Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Was that Monday? With Hope and Win and those guys?
My father was a good man, just like you are.
Damn.
- Well, what kind of things? JANE: Who knows?
It's not useful and it's not professional.
- This guy kill my Chrissy? - Mr. Tanner, if we make an arrest...
She made all of you take part to make all of you equally guilty...
LISBON: Darlene, you're a friend of Christine Tanner?
DARLENE: What do you want?
Don't know what we're gonna do now.
He didn't mean to. It was an accident.
Cement truck shows up in the morning, can't get on the freaking site.
MAN: Excuse the mess.
...was just washing away, because Chris has to do the right thing.
Get out of here.
And, uh, he's building these heinous condos.
The bonfire.
Like old.
Okay, was she hooking up with anybody?
He's still pursuing inquiries at the beach.
Did you have sex with her?
Thing is, Hope, Mr. Kurtik has a cast-iron alibi for that evening.
And you.
HOPE: The guard told us to get out...
WIN: I don't see him.
HOPE: Oh, my God.
- I never touched Christine. - Liar.
- She called him Pops. - No name? Just Pops?
- How long was she in the water? RIGSBY: Still waiting on the coroner's report.
Uh, not around here.
Hey, honey, could you, uh, fix some lunch for your brother please?
Danny told him to step off, his dad owns the place.
...and then we partied a while on the beach.
When was the last time you saw her?
We'll walk you.
Danny's mad. We should go.
You didn't say anything about it before. Why?
- You didn't. - Danny, I'm sorry.
You pretended to be in a trance to give us a fake story...
Maybe I have. My son has a lot of friends.
What do you say?
Hey, these friends of yours?
How cool would it have been if one had walked in then?
Phillip Handler? Police.
In my trance, I saw him clear as day.
Santa Marta sheriff's not taking this?