Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's all super dark, top-secret shit, so I can't give you any details yet.

I'll tell you, if you take me.

Talking of my family, there's something else you should know.

"I dare not say any more, and I have no one left to confide in."

I barricade myself inside, rescue George and Kipps. You fight them off out here.

- We're really not okay. - We heard voices. There's more.

- No way, Luce. - [Lucy] It has to be me.

- Listen. - You planned this.

I don't think you're going to kill me, Miss Joplin.

- Please. - [drops knife]

No, it wasn't difficult.

Lockwood's lost all of his. We are not losing you, Georgie.

[sobs] You can't use me.

[Joplin] What is he saying?

or you'll be even more done than I am.

If you can talk to it, tell me what it says.

- It says something's wrong. - [Joplin] More!

Stop glowing so much. You'll give us away.

- This is my secret recipe. - I'll take the plates over.

You're missing the point quite spectacularly.

No, we won't tell anyone.

- For George. - For George.

- [Lucy laughs] - [George splutters]

used to be a far more appealing place to be.

Okay, well, I've already dealt with eight thugs and one psychopath tonight,

Seventy-thirty.

- [skull] Your petty mind can't comprehend. - Then help me comprehend.

- Then let's bury them. - [Winkman] Dead!

Grenadier Guard.

We got the mirror. It's safe with Barnes. George will be back any moment.

It was the Golden Blade.

Had to outplay him on every level, didn't you?

- And Lucy Carlyle? - Mmm!

You don't know what it's like when your talent starts to fade.

You're not done. Don't say that.