Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The forces in play.

I'm sorry. I startled you.

- [Bobby] That bastard had a plan. - [Kat] A suicidal one.

[Kat] Lockwood!

Don't do yourself down, George.

I can talk with Type Threes. Commune with the other side.

What other friend? Flo? George doesn't have any other friends apart from--

[Lucy] What do you know? What have you seen? Where's he taken it?

[skull] How can I, when my master's so close? I can feel him.

[whispering and growling]

- [Lucy] Where? - To see my master.

If Kipps hadn't barged in, it would've been me sitting there?

None of this would be necessary if you'd minded your own business.

Kat! There's people here.

[soft whooshing]

"Yes, I killed him."

- He's left us. - Ugh! The bastard tricked us.

We think they're in the catacombs. But that platform's the only way down.

[Winkman] Where's my mirror?

You can relax. It's over.

[yells] No, no, no!

Because if anybody is looking in that mirror, it's me.

- Mary Dulac killed Bickerstaff? Why? - "I shall claim an act of self-defense."

You could be arrested for this. Both of you. You're criminals.

and I'm gonna kill her too.

- [yells] - [ghosts hissing]

Were you there when it was made?

Four nasty-looking bastards in a van. Said Winkman's on the side.

I'm not Fittes.

He's her master now. She's lost to your world.

- Fair enough. - No, wait.

- [echoing groan] - [clank]