Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Thanks. Put it all on me, why don't you? - That's not what I mean.
Okay.
- [Kat] Go on, George. Go. - See ya.
[cackling echoes]
This is good.
- Where are the others? - Follow me.
- Bickerstaff. - They're at the cemetery.
terror.
[distorted groaning and whispering]
We shouldn't have any more secrets between us.
[yelps]
but trust me, if anyone's going down in history, it's you.
Very moving. Now bind your hands.
- Okay? - [man] With me!
About that locked room upstairs.
[crockery rattling]
Couldn't see a thing. Sorry.
And here at last is something that will tell us everything we ever wanted to know.
You don't care about me. You just care about that mirror.
You are insignificant.
arisen!
I promise.
The way to look is with someone else's eyes.
I don't think it's taken control of him.
- They're trapped! - [gasping]
You and me,
George, you'll be destroyed. You'll never work again.
No.
'Cause it's incredibly rare.
The third wheel.
[groans]
Why did you bring that?
Drive on.
I'd rather not think about it.
[Lucy] I was wrong about George.
- The blast blew them apart! - Where's your rapier?
Why aren't they coming for us?
Tell me what you've discovered, what the methodology is.
- He's part of something else. - [Lucy] What do you mean?
- [pulse of energy] - [skull] Oh yes! That sound!
She must've hired Carver to steal the bone glass and put a knife in his back