Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let it go for your own sake.
and soar to new heights,
transcendence.
- [EXPLOSION] - [ALARM BLARES]
[DOOR SLIDES OPEN]
Calculating. One, two, two-fifty...
- [BEEPING] - My instruments are down.
Miranda, we need to talk.
- [RIZ] I got the leaders. - [VANNAK] There's too many!
[BEEPING]
[GRUNTS]
After the other Spartans took you into custody,
She just wants to control you.
Which left them only one option.
[GROANS]
[DISTANT RUMBLING]
between competing gravitational fields.
Vannak, get down!
[GRUNTS AND PANTS]
- [MEDIC] She's going critical! - Stop.
- [RAPID BEEPING] - [EXHALING SOFTLY]
[SIGHS]
into Covenant-controlled space.
He's unresponsive, what do you want me to do about it?
[ALARM BLARES]
you lose 10,000 Marines.
just put it aside.
- Chief, how many? - Hundreds.
[UNSTEADY BREATH]
- We're flying blind. - [CORTANA] I'll be your eyes.
[GRUNTS]
[YELPS]
Halsey's orders are to bring you in
Oh, good, you're still alive.
The committee would rather not discuss it either.
Remember him?
Kai, Vannak, on the six.
[GRUNTS]
or we will fire upon you!
[POWERFUL ENERGY RADIATES]
and venture out into the wide unknown,
to push past our narrow ignorance