Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I did not see. But the arm. Was it a man's arm, or a woman's arm?

We'll get to them first thing after our guests leave.

And if not? If not, we will simply wait until tomorrow morning!

Oh. Good night, Sir John.

Oh, no accidents. I saw him, Jessica.

I'm afraid your little game has come to an end.

I, for one, would feel a lot safer if we could find the missing crossbow.

not a word of this to the others.

What happened? Oh, there, darling. It's nothing.

To my wife, Margo, whom I cherish dearly,

I beg your pardon? I said we both know that you killed Diego Santana.

You do see my problem, don't you? Hmm?

Hello? Margo? Anyone up?

Now, there's a killer loose on this island, and despite what Belle said,

Packed? [Chuckles] Oh, no. No, no.

The radio has been smashed beyond repair.

Husband, wife, ex-wife... How do you pull it off?

to the welfare of underprivileged children throughout the African continent.

Oh. Look how you've captured his expression. Here. Come with me.

Well, that's it then. Conrad has left this island.

And then... Oh, very clever, Mrs. Fletcher.

you and I were having tea at the Barcelona airport.

Bravo, Pedro. Oh.

Right, Sir John?

After all, the-the attacker could only have been me, Belle, Elaine McComber,

that Stefan did not shoot Diego with a crossbow.

He loves me. And... you love him?

If I'm not mistaken, it contained amyl nitrate.

To my dear friends already here,

At 50 yards, it can drive a bolt clear through a pheasant.

in the company of so many loving friends who have traveled here...

Hmm. Excuse me. Good night. Good night!

[Elaine] Diego. I don't know what to say.

Then, of course, that is no longer a problem for him now, is it?

The finest donkey I've ever seen.

[Laughs] I welcome any interrogations.

My hospitality does not extend to my wife!

And put my attacker on guard? No, Jessica.

Really? No, no. Thank you, Doctor.

Oh, no, Sir John. I'm afraid we both know...

Margo. I am sorry.

Sorry to leave so soon, maestro. But we must sail before the tide turns.

- [Jessica] Sir John! - Completely gutted.

I don't... I do not know.

things are not quite as desperate as they seem.

So much for our theory about Willard Kauffman.

You're saying that whoever tried to kill you is one of your guests?

She needed money, so the lawyer could bribe some important officials.