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It snapped!
And, uh, that mark on your face...
Crawe.
[ISABELLE CHUCKLES]
Again?
[GASPS]
- ... but I can't afford to go home empty-handed. - Of course. Of course.
[MEN YELLING]
Has anyone seen my cart?
BOY: You skipped a part. What happened in between?
Help me!
Magic beans.
... I should marry for love, but in my own time.
[WOOD CREAKING]
JACK: Leave that one.
ISABELLE: Elmont!
We're going to go across now to Tower Green.
BIG FALLON: And not telling us.
CRAWE: Just cut us out! - Okay!
ISABELLE: Jack!
[ELMONT GRUNTS]
I have bigger plans.
Ask not where the herds have gone...
You're 18 years old.
[GUARDIAN 2 SCREAMS]
Why do these things always happen to me?
- Ready? - Uh-uh.
JACK: Isabelle.
BIG FALLON: Fee, well done.
... they met with a terrible, grisly fate.
Ow. Careful.
[ROCKS CRUMBLING]
... Erik the Terrible!
We owe it to God.
SOLDIER 3: To the ramparts!
ELMONT: Come on, Jack, it's not very far.
I would like the chance to prove my worth to my beloved.
... what are you doing?
COOKE: Hello, little one. - No!
Princess!
[ALL YELLING AND GRUNTING]
[BOTH YELLING]
MAN 6: I'll grind his bones to make my bread.
[GIANT SCREAMING]
There are exactly three men in Cloister...
Not just yet.
[GROUND RUMBLING] [ISABELLE GASPS]
ELMONT: I may not be the hero of this story...
And...
... the sound of his voice.
Yeah, they're mine.
... is to deny your very existence.
Well, Tower Green is famous for...
[GIANTS YELLING]
[SCREAMING]
But you: all skin and bones.
UNCLE: Jack...
- What, like giants? ELMONT: No, everything real.
To remember me by.
[GROUND RUMBLES]
BIG FALLON: She's mine, boy!
MAN 2: Ask not where the herds have gone...
Horse and cart?
SOLDIER 5: Block the exit! Grab him now!
[CAT GROWLS]
... told you was true.
Let's see where I put that.
Ask not where the herds have gone.
It's only a story, Jack.
Come on, Roddy! Stay with the group! Let's go!
[GRUNTING]
King Erik...
JACK: Look, I can fix this. I promise.
Where is the way down?
[JACK GRUNTING]
If I hadn't have run away, none of this would have happened.
... and brought them here to the Tower of London for permanent safekeeping.
Come on, men! Pull!
Now, please, let me be.
I never suppose. I simply prepare for everything.
FYE: Hail!
... bade the monks return to dark arts...
[ISABELLE SHRIEKS]
So on...
They are born of dark magic.
And fire!
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
WICKE: Shh.
[GIANT GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
[GROWLS]
They're gone! They're all gone!
I mean, he was a monk.
[SMALL FALLON GRUNTS]