Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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