Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Was I believable? [ding]

[knife tapping]

- Glasses, white, nosy,

[modern street noise]

passion and sex.

"Stop me from loving you."

married one Mr. Folger

- It's okay, buddy! - What's happening?

- I feel better.

If Rosemary were a hedge fund manager

But I have very accurate peripheral vision,

- Or did the killer have it made...

Because it's you.

Ran into my hutch . She found me.

Drinking, uh, jail.

- This isn't it. - What?

Houston San Antonio … Dallas

caused the value of her work

when we're downstairs with the painting,

I don't-- I don't do well at this hour. I just--

If you thought Bunny was a bitch,

- [sighs] What the hell is that?

I-I was playing hide-and-seek with my new kitten, Sevelyn,

and that's actually saying something.

Meanwhile, we have to get this outta here,

[relieved sigh] [both laugh]

[unlocks door] Thank you so much.

- Just go back up to the party and come back down.

- You see, I'm not sure this painting is you.

- H-- A super valuable painting of your father

- Ah... Where were you? You were supposed to be here!

[siren] [police radio chatter]

obviously, you'll all need to clear your names,

This is nicely glammed down from the other night.

- Everyone. - Mm-hmm.

which I thought might be--

It's strange returning to a place where you have so much history.

- I think this is it?

[street noise fades in]

You made it. MABEL: Hey!

- Okay. [elevator doors closing]

- Okay. - Joe will look after you.

Subversive, classical, um...

- I wanted my Yodelshop group to sing for Bunny,