Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lucy, what are you doing?
We don't have our usual kit, but we do have this bomb flare.
They're working together. Oh shit.
Sign the papers.
I can't believe we're going to Sir John Fairfax's house.
[clattering downstairs]
[George] We're agents. This is our job.
I'm guessing that means a lot of danger.
Ah, of course. The infamous.
Bye.
I can always spot a bluff.
Don't shoot him.
[George] It's not very red though, is it?
- [Lucy] What if there's no way out? - [George] Well, then we're dead.
[George] Maybe. Fairfax certainly loves a surprise.
George, we need to draw it out and distract it.
and to commit him into the hands of God.
He's famous. He's rich. He built Fairfax Iron.
- [faint whispering] - [bleep]
There's nothing old about that war wound.
[voices and screams overlapping]
- [clicking] - Lockwood, what are you doing?
I trust you have everything you need from here?
[PA] Doors closing.
- [tapping] - It feels like we're going in blind.
He brought a bomb flare.
There's no sign of any sources yet though. Strange.
Well, someone has to.
60, actually. You're obviously a busy man, Sir John,
- [George] What are we gonna do? - Mors gloria
Oh, are you okay?
Old war wound.
- This is it. This is the staircase. - [Lockwood] Go. Get off it now!
There's something else out there.
Fairfax wasn't just into casinos.
That's a bluff.
So they were together. But that isn't evidence he murdered her.
But I couldn't throw my whole life away for one mistake.
You're not being arrested.
That was just a regular Changer. No ghost can move that much heavy iron.
not even he knows what the rules are.
Do you even know what's being covered up?
No.
- You'd better shoot me, then. - Lockwood, don't!
Judging by the face Barnes made in the van,
Oh, since you're going down there, could you pop this in secure storage?
thought I could hear something.
- [Lucy] Fairfax kept all this from us. - No, he got himself a good deal.
I came here yesterday after Satchell's to do a bit of recon
Which means the Red Room isn't even the original haunting.
so if you kill me, you will never get it back.
Let's get out of here. Leave the kit. Head for the door.
- Why would I believe a word you say? - Sir, she's not lying. We have proof.