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What in blazes is that?

I didn't say that. Near as we can tell, it's more like a paw print.

Really? Excuse me.

[Radio Chatter Continues]

I still don't understand why he did it.

[Sighs] Put him on.

I feel so foolish. But tests don't lie.

The door closed and locked behind him.

What now, Morgana? Spence, the tea leaves!

Confess? Oh, no, ma'am.

Oh, thanks for the ride.

Oh, Spence, stuff it!

required so much, uh, liquid refreshment.

Good, good. My reputation's well-earned.

Now, Mr. Coroner, how long are we gonna entertain this, uh, comedy routine?

Now, what can I do for the two of you?

Mr. Barnes, you say your view of the gate was obstructed at one point.

- Well, what's the point? - I'm sorry.

But nobody came by.

Sheriff, I think we should all hear what your deputy had to say.

- You would. - [Whimpers]

[Whimpering Continues]

Boswell, we're gonna break that will. Oh, no!

Morgana, try to pretend like you're on the same planet. At least today.

I saw her spirit! I swear!

Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Fletcher.

Sawdust! S-Sawdust! [Neighing]

I'm trying to tie everything together.

if you expected to inherit.

Well, all that cash makes me a little nervous.

And I bet he would have thought of a hundred different, clever ways to rake off all that he wanted.

Come on, Teddy. [Chuckles]

[Chuckling] [Trish] Hee-yah! Hee-yah!