Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait! Just...
Stop shaking...
TROLL: What are you gonna do, peck?
or if you wish, I'll repeat my rhyme.
WILLOW: Vantage abhor turmach.
Hold still, hold still.
that even the Trolls don't know about.
-I know. -(SIGHS)
What do you mean?
This ill-tempered crank on my left is my brother, Falken.
Seeking fortune, fame and glory,
God, I had the hots for her.
(GRUNTS)
(ALLAGASH GROANS)
why every time he chose you instead of me!
Back from him!
What's the other thing?
Let her go!
He didn't kill me because I think he thought that
and slaughtered all those Trolls,
WIGGLEHEIM: Seems perhaps you need more time,
(VOICES WHISPERING)
(ROARING)
(RUMBLING)
Mads deserted after the Battle at Land's End,
You don't sound relaxed.
Nearly got a mace in the face.
Are you gonna...
This is ridiculous. This is never gonna work.
I could've brought him back, and I could've finally understood
Join us.
Definitely...
No. Graydon has that.
She dropped it to save me...
Who are you?
Then who the hell are you?
you tell me not to look or think about something, then I...
-(CRYING) Please. -BOORMAN: Uh, hello?
JADE: Please, Willow.
-How do you get outta this place? -Oh, God.
KIT: Here.
Dad! Dad!
Come on.
Hurry up.
(MUTTERING)
-Guilty. -Oh.
I'm so sorry.
Its genius is its simplicity.
How?
Schmancy.
Yikes.
Had I'd known I'd be spending ten years in a crow's cage,
but the greatest treasure I ever found was the love and laughter all around.
WIGGLEHEIM: ...or if you wish, I'll repeat my rhyme.
I'm slipping, hurry up.
Blame me, hate me, just please, can you just do it somewhere else
He's... Well, he's a real jerk.
How's your day?
(ALLAGASH BLOWS RASPBERRY) Hmm.