Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

my concentration suffers greatly when I'm observed

Murdered. By my father.

The town looks to me as friend and counsel.

- Still alive? - Run, Katrina.

I'd love to have a tame one, but I wouldn't have the heart to cage him.

- Why do you say that? - Because you have bewitched me.

yet our courts continue to rely on medieval devices of torture.

The Horseman! Save me!

- What is it that you know? - Your four friends played you false.

How often do I have to tell you? There is no Horseman.

Did you think it was all a nasty dream?

Are we heathens?

Now, I will need to ask you many questions.

before he will return to Hell.

He was dead to begin with.

And did you learn anything of interest?

I will bind it later with wild arrowroot flowers.

This time, it's a magistrate that's dead and...

I saw his death.

The Horseman killed her.

Of course it is. I told you. Everyone told you.

To take heads till his own is restored to him.

- His camp? - His grave.

The Devil's fire.

Three persons murdered.

All frightened men, arguing together on the very night

Now, don't you worry about a thing.

He would not tell me the name of the father.

They tell me that you've brought books and trappings of scientific investigation.

Jonathan Masbath was not the fourth victim,

Young sir, you are most welcome, even if you are selling something.

Hanged himself?

Pardon, I don't...

to recognize vital clues, using up-to-date scientific techniques?

Left everything to her and her unborn child.