Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[visitor sighing]
-'Cause he's fricking crackers. -[laughs]
-Are you sure this is the right address? -62 Sheen Road. Mrs. Hope.
♪ I never knew you ♪
[inhales deeply]
So you've got the sight and the touch, but primarily, you're a listener.
Ask him yourself. He's usually in the library at this time of night.
[Lucy] My foot's caught! [gasping]
Find the spirit and neutralize it.
Some other time, then.
The library is through there, but this is the most important room.
We're accredited with DEPRAC,
But not always. Look.
She's a ghost. Ghosts don't have feelings.
I'm sorry, I don't have any of those,
-I was gonna get a glass of water. -You'll have more luck in the kitchen.
The ghost of Marissa Fittes will come back from the dead
Yes.
[Mrs. Carlyle] Well, she's always had talent, ever since she was a baby.
Now, finally, give this a go.
[cheering and whistling]
It's vital we can communicate quickly and clearly in as few words as possible.
-[bleeping] -[Lockwood] Temperature's dropping.
-Norrie, no, no! -[explosions]
-♪ If you could say you will ♪ -[bell rings]
[Lockwood] It's George's. He likes to experiment on it.
I mean, who are you?
-[female voice murmuring] -No. Well done.
Your solemn and binding promise.
Let go of me! [screams]
but for the rich, it's quite the opposite.
by sketching out the street plans here
Hello.
The cleverer one. [grunts]
-[gasps] -[Lockwood] Lucy!
[screams]
[Mrs. Clarke] Payment will be made on the last Friday of each month.
[Jacobs] Swan Hotel. Top floor corridor.
-[explosion] -[Lucy gasps]
That's not Plan F.
She changed everything.
-[voices cry out] -[Lucy] Norrie!
[Norrie] What is it, Luce?
Offices. Case files.
But you're incapable.
We're ever so grateful.
Try a little harder, why don't you?
-It's coming. Behind us! -What?
-[Lockwood gasps] -[visitor screams]
Mild exaggeration.