Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, I want to look around her office.
Why? Why? Well, because...
I'll see what I can work out. [Handset Clatters]
I told him you left for Pago Pago and weren't expected back till the turn of the century.
[Vehicle Approaching]
Another time, a different place, we might have had something.
Oh, dear. I was sure I brought more cash with me.
It was Mr. Baxendale on the phone, wasn't it?
Are you sure you wanna go there? Oh, yes.
The girls and I tried it last Friday, and, honestly, it isn't very good.
Hmm. Funny.
Jess, the night of the party, it was overcast.
Yes. I've heard all I need to hear. Thank you so much, Miss Devine.
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Your stuff is always wonderful, glorious, terrific!
Folks don't go around gettin' half their heads blown off for no reason.
I really wrote it, well, for my own enjoyment, I guess...
They can get somebody else. No. The truth is, I want to go back.
And, you know, frankly, except for you and Kit Donovan,
Thanks, Chief. And anytime you're in Maine,
Yeah, I know, but it's a job requirement. Please, lady, take a seat.
You must be a real book lover. To whom shall I inscribe them?
The police have just pinpointed the time of death.
Sign me out, will you, Tom? Sure thing.
And the pool's some distance from the house.
We're the refreshment committee. From the P.T.A.
Sonic boom. We've got an airport a few miles down the road.
To what do I owe this great pleasure?
and I suggest that you scour his records to find some connection...
Would she have taken that report, do you think?
to divert suspicion from yourself.
I feel worse, and I'm in no mood for a lecture.
Yes, well, you see, I've had only two hours sleep.
[Phone Rings]
It was all my nephew's idea. Hey, isn't that something?
[Object Rattles] [Wind Blowing]
I think so.
We need to know the names of the people from whom the company bought the properties.
Yes.
But the captain's got himself another bunkmate.
It was chilly, so the windows were closed.
Precisely. Those six people were very carefully watched, as you know...
Oh, how silly of me. Here I am explaining your play to you.
[Giles] Please don't worry.
You know, I'm damned if I know why. [Laughing]
Look, this is silly. I've paid your cab driver and let him go.
How's the chief holding up?
Wh-What is she talking about? I'm so sorry. I should have told you.
but you needn't concern yourself with me.
How do, ma'am? I hope you're enjoying your stay.
We can't let that beautiful dress be ruined.
[Phone Rings]
Well, with a little help from Louise McCallum.
The guy got his face blown off with a 12-gauge.
Well, it's funny, you know. This past week or so,
All right. I'm having some trouble in my, uh... in my business...
[Object Clatters, Faint]
Several people were killed.
I vaguely remember driving away last evening.
She has those subpoenas printed up herself. [Laughing]
Oh, but that's ridiculous.
They went on at 8:00. When do they shut off?
you were able to weave into your story line.
Someone had reason to kill Baxendale.
Baxendale's surveillance took him to that party on Saturday.
- Nope. The job's fine. - Oh, what a relief.
I've got my wallet here someplace. Oh, here we are.
Mrs. Fletcher, you've just made this the worst Sunday I've spent in 10 years.