Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me? Brave? [Sighs]
You were 7. Now you're 5.
Grace, Julian, go sit next to your Uncle Detective.
You don't need me. You're fine on your own.
Dr. Scholls,
I don't need anybody, and I never will.
Yes! A row to myself!
[Lock clicks]
Holy shit! What's in here?
[Pounding] I mean, nobody yells at my kids.
Let's just find out what this guy knows.
Um, this guy was found murdered on your flight.
and see if forensics had better luck?
- [Muffled screaming] - You like that can?!
You sure you don't need my help?
Don't sweat it, Tribeca. There's nothing wrong
I mean, I wish I c...
Thank you.
Edelweiss: Ah, Detectives. I'll be right with you.
However, these feathers match exactly the ones found
Aah. [Sobbing]