Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[gobsmacked silence]

Maybe Goody answered you after all.

it all feels so trivial.

Come on. Don't you like a day that's all about you?

[eerie, cryptic music playing]

You mean about the lights at the old Gates place?

Sounds like she doesn't see you for who you really are.

Right after we track down whatever attacked the Ottinger boy.

I was intrigued.

You know, kind of lurking in my mind.

[keypad beeping]

This just arrived from London.

The more you listen to them, the more they sink their claws into you.

[Wednesday] This is where Garrett Gates lived.

[low, foreboding music playing]

Copy of an old death certificate you requested.

What's up with the weird matching hoodie scarf things?

I should have known you were behind this.

[low, discomforting music playing]

My mother and I spent some quality time together.

Aren't you her boyfriend?

I suggest we wait for a more special occasion,

Cut your lights.

Yeah, well, it's all gone now.

Although all fingers would point to one of your own students.

[creature snarls]

"May your 16th be as sour and misery-filled as your desire."

[typewriter keys clacking]

We need to get back before Weems realizes we've been gone.

Most of the time they went nowhere.

What is it exactly?

I doubt a cold, heartless person would be sitting by her friend's bedside

but when someone is run over on their way to give the police key information,