Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did he know where she might have gone after he came up here?
-That man is a murderer. -Maybe.
Holy nylons, Batman.
This is my sister-in-law, Claire.
-But you think it's okay. -No, I don't think it's okay...
Ladies, any rug-burned backs?
You weren't going to just leave me there, were you?
Spontaneity's our middle name, we love spontaneity.
Maddie Hayes, David Addison. The detectives I hired.
Mr. Bower, Claire. I kept waiting for some news.
Wow, so tell me, this change of attitude...
I need you to find my wife.
-I would. -I got it.
Why don't you let us take you home.
I'm putting my foot down, standing my ground.
Will you get in the car please, David?
Go.
Well, if you've met her husband, then....
-There was no one there. -No, not by the time you arrived.
You're enjoying this, aren't you?
I remember seeing her face, she had this look, and I:
...nothing to do with a man who would strike his wife.
...you gotta skip the part where you call and say you're on your way over.
She ran off, left her husband. She doesn't wanna be found.
-And then? -She called me the next day.
Call me if anything happens.
It just might be that considering, weighing the pros and cons...
It just sort of happened.
I don't know how in the hell I'm gonna tell her.
One thing about spontaneity, though.
Yes. Yes, I'll see you then.
Really? And all this time I was thinking...
...dreamed up by people too lazy to think things through...
-About that night at the cabin. -You mean she doesn't know?
Gonna create a lot of wear and tear.
-Where's the fire escape? What-- -Hello.
I'll be here.
Yeah.
But there is no case.