Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sincerely yours, Philip Morgan."

No time. Della,

suppose you're here about Harry.

I'm Bill Shayne.

( dramatic theme playing )

Uh, this is my uncle, Charles Clark.

Now, do you deny ever using Miss Gridley's typewriter?

Now, if you can fix up

Mrs. Clark was lying on the bed.

It doesn't make much sense driving around the desert

a little later, please?

TOPHAM: Were you able to, uh, locate the gun?

in the first place?

JUDGE: Just answer Mr. Mason's questions.

I'll swear to it if I have to.

on certain Wednesdays during May and June?

Somebody's been playing games.

He's got a kind of an idea

He was here last night.

CHUCK: A man lives with hate in his heart

( bell dings ) I think so.

you've got there.

where's this brother of hers...

it's leading and suggestive.

What did Mr. Clark say to the defendant?

I don't share in his estate.

for dissolution of the partnership,

Bye, dear. Goodbye.

Then perhaps, uh...

back at the Clark place?

Is this the report that Mr. Morgan furnished you?

Quite finished, Your Honor.

what kind of deal did we make?

And registration cards.

To your knowledge,

in Mrs. Clark's bedroom,

are definitely brother and sister.

now we can talk.

You ought to see his new wife.

And that's a lot more binding

Every cent you're gonna get

We don't need the money that badly.

weren't brother and sister.

People had dreams of a big city growing up out of the desert.

Ain't got no high-test.

I'll swear to it.

Thank you, Mr. Sims.

And all the lights in the house

look at these cards.

You can't fool me this way.

I'll go along with it.

Nothing compared to what must have happened

He felt certain there was nothing