Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You would. - [Whimpers]

Good, good. My reputation's well-earned.

What in blazes is that?

Boswell, we're gonna break that will. Oh, no!

Now, Mr. Coroner, how long are we gonna entertain this, uh, comedy routine?

- Well, what's the point? - I'm sorry.

[Whimpering Continues]

Mr. Barnes, you say your view of the gate was obstructed at one point.

Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Fletcher.

Well, all that cash makes me a little nervous.

Morgana, try to pretend like you're on the same planet. At least today.

[Chuckling] [Trish] Hee-yah! Hee-yah!

[Radio Chatter Continues]

Sheriff, I think we should all hear what your deputy had to say.

I feel so foolish. But tests don't lie.

[Sighs] Put him on.

Oh, Spence, stuff it!

The door closed and locked behind him.

Confess? Oh, no, ma'am.

Sawdust! S-Sawdust! [Neighing]

What now, Morgana? Spence, the tea leaves!

Really? Excuse me.

But nobody came by.

if you expected to inherit.

I didn't say that. Near as we can tell, it's more like a paw print.

Oh, thanks for the ride.

I still don't understand why he did it.

Now, what can I do for the two of you?

required so much, uh, liquid refreshment.

And I bet he would have thought of a hundred different, clever ways to rake off all that he wanted.

I'm trying to tie everything together.

Come on, Teddy. [Chuckles]

I saw her spirit! I swear!