Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Well, I didn't think so... - All right, Belle, if you must know...
It's magnificent.
It was lovely. Really it was.
In the stone building behind the house.
Well, supposing Willard's coronary were something else.
The art business is very volatile.
Poor Miguel. It must be very difficult for a young man of limited talents...
Oh, please, Elaine. Ohh.
[Sighs] Oh, don't stop. I was enjoying it.
[Helicopter Whirring]
Oh. I thought if anyone would know, you would.
Well, I was afraid that everybody was sleeping in.
Well, I can't help but think there might be some connection...
When the helicopter will arrive to return us to the mainland.
the lock had been smashed.
- And there is the marksman. - I didn't shoot him.
Okay.
The great man's son hasn't been very sociable, has he?
What makes you think I own a Diego painting?
[Speaking Spanish]
You know who's responsible, don't you?
[Woman Screaming]
who defected over 10 years ago.
Sorry? Sorry? Sorry for what?
No doubt waiting for Diego to make his nightly appearance strumming his guitar.
I think she looks lovely. Aah!
Or I don't understand the art world.
"You're never gonna take me alive"?
I'll make sure that he's settled in, okay?
Because, Belle. Once the police started questioning everyone here,
[Woman Screaming]
- But she didn't. - Really.
Well, perhaps I could find a few hours.
and they're going to be asking some pretty sharp questions.
[Elaine] He's dead!
Jessica! Diego was killed early this morning.
I'll go and call the mainland. [Henry] Thank you, Sir John.
If you think I've come to defend you, Willard,