Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[heavy breathing] -Guess you got me.

He told me about you.

to use the .58-caliber hollow-base Minié-style bullet.

[smacks lips] So it's his fault.

We can't just let him go on like this. He's getting worse.

I was so upset. I don't remember why.

[Rendell] Duncan, we're leaving for school in ten.

Hey! Have some respect.

including why this piece of ammo was found alongside his journal.

maybe I can help Duncan.

Mm-hmm. Pizza. Trust me, pizza is your friend.

[suspenseful music playing]

[speaking Spanish, warped]

[birds chirping]

Are we going anywhere now?

[Kinsey] Is everything okay?

[door opens, closes]

Still so weird to see him like this.

[Duncan] I won't.

-What? -Miss, you need anything?

Okay, I'll catch up.

I don't really know. Um…

[wind whistling]

What I don't know is why.

[high-pitched whine]

[sweeping orchestral music playing]

But if I can find it…

You must know that what happened yesterday was not my fault.

So we'd be forced to live with our guilt.

I've known him just as long as I've known you.

Or close to it? [exhales]

I can't believe you did this.

[song continues indistinctly]

Yeah, he's not really handling it all so well.

[laughs] Don't make me start liking you, Eden Hawkins. That'd mess with my world.

You're no friend to the Lockes.

[Bode] We need to fix Uncle Dunc,

You will tell me what I need to know!

You were there.