Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- There's clearly been a misunderstanding. - Funny, that.

You couldn't care less, if it gets you on TV.

- [man] Over here. - [coughing]

I connected with Annabel because I felt something for her.

Oh, thank God. Hurry up, there's someone here! There's someone upstairs!

- Lucy Carlyle? - [door slams]

[Lockwood] You'll be fine.

[Lucy] That's why I took them.

[Annabel] If you insist.

I hardly think that's our biggest problem. We've had a bunch of cancellations.

I just took it because…

How it started, how it spread,

Excuse me. I'm not the only one round here who steals sources.

[footsteps fade]

Maybe… my judgment's been a little off recently.

[Lockwood] Just because it happened decades ago

We can't help a ghost. We need to destroy her source and move on. Let her go.

I literally cannot believe you stole a source from a crime scene.

[George] Precisely.

And I don't enjoy meeting agents who burn homes to the ground,

♪ I hear her voice ♪

I need to sleep. Let's catch up over breakfast, yeah?

- You burned it down, didn't you? - This woman. Who was she?

And, yeah, Lucy can be a bit… quirky, but she's one of us.

[theme music playing]

You won't stick around too long, sweetheart.

[Lucy] Hmm. This is the best Italian restaurant I've ever been to.

I just think I'd be better off dead.

[Lockwood] Be careful.

Sheen Road used to be a lodging house.

All that and still no trousers?

We found her body bricked up in a chimney. Someone did that to her.

This is it. She was in Hamlet, playing Ophelia.

Quietly. So behave yourselves, okay?

And why would I do that, Inspector?

Ever since you hired her, things have gone downhill. What if she's unhinged?

You get way too lost in the research,

These kind of depths.

It's bolted from the inside.

Or my… co-worker, really.

- And your agency from being shut down. - Let me out of here! Let me go!

Not when you find out what he's really like.

[distant explosion]

- What am I supposed to say to him? - You're meant to say no.

[Lockwood] It makes no sense that she'd be here.

They had four kids. Engineer, engineer, engineer, weirdo. [chuckles]

She loves it. [laughs]

[man] Have you told him where to go?

You've been in a hospital. Why were you in a hospital?

We were then violently ambushed by…

[softly] Oh my God.

Surely you have bigger things to deal with?

I don't feel anything.

- [gasps] - [George] What are you doing?

Sure you didn't read that in an old newspaper?

- Don't just say exactly those words! - Lucy, where's Lockwood?

- Is it? - Yeah.