Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Beckworth's fortune.
There are no mistakes. Let's go.
- Why didn't you mention this before? - Well, it didn't seem relevant.
That's the spirit of my grandfather, Walter Beckworth.
Or maybe one of us could stay here while the other one patrols.
...when I bought some of Beckworth's papers at an estate sale.
No, it doesn't. Because ghosts don't exist.
"Because, My Credulous Van Pelt, Spirits Are Smoke And Mirrors."
It came from in there.
Over here.
All right.
How could you know what he was gonna do before he did?
...but a neighbor took out a restraining order against her.
He was used to old houses.
Mm. No. No, that's not right.
- Why was that? - She was spying on her husband.
Good work.
I'll burn it down before you step foot in that place.
I...
Isn't it?
Do you think they know how we feel?
Massive fines.
It was probably just a ghost.
Did she say why?
Someone cut it open.
Hmm.
- What? - The lock on the door. Looks new.
- Does Abner know anything about that? Beckworth's treasure?
I need to see this clue. Where's the letter?
- Sounds. - Ears.
Do you think they understand?
We'll take the shift after them. Nobody gets in, especially Jane. Understood?
She came by to ask if she could rent the mansion back from me.
In my bed. Not killing Alan Foster.
There's nothing in it.
...but it makes me feel better.
And then he offers this clue:
...I don't know anything about a break-in or any murder.
It's easy. I'll show you.
What?
I see you specialize in local history, Mr?
Deputy Fisher says you're the local thief, most likely to steal that kind of stuff.
Ah.
Yes, you did. You thought he was rich, arrogant, pretentious. An interloper.
Stop! Hey, stop!
Information that you want.