Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Someday. For all of us.
[GROANING SOFTLY]
[GRUNTS] Ship won't hold!
- [GRUNTS] - [MAKEE] I had no choice.
Because I was also designed to learn, John.
[GUN COCKS AND FIRES]
And how was she planning on achieving that?
[GRUNTS]
[HALSEY] Seizure disorder.
"In spite of her substantial contributions
If you veer too far in the wrong direction,
what it means to be human.
I planned your abductions.
Halsey needed me to find the Halo.
Did you get a reading?
Shut down your engines and come out,
[MAN] She's moving!
dynamical network of what appear to be cosmic strings.
The entire starfield just disappeared.
Forget everything. Do you understand?
- No... - Yes, they'll arrest you.
No one will remember you.
which was a reasonable explanation.
[SHALLOW BREATHING]
[GRUNTS]
In my own way, yes, ma'am.
Would you like to hear it?
You have your orders.
Shit!
Twelve battalions.
Were she and Halsey working together from the beginning?
[MASSIVE POWER RADIATES]
- Stop! - [GUNS COCK]
Attempting to regain control of the ship.
No? I don't blame you.
[GASPING]
Imagine that.
[MAKEE CRYING]
[VANNAK] Chief! Dammit!
I can read them for you if you'd like.
- He's talking about Makee. - Thank you, Kai.
Find me a planet that can support Covenant life!
[GRUNTS]
Left lung compromised. Come on!
after which, for a period of time,
[ALARM PINGING]