Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

? Must be an ending to it all
- Yeah, they went too far! - Well, fine!
When Michael Jackson comes on
(dogs barking with excitement)
Anyway, she asks me, she says, uh...
Yes, sir.
Traipsin' around in the altogether. With the lights on.
Here's the first good thing to come my way. And I pick it up.
No, sir. I'm not prejudiced.
I found a piece of wood in Colbert's scalp. The lab identified it as pine.
It's the white boy I want.
I don't need it.
My husband is dead.
Mm-hm.
No club this time, man?
But I don't think I have to do that, you see?
Jess, this is, uh...
We don't know who - yet.
All right... Virgil.
That's what Mrs Colbert thinks. She wants us to catch her a killer.
- All right, what'll you have, Virgil? - I ain't servin' him!
Gonna teach you, boy!
Listen, I'm get...
? In the heat of the night
Oh!
- I didn't catch what you said. - Get rid of the nigger.
"Whom"? Whom?
And he was, uh, kinda...
? I've got trouble wall to wall
Somebody in this town killed him! I want you to find out who!
I just didn't stop her from tryin' to prove her point.
But when I see whose wallet it is...
? Every time I see your face
Would you be kind enough to go outside and remind him what day it is today?
It's very hot in here.
You're just gonna stay here and show us all.
I am not interested in '62 September. I am interested in yesterday.
? Ain't a woman yet been born
POLICE
? For just a little light
Virgil, if you get killed, we'll have one hell of a mess in this town. You know that?
- Let go of her! - Let go of me!
So, Wood took you to the cemetery in the patrol car, right?
Could have been a hitchhiker.
Yesterday? Well...
Find anything?
Well, I don't need you!
I know that Colbert cashed a cheque for $900.
Ever been close to it?
That's somethin' Mr Colbert didn't realise.
- Gillespie. - Mr Endicott.
You're a cop?
- Well, what? - Well...
You ever take a homicide picture before, son?
Why don't you tell me how you killed Mr Colbert? You'll feel a whole lot better.
Why, isn't that remarkable!
My brother works nights.
- What do they call you up there? - They call me Mr Tibbs!
No.
You aren't taking me anywhere. You dig? You're holding the wrong man!
(whistles)
He's crazy. Crazy.
"Don't you think I got a classy build?"