Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Actually, uh, no. It's a pencil sketch.

Like Willard Kauffman, I suppose.

Stefan would not do that. He is not a killer.

I am well aware that I am one of the suspects.

Oh, nonsense. I wouldn't miss this party for the world.

that Willard was buying up Diego's paintings?

This was quite... quite a challenge for me.

Well, in our business...

and as far as we know, he's been hospitalized ever since.

I was thinking of selling it, but now... Now I'll keep it in remembrance of a good friend.

I was in grave danger of losing everything.

I used the helicopter radio to contact the mainland authorities,

Suddenly, somebody grabbed me from behind, and I felt an arm around my neck.

I must learn now who is trying to kill me. That is why I need your help.

[Chattering] Ah, refreshments. They look scrumptious.

Allow me to help you with your bag. Oh, thank you.

[Margo] Oh, Belle, please. [Belle] Oh, no, please.

Well, a thought came to me.

First rule of eavesdropping: Never complain if you don't like what you hear.

Is it true that you own one of Diego's paintings?

Now, we proved that by a simple demonstration, with Margo's cooperation.

and this is Mrs. J.B. Fletcher... Jessica to her friends.

Permit me to auction your painting at my London gallery.

Good morning. [Elaine] Good morning, Margo.

[Belle] Is she alive? [Henry, Coughing] I don't know.

Oh, I'm practicing. I'll need it to sound sincere.

Oh, yes. Diego's taste in old friends is so ecumenical...

My loss, I'm sure. That's very generous of you, Mr. Kyle.

his real identity was sure to come out.

Actually, Miguel is the expert.

Dozens of priceless treasures...

What is it? [Sets Down Receiver]

Henry! Jessica.