Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're called the Lockes. They live in a place called Keyhouse.

Close your eyes…

[turns on faucet]

Bring two flashlights.

I wish I could literally talk to you, but we don't have the Ghost Key anymore,

following your desires.

Here, this way!

-A ghost? -[Scot] Yeah.

He was digging around in his drawers, over here.

[redeeming music playing]

Would you be up for grabbing a cup of coffee just to talk?

Hockey practice.

I've got the wisdom of my years.

And just to be clear, not turn her.

then why did he follow us to Matheson to try to finish us off? Why?

This is wrong. I would be lying to my daughter.

[hesitating] How do you know it's him?

I love you, Jack.

we can get this whole thing resolved.

I will never choose to be with you

It requires deep concentration.

[kettle whistling]

[somber music playing]

I'm supposed to trust you?

-I don't know. -[gasping]

so I'm gonna need a little more help.

You both sounded so serious like… like you were worried.

Oh my God. You didn't change your mind 'cause of what was happening here?

But you were so excited.

You were just telling us something.

[car door opens, closes]

[music continues]

[sniffles, pants]

How much time have you spent dreaming about it?

[both grunting]

Jackie? Jackie?

I know that… [gulps]