Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In the morning? Uh...

And not only is it improper cross-examination...

Only this time, it was Royce who was snuffed out.

I'd like to go someplace a little more private.

"Steve grins, sits at his desk,

Do you remember how many times you saw Mr. Royce

Calmly. We can get together later on tonight.

Well, it disturbs me, Ernest.

"as the curtain rises,

( birds chirping )

Your Honor, I object to this testimony

Well, it's my money. I can do what I want with it.

If only he had a little pity.

certainly isn't enough evidence

Your first production was by another author?

And you, Helen?

I didn't realize what counsel

He threatened her, so you killed him.

Ernest Royce, was writing a play when he was killed...

When did you land on Michael?

he was a small operator in the same neighborhood.

on that recording you just heard?

that have no possible connection with this case.

Yet you suddenly wanted your money back?

A tragic ending to a play based on

I ask you, Mr. Dwight,

I wrote it once. I can write it again.

Now, Mr. Gifford...

But there wasn't anything in the agreement

He knew your two faces.

I stopped by Royce's to pick you up.

taken out of Royce's head.

he described in his own play.

BROOKS: You ain't listening to me, Ernie.

the great star.

( scoffs quietly )

and that's the way they're gonna stay.

You'd do anything for me, wouldn't you?

I stopped by to pick up Faith.

If it please the court...

Don't worry, sugar.

( jazz music playing over speakers )

Europe, Africa, anyplace.

was a very determined man.

( closes lighter )

will be stricken from the record.

I'm Jim West, Mr. Gifford's publicist.

"There's the sound of a shot,

( noirish jazz theme playing )

Those streets are very clean

Are you crazy? You were listening.

You really find things out, don't you?

He held it to my head