Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...she is not my mistress.

We live in the only country in the world...

We went by the picture in the atlas.

...and I'm the family hockey puck, let me tell you something.

Dad, my life is here in California.

-You betcha. -Chip, you've been very, very helpful.

...and confronted that someone. She was murdered for her trouble.

-What are you doing here? -I have to talk to you.

Was John Gibson upset in the weeks prior to Miss O'Rourke's death?

Thank God your mother's not alive to hear you.

Yeah. I know a guy who smeared cat food all over himself...

-I thought he'd never leave. -I live for these moments...

Here, let me give you a hand with that.

Anything you can remember.

You and Miss Hayes were chewing on each other and then she was dead.

It's a long way--

So maybe he killed someone.

Forget about the files.

Anything about the business, Chip?

-Objection. Badgering the witness. -Objection sustained.

Son, you'll never solve your problems by running away from them.

-That's it. -The one who cooked the books.

There's really a leak in your bathroom. I'll bring my tools tomorrow.

-You forgot to water the plants? -No, no, no, the pothos is fine.

Dad, this is Agnes DiPesto.

I'm an instrument of justice. The judge told me himself.

This is my hometown. It's my turf, it's my tab.

Hey, I'm glad you inherited your father's excellent taste in women.

...Is maybe the most important thing...

Okay. Aunt Lenora...

I don't care if it's cellophane. You're wasting his time.

Dad, I'm not cut out to run the business. I don't even like garlic.

Framed by the real murderer.

I have to go to the bathroom.

-That's Aunt Lenora and Uncle Sal. -Hi. How do you do?

My cousin Guido is slithering around telling everyone I'm light in my loafers.