Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

About what you'd expect, I'm afraid.
as long as the dog learned to recognize it.
I think the killer drove her home,
What was that all about? Around here, some of the real beasts walk on two legs.
the attempts to... to eliminate Teddy.
A toast! What a marvelous idea.
I'm a heavy sleeper. You know that.
Yes.
Abby? Marcus Boswell here.
No, ma'am. Just the usual...
[Police Radio Chatter]
Say, uh, you sure you don't want me to take you on up to the gate?
Well, we're not gonna forget either one of you.
from her window.
comes to about 15 million.
Well, of course not. He'd have to be trained.
You've trained every other animal on this place. I guess all we've got left is Denton.
[Echo] How about the ice?
No, ma'am. But I could get one. Tryin' to find somethin' in particular?
Trish, you shouldn't be riding in your condition. It's dangerous to the horse.
but he'll come home when he calms down a bit.
Open the gates!
Oh, you'd have managed. I bet you'll be glad to get home to Kent.
[Neighing]
I... admired him very much.
No, he wouldn't... [Morgana] Spencer!
guzzling martinis the way you used to suck up root beer,
he can't bear to see anyone having a good time.
Just like you did when you trained him to help you to murder Trish.
Because of them, those selfish relatives.
Well, uh, I believe that it... it could have happened like this...
Barnes, we're ready to go.
Where is Boswell? He should have been here three minutes ago.
You know, I think we should talk to Mr. Boswell.
You know, I have something that'll take that grease right off there.
What's that, a movie?
You cannot possibly believe that a dog is capable of murder!
[Barks]
Well, she's convinced that someone murdered Denton.
Anthony, we're awfully sorry your wife couldn't make it. Aren't we, Trish?
A flat? How far from the house?
But gettin' nowhere. Now, Denton, don't be an old lech.
Well, either get a job or starve.
Don't they? It was hours before they found him.
What the...
I was thinking more of Trish.
Thank you, Will.
Let's freshen up that drink.
Sounds like an excellent idea. Will, I hope you don't mind if I just sort of poke around.
- Teddy. Teddy. - Ladies and gentlemen, to horse.
When I reveal who killed Trish, your little scheme will hardly be noticed.
[Engine Starting]
But Mr. Boswell, just how vulnerable is the will?
Come on, Teddy boy. Yes.
That's enough, Abby! You're here to train the horse, not the rider!
Splendid! Do tell us all, Mrs. Fletcher.
- What, the accident? - No.
Oh, endless repetition.
His behavior was indefensible. Mmm, not to a good lawyer.