Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What did you say her name was? Your wife's?
- Storm drain? - Maybe it lodged on the edge.
...tell you more about it. - Oh.
Well, this is cozier. Sort of like old times, isn't it?
I assume that you have no intention of going ahead with our arrangement?
Who's this?
Guy.
- Good luck, Guy. - Thanks.
There he is now.
I can take him in the car and when we get to a very lonely spot...
I was on a merry-go-round somewhere. It made me dizzy.
What time does it get dark around here?
Try your luck, mister?
Listen, you... There's a detective outside. He'll see us together.
At this time of night?
Did I file them too short?
It's had me so worried.
Yes, operator, yes.
A whole fifth.
Can't I look beyond a tennis net without being out for something?
It's a shame Daddy won't let us have him in.
Hey, be careful! Stop!
You see, this is why I didn't want you to know anything about it.
...I want to kill him.
Are you trying to tell me...? Why, you maniac!
Got a nice tan playing tennis with all your rich friends.
There seems to be no way of diplomatically breaking tragic news.
I'm sorry, darling. I just got in.
I wouldn't want you to be ashamed of me in Washington...
There'll be many reporters here in the morning.
You bring the money? Lawyers are expensive.
Linesmen ready?
What's the trouble?
- What time does it get dark, I said? - Oh, soon enough.
- Someone you know? - No.
Oh, I get it. A little chat with your wife about the divorce.
- This is Lieutenant Campbell. - How do you do?
Come on, Miriam, get up.
It's pretty late to start flirting with a discarded husband.
Neither one. I may be old-fashioned, but murder is against the law.
He thinks you're a very suspicious character.
Two fellows meet accidentally, like you and me.
- Come on, come on. Come closer. Here we are.
You've already been good enough to tell us where you were last evening.
That's better, Mrs. Anderson.
Surely, madam, hasn't there been a time...
- But you pointed him out. - No, I didn't, sir.
- You must think a lot of that, whatever it is.
Let's see your lawyer and get this over with.
You're so restless lately.
He tried to get me to go back to the island one night after dark...
- Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please.
- Hello, Guy. - What are you doing here?
You mean there wasn't a tiny moment when you were made very angry?
But, of course, I couldn't do it. It would be too risky.
That I could...
I think he's going.
It's serious between you two, huh?
Over here. Take it easy, pal.
She doesn't want the divorce. Not now.
...and we're 10-all in the fourth set.
What's that?
Thanks, but I'll go to the dining car. Oh, waiter.
You know, I've got a theory that you should do everything before you die.