Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Mr. McCallum, suppose you tell us who the corpse was in the pool...
Mr. Brill, tell me about the stolen information...
- Oh, yes, ma'am. - [Engine Starts]
You find yourself a scapegoat, and then you mold your facts to fit the case.
[Vehicle Horn Honks] What's your hurry?
"Drowned"?
Well, I'm sorry you guys didn't hit it off.
A private chat. So, what's the problem?
At the time of that detective's untimely demise,
Meet me outside the hotel at 7:00.
Two, three, four. I don't suppose you'd take a credit card.
It's still too long.
There goes your theory of mistaken identity.
[Exhales] I'm a pampered rich man who does nothing for himself,
Fine. Is that it? Well, not quite.
Now, you really must excuse me.
You know, Preston, you and I are standing about 25 feet apart.
I'll search the office, and you check the records. What?
The murderer was just rectifying his earlier mistake.
Without me, the whole thing falls apart.
automatic lights, appliances.
If he wasn't so busy, l... Oh, no matter, Kit.
Yes. As a matter of fact, I gave her a sedative.
[Police Radio: Woman Dispatcher] Yo, Jim, this is Central.
And it was stolen from his office early Friday morning.
I found your manuscript, and I read it. I hope you don't mind.
Mr. Cellini, I just love the show. It's so... mystifying.
Caleb? Hmm?
I left back in New York.
♪ He was the king that brought her to ruin ♪
[Vehicle Horn Honks]
[Birds Chirping]
A thief? What are you talking about?
[Chuckling]
Uh, Bayview? Baytown?
Oh, and Mr. Giles is that stuffed shirt in the three-piece suit...
guaranteed to take the spots off of a leopard.
When society seeks confidential assistance,
I'm only sure that someone has to do something.
these days have been very special to me.
[Elevator Bell Dings]
a little chat.
He had access, ma'am. And so, I'm sure, did Miss Vickers.
And then on Monday, if you still want to go back home,
Shh! Oh, for heaven's sakes, Grady. There's no one here.
Those Yalies are big fans of yours. Oh, I adore them.
They can be terribly painful.
The people of your city make me feel the same way.
We open tomorrow night. I don't intend to close the night after.
and two sets of suspects,
Did I misread you so badly? Of course not.
Look, Jess,
Yes, sir.
See you back in New York, Aunt Jess. Bye-bye.
to sit his little fanny at the piano and play something for us?
And need I remind you? The Enquirer will have a field day.
You J. - - You-You J.B. Fletcher?
I'd be delighted to. Thank you, sir.
Yes, it's me. A little hard to see.
Well, I'll be a son of a...
I'll wait for you here, and I'll drive you back to the city off the meter.
Well, actually, no.
The report was a phony, of course.
Once more... what are you doing here?
[Snoring Continues]
Pectin, it's very good for the complexion. You look very gray.
The bodies of two dead wrestlers were found this morning at Madison Square Garden.
and I'm miserable.
Uh, not yet. What is it? What are you trying to prove?
Do you really say that?
This information is about proposed sites for my chowder houses.
Except for the fact that your nephew is off the hook.
I certainly hope that your boy gets that scholarship. Thank you, ma'am.
Hope I'm not disturbin'... Afternoon, Mrs. Fletcher.
We'll meet him in 15 minutes at the restaurant across the street.
But what about Miss Vickers? We're looking into it.
The captain wasn't particularly well loved.
Louise.
Well, Mrs. Fletcher, good morning. Daniel, how nice to see you.
I got the same message.
They got off free, and I was sentenced to 15 years in prison.
I loved your book. Why, thank you.
So nice to meet you, Tom. Ma'am. Ma'am? Excuse me, ma'am. Ma'am?
not unless he'd overheard the conversation between the doctor and the priest.
I never saw that report before or that detective.
The point is, the murder occurred at 11:15.
Why would I do a thing like that? I don't even know you.
[No Audible Dialogue] And he turned and he said something very strange.
Well, he's a political hack, Mrs. Fletcher.
Well, not until I know that Grady's all right.
After two years, I managed to escape.
[Laughing] Look, my boss is giving a party. Your boss is a guest.
[Chuckles] Well, in that case, I'd probably call it a wallflower.
There is no need to be boorish.
What happened? Accident? Oh, nothing serious.
I'm gonna give ya a free blood test.
Dumpty is the name, Miss Fletcher.
Hey, lady, you sure you want this house?
Hello! It's Grady, Aunt Jess.
You could have been arrested for trespassing. Yes, but I think I've got the connection.
For a few minutes anyway. Thanks so much.
I'll put you on this train personally.
Good night. Oh!
I didn't come here to be wined and dined.
you let me cook you up some lobster stew.