Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

WILLOW: Vantage abhor turmach. Vantage abhor turmach.

Wait, wait, wait.

You think I've been here for ten years, 'cause I like it balmy, huh?

Damn it. There's two things I hate, and one of 'em is killing.

How dare you, sir!

MADMARTIGAN: Kit, please. I need your help right now.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Well, what do you think we are, animals?

SCORPIA: By the child's a hundredth day, they get seared with it's family's mark.

-Break it, Willow! -Vantage abhor turmach.

Look, you guys gonna torture me...

save them, and get them outta this place alive

Probably not, but that's okay

I feel like it's slipping away.

I just feel like we've left some stuff, I don't know...

JADE: You're too tall. No one will believe you're a Troll.

He's a first-rate shmoog, so...

A gift or curse I may be, used by others more than thee.

Yeah, 'cause this doesn't feel right.

Vantage abhor turmach.

WIGGLEHEIM: Though should riches be your heart's desire,

-Right. Move on. -Okay, come on.

I really don't think that this is the time or the place, do you?

That is a long and delightful story, but not one we have time for now.

Yes! Ooh! Yeah!.

That's just what everyone says when they get thrown in here.

I'd have said your clothes,

And where's Graydon?

-Sarris! -(GASPS)

FALKEN: If we capture Elora Danan,

I'm not Madmartigan.

No, no, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, you are.

Puny, weak, feeble, frail, runty.

What were you saying?

This is my father's mark. The mark of Kael.

MADMARTIGAN: I need you to listen to me.

I thought you were smarter than this, Madmartigan.

ALLAGASH: Come on. Come on!

And the staff? What, you drop that too?

They were only interested in the legendary Madmartigan,

More like I slaughtered their pizzazz.

Except, I'm one of those people,

Cut down any Trolls that get in our way.

to get thrown in here with the rest of us bad apples?

WIGGLEHEIM: So I pass from sire to heir, and each of brothers takes his share.

SARRIS: Tir Asleen, huh?

Might have been a little premature.

That's impossible.

(SIGHS) You know, I'm not wild about Nelwyn.

Makes 'em stronger, faster,

and murdered by a member of his crew for the Kymerian Cuirass.

What? You'll kill me?

We know she was with you when you fled into the Wildwood.

Yeah, the others are here and they're trying to find us.