Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

don't you, Mrs. Peacock?

But I didn't know anything about any of you until this evening.

You all had a motive.

And to make a long story short... Too late

and the work of your husband,

- It must be the murderer! - Why would he scream?

And we put the weapons in the cupboard

IT'S YOU AND ME HONEYBUNCH

And it's no good blackmailing me, madam.

I received a similar letter.

Dr. Canjorie, Hello. I'm Vivian Carter, Elle's teacher from detention.

I can't unlock the door without the key!

How do you know who I am?

Mr. Boddy threatened to send those pictures to my dear old mother,

That's how he got all his information.

Then there was a rumble of thunder and a crash of lightning.

Well, we all make mistakes.

that we were eating one of your favorite recipes,

You thought Mr. Boddy was dead. But why?

Looks like we'll never know.

So the murderer is in this room?

Maybe there is life after death.

Let's consider each murder one by one.

OH MY GOD, OF COURSE!

I'm a little nervous.

One of us slipped through the same secret passage.

Communism was just a red herring.

No, there is, or no there isn't?

Did you know you were meeting us?

Within reason, that is.

You ain't just whistling dixie

It is signed, "A friend."

Anyone here not earn their living from the government, one way or another?

Your first husband also disappeared.

I know! I have it!

What could be more American than that?

and I made across the hall to the library.

You'll never get away with this, any of you.

Half of Washington knows what kind of business you run.

Yvette! The billiard room!

I Know! Big Cook's big cookery book

Our lives are in Dainja, you beatnik!

Good evening. You're eagerly awaited.

And to make a long story short... - Too Late!

- Me, too. - Me, too.

I could've been killed!

The phone. What body?

Brilliantly worked out, Wadsworth.

But Colonel Mustard wasn't in the cellar.

sharpening knives, preparing for dinner.

It's a great trick.

But you can pay me in government information.

Mr. Boddy found out somehow.

No. Java was just a red herring!

I asked you for your coat, and I recognized you as Colonel Mustard.

I didn't do it!

But he holds a sensitive security post in the Pentagon.

Why did she do it?

This is absolutely terrible.

You can't get out that way.

I thought men like you were usually called a fruit

Yes. She worked for me.

He's absolutely right. Look, there's a bullet hole here in the wall. See that?

Yes. But I put it down.

- Mind if I look around? - Sure.

because I didn't want any of you to use any name other than your pseudonym.

But it's dark upstairs.

My. Nobody can get into that position.

I have absolutely no Idea what we're doing here

recognized the singing telegram from her photograph,

Either. Or both

No, merci. I am a lady.

The evidence against us, no doubt.

I HAVE A FEELING THAT I'M IN DAINJA

who killed him, and where, and with what!

His secret? Haven't you guessed?

Did anyone recognize you?

This all has nothing to do

I need a drink.

I'm instructed to explain to you what you all have in common with each other.

Everyone here tonight was either Mr. Boddy's victim or accomplice.

I work for him of course.

And why are you receiving phone calls from J. Edgar Hoover?

between patients who are alive or dead.

Not the cognac, just in case.

That's what we call overkill.

Mr. Epstein lay on the floor apparently dead.

Will you stop kicking my throat?? No.

You could go to Targ…no…rather you could order from Amazon…no…

We'll stack the bodies in the cellar, lock it,

Professor Plum. You knew Mr. Boddy was still alive.

I see you know each other.

got the gun, and shot the door open. Bang!

Please help yourself to a drink, if you'd like.

I've certainly seen you before,

Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?

Naturally, I could hardly resist putting in an appearance.

Then, more screaming.

No, Mr. Green. Religion is just a red herring

- uh. It was only one shot that got the chandelier.

- ls there a little girl's room in the hall? - Oui.oui. Madame.

But the police will be here any minute. What happens then?

He was expendable, like all of you.

But look what happened to the cook.

Well, let's put her in the study with the others.

You knew Yvette, too, didn't you?