Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've no idea who I am.

They can't have gone far with a body. They must still be here somewhere.

I could ask you the same thing.

Either of you see anyone with a gun?

or dead at the bottom of the Thames with nobody left to care?

It makes sense this is how it ends.

Lots of babble about forbidden knowledge and the mysteries of creation.

You killed Carver.

- What are we gonna do? - Run.

he's always talking about adults.

and now every relic hunter in London is out to kill us.

I hope you are too.

You really think it's got to him?

That's all I needed to hear.

About to join them.

You dare tell anyone

- It's called a catafalque. - [Lockwood] We know.

Let's forget about the whole thing. It was a stupid idea in the first place.

Look everywhere. There has to be a way to operate it.

- Where's Kipps? - [Lockwood] Why are you here?

Make us feel everything.

Aah! [laughing]

- I'd rather deal with that lot. - [Winkman] Where you going?

Is that true, George?

From the bones of seven bodies, suffering souls.

Can't stand mirrors. There's always this stupid girl staring back at me.

- Whoo! - Aaah!

Look at the illustration.

As long as no one finds out.

- That was to the skull. - I got that.

A window to where?

- She's doing all right. - Could I have one?

- It's perfect. - [Kipps] No.

I was thoughtless and reckless.

[George] What do you think it actually saw?

You didn't need me.