Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But by who? And why? And what can we do about it?

Well, I had her ring in my hand, and then I fell asleep with it.

We can't let you go.

and his weird mate with zero social skills.

Please tell me it's a wasp.

[man] Miss Carlyle?

♪ The sound is deep ♪

And what does she expect you to do, exactly, after all this time?

Before you destroy the ring, let me try to connect with her one last time.

My name's Lockwood.

See what else I can feel. Let me prove to you that it is real.

You love a new experiment.

No one died. And no one will whilst I'm in charge.

That's why you were lying in the bath fully dressed.

Because you were unprepared. Twice. This time, we'll do it properly.

I get the most dangerous jobs precisely because of, well, how good I am.

Unless… you've got anything else?

- Look at me. Look at me. Look. - Let's just see what happens.

I knew it the moment Wade turned up at our door.

- Sorry, must have been a mix-up. - Lockwood's my partner.

We haven't even solved the case yet.

Keep it down, Kipps. This is a library, not a braying gallery for bellends.

[Lockwood] I knew that's what he'd do.

What if it's Blake?

[echoing whisper]

[screams echoing]

- Why didn't you say something? - Because it's my name on the door.

- [footsteps on stairs] - [George sighs]

nothing to do but reminisce and read the papers.

- So have you always lived here? - Zone six. Much nicer and safer.

[ghost whispers] Let go of me.

I mean, why can't we change the rules?

She was a rising star in the '80s, all set for Hollywood, until she went missing.

[breathlessly] I can't.

- [Annabel gasping] - [Lockwood whispers] What is it?

[Lockwood] Thanks. Looks great.