Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He was a nice guy, Alex.
- Hm. There was no ticket on the body. - Then...
- Could fool anyone. - Mmm.
That's good, that's a good deduction, yeah.
I mean, she's left me this place... which is lovely...
Mrs. Hudson and I watch far too much telly.
Jupiter, the fifth planet in our solar system, and the largest.
Boring!
Just so.
and you'd have cleared up the fake painting a lot quicker.
- Well... - Got it from Bart's morgue.
- The surprising ones. - Obviously.
A scratch is almost inevitable. She wouldn't...
And did those whispers have a name?
Are you all right?
- The God with two faces? - Exactly.
- Why do you have to spoil...? He's not! - With that level of personal grooming?
It was an accident. I swear it was.
Before you ask, yes, it's Monkford's blood. DNA checks out.
- I can't. - Can't?
People might talk.
the picture was genuine.
John's trying to find out what happened to Westie, Joe.
Excellent. What else?
More bruises...
He was found at Battersea, yes. So he got on the train?
The Hickman's contemporary art, isn't it?
find out about his friends and...
It's a horrible thing to say!
Why does anyone do anything?
But you've not taken anything!
Back off.
Wait a second. What about the disinfectant, then, on the cat's claws?
I dunno how it happened
-6 - How?
I think Ian Monkford gave a pint of his blood some time ago
It must be. It's how he got the tetanus into her system.
Think it over.
I don't know how it started.
She threatened to disinherit Kenny, Raoul had grown accustomed
Sorry! I've got to run!
Oh.
- Um... no. - Why not? I thought you'd be flattered.
- Mrs. Monkford? - Oh, yes. She's in on it too.
Really!
It was pretty easy to get the thing off him, he was so plastered.
I knew I could save her. I also knew that the bomber had given us 12 hours.
Jus' askin'
Sodden by the river, but still recognisably...
There isn't.
what are we dealing with?
Now we go to the gallery.
So this is where West was found? - Yeah.
Change? Any change?
Something's wrong.
Not much cop, this caring lark.
- Goodbye, John. - Mm.
What about the time after that?
I've seen her take girls who looked like the back end of Routemasters
They're quite big. A man's.
Botox is a diluted form of botulinum.
I'm sorry. Who?
Just... watching a DVD.
Yes.
- And some beans, then? - Mm.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. What painting? What are you on about?
...into supernovas...
Many are actually long dead...
What?
There's something else that we haven't thought of.
Top secret?
Inference, the dead man knew something about it,
He normally falls asleep, you know, but he sat through this one.
- Don't make me order you. - I'd like to see you try.
Your brother sent me to collect more facts
Yet the soles of his feet and the nascent varicose veins in his legs show otherwise.
- You'll love this. That explosion. - Gas leak, yes?
This is...
I live over there.
dance.
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