Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(STEVEN YELLS AND GROANS)

I just want my life back.

- Inside of it is all sorts... - Stop what you're doing right now.

Let me save us.

Let me in, Steven.

There was so much suffering, so much pain...

See? Oh, God, they've come for me.

How did you find me?

(STEVEN GASPS AND YELPS)

So, before you get excited and put on the cape,

Oh, my God, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

I can't. I can't.

I don't have a surname, just Marc.

You hurt people, you abandoned your wife. You left her stranded.

Look, when I am done, when I have repaid my debt,

That scarab functions as a kind of compass,

Then you let me go.

This particular group of doctors has a long-standing relationship with us.

A bit. Yeah, a bit. Watch, here it comes. Wait for it.

Now, give me the body. Let me finish this, and you'll never hear from me again.

(BOTH SPEAKING IN MANDARIN)

His retribution comes too late.

- (GLASS SHATTERS) - (GRUNTS)

Marceline Desbordes-Valmore?

- Oh, I don't have it. - No?

Please, I will tell you everything, just get me to my flat, yeah?

The Egyptian god of the moon?

I never forget a face.

(SWITCH CLICKING)

Nah, look at him. He's just a fancy drunk.

Feels like riding with a Victorian duchess.

Take it. I don't want it. I don't want it. I swear. Have it.

I thought we were going to the police station.

(STAMMERS) You look different.

Of course you didn't, Steven.

But I can't have you interfering in what I have left to do.

If it's not under Steven Grant, it might be under "Marc."

Well, maybe you know someone who does?

- No. I swear... - After all we've been...

- No. Hey. Listen to me. Listen to me. - (POUNDING ON DOOR)

(GOAT BLEATING)

Oh, God, I wish I could.

DC FITZGERALD: You're in possession of a stolen item.

Strange, innit?

She shouldn't be here.

Um, no, she's my favorite.

That was so strange. Sorry about...