Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chasing around New York City alone, at night, maybe following a killer?
"Shoes." Now, last night at the party,
The Count of Monte Cristo.
Now, first thing tomorrow morning, that gentleman and I are going to have a...
They think that Grady lost his temper and shot him with the skeet gun.
You think he killed the captain? Oh, no. No, not at all.
Aren't you just a little out of season, Ebenezer? After all, this is April.
But there's some county detectives in there questioning him, and they're not so sure.
Ah, well, ah, yes. As a matter of fact, I do.
Oh, you mean those self-important media types.
Mrs. Fletcher, you're a very shrewd cookie, but you're barking up the wrong tree.
I hope you're right, Mrs. Fletcher. He seems to be a nice young man... for a thief.
My name is Dexter Baxendale. You're kidding.
Twice, I nearly turned around and came back.
What better way to repay your kind invitation than to amuse your guests.
[People Chattering] Pull!
I just got off the phone with Karl Teretsky. Things aren't looking any better.
l financially destroyed my three ex-partners from a safe distance.
The Times reporter assigned to interview me...
shortly after 1:00 p.m. Today, accompanied by her attorney.
[Jessica] What's the matter, Chief? Your car break down?
No offense intended. Oh, none taken.
But I do know that Ethel Jenks is leaving Wednesday to visit her daughter in Montpelier,
[Exclaiming, Hysterical] What's the matter?
He's been stealing confidential information from his company.
in hotel rooms all over town. Kit.
It's just that, well, it's so easy to write about murder.
but, these last few days, I've been insulted, browbeaten and patronized.
No, ma'am. I just, uh, wanna have a chat.
You're from Maine. You know about fish.
And before you ask, I'm Cinderella's godmother.
Then, for the last few months, she gets frozen out.
The party tonight... we're all coming as our favorite fictional character.
Anyway, the two of them have alibis for both killings.
It was a great pleasure meeting you, Mrs. Fletcher.
I can't believe it. Why not?
All the way to the railway station, I was thinking about you.
Well, the... New York City Homicide has taken over this case.
Hey, I know you're a little upset. "Upset"?
[Knocking]
Over in Jersey, you got your Bayonne.
[Kiss] Safe trip. Yes.
You'll leave here when I say so and not before.
Seventy-five cents. Oh, y-yes, of course.
I've got a lot to clear up around here. I understand.
Oh, not her job. She's too smart for that.
I think you would have confessed if you thought that Grady was in any real danger.
[Clears Throat] So I'm headin' back home.
That's what you're all thinking, isn't it?
Have a good trip. [Kit] Okay.
Very well.
[Shotgun Blast]
And remember, whoever she was dealing with...
You know, Ashley, there could be strength in numbers.
Oh. Uh, well...
I'm almost sure that he got in through that window. Now, look here.
there's no way that you can justify the murdering of Caleb McCallum.
[Muttering] Honey, sweetheart. Sweetheart, come on.
I'll call you later.
Said we'd find something very interesting on this boat.
Driver, take the lady to her hotel. Sure thing, Mac.
Oh, Aunt Jess, this is Kit Donovan.
They usually fall through. Oh, I certainly hope so.
Hey, well, listen, buddy, you know, you don't play so hot either.
Why? Obviously, to pass it on to someone else.
That could just be a coincidence. Oh, I don't think so, Kit.
Well, shall we have a go at the inquisitors? [Kit Chuckles]
Strange. I found him very diligent.
I want you to know, Louise, that inviting Ashley Vickers was not my idea. Ah.
Baxendale?
Do you think I'm taking any pleasure in it?
Oh. That's for last night.
Now, when do I get to meet this publisher I've heard so much about?
Oops. Sorry, Ashley.
Yes. I was here. [Dog Howls, Distant]
At 11:15, I was sitting half-naked in an upstairs bedroom...
[Clears Throat] Well, well, well.
Karl Teretsky is one of the best trial lawyers in the state.
- Oh. There's my nephew now. - Aunt Jess.
You might have made a charming guest.