Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What? Why are you making that face?

A posh one who thinks he's God's gift,

[Lucy] Oh my God.

I can't feel anything. There is nothing there.

That's why I got fired from Fittes. Did Lockwood tell you?

But listen to me. He still has friends in high places.

They bend the rules all the time. Why shouldn't we?

He's already borrowed against it to set up the business.

which I'm assuming wasn't some old man who fell down the stairs--

You really think you're normal? If you were, you would have stayed at Fittes and we would never have been friends

She needs our help.

No. I've told you, I can't.

and had a tube shoved down me throat to hoover out me lungs, so give me a second!

- [Lockwood] I don't see anything. - [Lucy] She was here. I swear.

[Lockwood] You haven't?

Wait, so you think whoever played Hamlet did it?

This place is all that's left of my parents.

[Lucy] I didn't know it was the source.

We understand that. It's our USP.

It's Miss Carlyle I need.

[phone disconnects]

How the hell should I know? He just… disappeared.

You're not in charge. I am.

You're accusing him of murder.

Annabel was stuck behind a wall for 40 years

♪ Calling my name ♪

One lump or two?

This can't be right.

Ophelia drowned with daisies.

See, the little things help me take out the bigger problems.

[nurse] Miss Lockwood?

Everyone leaves him in the end.

Fittes and Rotwell wouldn't even look at me, so I've ended up in a…

Glad you didn't get me fired?

I was doing my job so we'd know what we were walking into,

- You have to, or you'll make him worse. - [door opens]

It's a bona fide front-page splash. Barnes won't dare move against us.

Frankly, you're more of a liability than an asset, Lucy.

That was Lockwood's decision. I've only just started.

[intriguing music playing]

Somewhere I might actually matter.