Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-...there's a woman to see you. -Send her in.
But should anything like this ever happen again....
-No. -Then, I'm taking it very well.
I've taken pay cuts during the hard times.
It's all over.
...and secret corridors.
I feel it happening to me as well.
Emily, the only spirits in this house are 86-proof...
Well...
It seeps in through the foundation.
Well, that's easy enough to replace.
Journal entry one:
Don't you have any manners?
Field operative DiPesto. It's 1900 hours.
Velma Boulet.
With proper medical management and the kind of intensive therapy...
He gave me no choice.
...impaling them on long poles...
Thank you for waiting.
-Lie. -Lie. For the love of Mike.
-I see. -And my handwriting is not great.
The Brinks people can wait.
What are you gonna say?
Has it occurred to you who takes it up the kazoo when you don't solve this?
Emily panicked. She had no stomach for murder.
The butler.
Did you know her?
Look, it's 4 a.m., and we've had a rather eventful evening here tonight.
What exactly would you want us to do?
The kind of stuff you do at, say...
...and representing yourself as a private investigator.
-Is he in his room? -Yes, but--
-Dan Aykroyd? -Mr. Addison...
-Oh, no. -Oh, no what?