Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This sort of crime, they go after the husband.

Miss Morton, really.

I wondered why.

He thought he was murdering me.

- Especially when he's to be a father. - You conniving liar!

- Relax, mister. - I don't want to relax.

No more than anyone else.

No, please. Anne says you must have dinner with us tonight...

- Hi, Bill. - Guy Haines! Good to see you, boy.

If we could only talk to Father, to...

Oh, no, Ma. They're just fine. Thanks.

- Are there any seats in the diner? - Not for about 20 minutes, sir.

I'm very sorry, Mr. Haines.

Oh, come, now. Why should I go to Metcalf to kill a total stranger?

It's wonderful having you as company all the way to New York.

- Well, if it's not for long. - Oh.

- I don't think you know what you want. - Well, I want to do something.

I don't know much about these things, but why don't you get some treatment?

Now I can buy me some pretty new clothes.

It's a nice item for the gossips.

Why, you crazy fool!

- How about a little poison? - Yes.

Satisfy my craving a little better.

I really must go now.

He had a crazy scheme about exchanging murders. I do his, he'd do mine.

Oh, Guy, what are we gonna do?

Poison takes from 10 to 12 weeks...

You haven't time to play. You'd better tell them.

What do you think of a man like that?

The light socket in the bathroom...

Yes, but people don't know that, Guy. Do they?

Father wants to see you.

But you look so pale, dear.

Man, that's a thrill. Almost blew the sawdust out of my head.

- Well, I think possibly... - Yes, I hate him too.