Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Embarrassed.
Everybody knows that place is wired up with some fancy alarm system.
What comes to mind when I say the word "hear"?
The key. Beckworth's fortune.
So he could amaze and terrify guests with his mastery of the occult.
So, what was the key to, Jane?
Can I help you?
- Find out how they got in. - On it.
Beckworth had all this built just so he could hold séances?
They have a house in San Francisco. I sent a man to break the news.
Maybe it's not the right time.
Mm, most likely you'd both be dead.
Very successful one. It's in that one. The second from the bottom.
Okay.
Oh, I was furious, believe me.
What kind of things?
So, what was it?
You're Closed. Furtive. You're Hiding Something.
...the only place to look is hear."
Tax liens in escrow. Nothing too complicated.
Let's just use mine.
Yeah, well, it's all here. Is that Foster's widow?
The mansion's uninhabitable. Why would you want it back?
Probably found a hole in the system. Check the grounds and the house.
Did you ever cross paths with Foster?
You couldn't afford the taxes on the house.
Old wiring, I guess.
I asked about you.
- This... Lisbon, this... - Bite me. We're done for the night.
- Pretty lame joke. - But the fortune could still be here.
- Doesn't even make any sense. - Let's not rush to judgment.
- Grace. - Yes?
He used to visit me when I was a child.