Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cheating spouse who stands to inherit it all.
They're mason jars filled with gasoline in the backseat...
- Not Zack. - You tell the story of what happened...
- Private investigator's name? - Rick Turco.
and grieves her loss, and he came here to talk to her.
At 8:04 this evening, a high-speed commuter train struck a private vehicle.
It's 70% amorphous silicon dioxide.
Forget about where the words are aimed.
Oh, you chilled in Darfur?
You have a train to meet. You're in a hurry.
Or me and... Russ?
- Well, what does explain it? - Opiates.
A lot of jewelry, male.
I know. I read the file.
Yeah. Yeah. A little.
Thanks, Steve! All right.
Twenty minutes now!
- What do you got? - A dolphin.
He was one of Lynch's all-purpose, go-to, dirty-work fixer.
Mr. Lynch did not commit suicide.
due to long-term abuse of his hypothalamic pituitary gonadal access.
- In the next lane. - How do you know that?
That's that brown little smelly part of the job.
young guy, baldy-headed, 5'5", 145 pounds.
This is definitely the vehicle found on the tracks.
- who you think I've slept with. - Think?
Tell me that's not a real skeleton.
Okay. Eddie.
What's that mean?
You got nothin'.
And then "Love, Brianna."
was removed and placed on the dead man...
Well, looks like your brother was here.
What do you mean, think?
Aphotograph from the carpool lane?
One minute she was holding a severed arm. The next, she's hitting on you.
Plus, we have this.
That's a motive for murder.
It may be because he was already unconscious at the time.
No. No, you touch me. It's a big difference.
And according to the fire department report...
- Seeley. - Camille.
What's the truth? Do I...
That client confidentiality routine no longer exists when the client is dead.
Yeah.
The part of you with the big gambling problem must love this idea.
All right. Anything I say, strictest confidence, correct?
- Absolutely certain. - All right.
- Really? - Why would I?
That was to show...
Looks like he was putting his jacket on.
using the evidence these people provided.
Probably suicide.
What princess?
- It wasn't suicide. - Jagged edges to the breaks...
This is the Jeffersonian Institute.
My last table didn't even have a drain.