner.
[Wind whistling]
Worthless!
[Alarm whooping]
[Whispering] Billy, just write the letter.
That is why Mrs. Coulter's work is so important.
[Distant booming]
Hunt, the lights.
Lovely to meet you.
What do they want with us?
[Growls]
LEE: Samoyeds don't take kindly to trespassers.
Don't fret none, Lyra.
- Her and that mute of a dæmon. - Oh!
That's what the Gobblers are doing--
MAN: You want to grow up, don't you?
[Growls]
- [Gasps] Don't. Don't you touch. - No, no. No. No one will hurt you.
Maybe we're supposed to take it to him.
[Roars]
If you was to crack it open...
soon-to-die?
Is it dangerous?
and we won't have to worry about Dust.
Well, the Master will be relieved to hear you've arrived safely.
You got three hands you can control.
If you defeat him, I will become your dæmon.
But the adults are, because kids keep disappearin'.
Or rather, my greetings and not his.
- May I speak to you? - [Growling]
I'm Lyra. And this is Pan.
See ya later, then.
We've got to save ourselves first!
...'cause they took them Gyptian kids up Banbury way.
[Sobbing]
Lyra.