Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He was going to destroy it.
- Did she ever threaten your husband? She sent some pretty scary e-mails.
And, Grace, if you could take your place out by the doors.
- The treasure. - What treasure?
What's there?
She weaves linens and rugs.
No. I was alone.
Dear to me. - Have you no shame?
Beckworth was a bootlegger during Prohibition.
- Did you ask about the ghost? - No. You heard Lisbon.
...you face serious tax-evasion charges.
Come to my house. Oh, yeah, I'm the crazy bitch.
Well, it occurred to me the button could stand for Beckworth.
Are you with the police? Here about the Foster incident?
I'm not exactly a lawyer.
And lighting.
Grace.
- Mm. Clover honey? - Yes, as a matter of fact it is.
The killer got into the house without tripping the alarm or turning it off.
I thought this was shut.
Dirty pink. That's dishonesty. Fecklessness.
- You know about that. - Why'd you lie to us?
Unveil it.
So ghosts are relevant, my friend. This is very important.
The word "here" is misspelled in the riddle.
Right.
Yes. But don't tell anyone.
Do you mind a question?
They don't exist in your mind, but if you believe they exist, then they exist.
Thank you.
Sorry.
I'm talking to the historian.
There are many factors to be considered. Economic and emotional.
That's absurd.
- Lillian Foster? - I've seen her in town.
Security company ran the alarm history.
How often do we see people smile in this job?
- How you doing, Drew? - Fine, thank you.
Okay. Now, just to be clear, is this a deal for the theft and B-and-E alone...
Oh, I know what it opens.
- You didn't like him one bit. - Well, I didn't say that.
- She says no treasure. - Hm. Got it. Thank you.
What's up, Fisher? What's troubling you?