Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is. We're almost there.

(SINGING) Little monkey, little monkey Come and sit across my lap

But now I can't.

and finally get back to pursuing my true passion, songwriting.

-Elora Danan is here! -FALKEN: Elora Danan has come!

I can make some arrangements to get you there.

You're tearing everything down.

How are you gonna get them all out?

I don't know why.

What happened at Nockmaar, that wasn't me.

I have tested those who entered.

He was calling to me.

(DISTANT SCREAMING)

It's their friends.

(GEARS CRANKING)

GRAYDON: When I concentrate on the next, sometimes I don't sneeze at all.

That's what you always want, is to help, right?

I have had ten years to think about

-TROLL 3: Hey ya. -TROLL 1: How are ya?

I accept that you were possessed

Here we go. Solving elaborate booby traps.

Scorpia, they're coming. We need to go.

There are doors and passages in these caves

Look, I may or may not have, well, kind of, like, dropped it.

You could've pulled her down with you.

Wiggleheim's tomb.

ALLAGASH: Get off. Oh, you idiot.

-You are in serious trouble, young lady. -Yeah, I know.

GRAYDON: Don't be ashamed.

Jeez. (GRUNTING)

-(GEARS GRINDING) -(CHAINS CLANKING)

(ALLAGASH GRUNTS)

Got word of a spill on Triton level.

SARRIS: Hi there.

TROLL: We know, sir.

GRAYDON: You good?

You can't take anything.

-Okay. -It's this place.

ALLAGASH: (WHISPERS) Come on.

It's "nothing."

Damn thing doesn't work.

I'll pet you, run my fingers...

Put your arm in here.