Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-And what does that mean? -What does that mean?
I live next door.
You were on the phone with Bower...
Either A, his wife is not dead...
...1s on to someone else anyway.
Look, all he did was try to bury her alive.
Melissa, say something, will you?
...and tell me what you're doing here?
...then need a reason when they discover they've made a mistake.
-You like spontaneity? -Yes.
Don't you get it?
They're out there because they care about you.
Did we lose her? We didn't lose her, did we?
Mr. Addison, Miss Hayes...
-And when did this happen? -Saturday. Saturday night.
...but she kept taunting me.
Wasn't thinking about my sister at all.
I don't even know how it happened.
-Why'd you do it? Revenge? -You haven't done nothing wrong.
-Someone turn the heat down in here? -Don't give me that.
Clues, Maddie. We're looking for clues.
I did kill her.
Is she alive?
Melissa, you have to believe me. You have to believe me.
...kind of, I don't know....
What happened to her, Mr. Bower?
I know what she sounds like.
...that people who waste time thinking things through are afraid of life.
Please.
Their summer house, a cabin in the woods.
-I'm waiting. -We're private detectives.
well, I did.
Married! Wonderful!
...I don't think the rest of us would put up with that crap inside.
We don't help murderers. We don't help "murderers maybe."
Bower. James Bower.
....and us putting our hands in the air, I didn't catch your name.
She's been missing for about a week now.
A phone call from his supposedly dead wife.
...but your wife died in that crash.
Well, not introduced really, but....
The issue here is, are we gonna help?
Home?
...or B, they got a hell of a WATTS line in heaven.
What do I have to do to make you leave? What? What?
Hours were going by.
...knocking her down the steps and burying her body, passion?
But, Mr. Bower, what you're saying, it doesn't make sense.