Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-l get it. -You do?
Yeah, I'll bet he was.
Dead.
You do?
What would you call it, Dave?
...their tortured screams attracting predators...
What kind of ghost are you?
It changes them in subtle ways. Sets them on edge.
-Really. -Really.
"Her"? Who her?
...had something of a past.
Oh, really? Then why did you kill your accomplice?
But reality is subjective.
Downstairs, in the library, during the séance.
I think I got one here.
...my husband won't listen to someone who traffics in the supernatural...
Not if you were the last shamus in Sheboygan.
Well, thanks for listening anyway.
And there were rumours of white slavery.
It was here in this room.
Please don't hurt me. I've seen all your pictures.
What do you want me to type?
Excuse me, Agnes. Miss Hayes, Mr. Addison...
-But not the first one. -What do you mean?
Thanks.
Oh, no, we're very interested.
...0r you've misplaced your fortune, your phone's being tapped--
We're not running a potato-sack race here.
Recovery can be extremely slow.
Now, who screamed?
-Agnes, let me help you. -Help me what?
You tried to tell me not to get in over my head.
Miss DiPesto, Mr. Viola, we just got a check for $2500...
Agnes? You're holding on too tight.
...was that he was available.
He's....
...but I'm not sure a detective agency is what you need.
...0f Blue Moon Detective Agency by coming here...
-What are you doing here? -What are you doing here?
Go down to the basement and have a look at the fuse box.
But just tell her that the Blue Moon Detective Agency stopped by.
You have everything you need here.
And then Miss Hayes thought it over...
Mr. Renborn, I'm a doctor and I'm equally skeptical...
We know all about the eventful evening.
...which your sister has consumed more than her share for one evening.
I've watched it happen.