Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was sittin' in my home

I will be back.

(footfalls descending ladder)

I worked with him on an abduction

It was the only word they knew.

Please, she will not survive.

(clicking tongue)

SHELBY: Matt? Matt?

There are thousands of acres of woods out there,

(whispering indistinctly)

your mind starts to play tricks.

THOMASIN: Behold.

MATT: You damn con artist.

perfectly, right down the middle.

CRICKET: Thomasin had lost all hope.

The Butcher and some of her muscle.

none of us understood what it meant.

In fact, our night was just beginning.

You kidnapped her!

Matt! He didn't have anything to do with that.

I'm not stupid!

But the police were a different matter.

I was done playing games.

with a BB gun, shooting on cue.

Why have you taken her?

THOMASIN (echoes): No! (metal clanking)

Flora had been missing

I shall stop at nothing

Tell us about Emily.

is only gonna be untangled

to save your baby is to find out everything we can

We mean you no harm.

(breathing shakily)