Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He didn't hate my guts. He actually turned out to be a bit of a hero.

If you want us to.

I know that knife. I've seen one like it before. They come in pairs.

[echoing whisper]

- Tell us where he is. - Is that aimed at me or the skull?

You have to let me do this, Lockwood. For George.

Maybe. But if anything's worth dying for…

[skull] Oh, don't worry. They will be.

Look, there have been several developments since we last met.

- What do you mean, "Where's Kipps"? - He followed Karim here. Called us.

Oh, and I got shot.

The minister lowers the coffin during the service. There's a button.

[George] She will! She killed Jack Carver.

I can't look away.

- Your flat would've been nicer, though. - Oh no. It had to be here.

[distorted scream]

- No, they'd have the advantage. - What's your plan?

[George] Because of something in Bickerstaff's papers?

Speak, girl. Speak!

[Lucy] I can't sense anything. There's nothing in there.

Like we're cool and really know what we're doing.

swathed in his velvet cloak, performing his rituals."

Everything that makes you special…

Luce, I can't stand it anymore. Say something. Anything. Please.

He was too far ahead of his time. Missing the vital key.

- [chatter] - [Lucy] Which is good.

Lockwood, look.

- I just saved your life. - Bullshit. I had it under control.

Just as long as it's out of their hands. Out of the public domain.

Don't you dare look.

Too busy playing the happy couple, weren't you? No wonder he found another friend.

Tell me where they are.

Don't worry. We won't hurt you. We're doing this for your own protection.

It's extraordinary.

[screams] Beautiful!

[Lockwood] It's a medical necessity, George. It doesn't mean a thing.

The power of their torment trapped--