Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I really shouldn't be saying this to an outsider...
- Thank you. - You getting any practice today?
You know, I'm very upset with Guy.
Name's Collins.
Even more terrifying than the murder itself was...
Whichever way you look at it, I'm in a spot.
I'm sick and tired of bowing and scraping to the king.
Yes, Mr. Haines?
They're all okay.
Wapas se a chuke hain aapke target per
- No Haines. - I wonder where he went.
30-all.
They got you at last, huh, Guy?
I have a murder on my conscience, but it's not my murder.
Come on.
- Yeah? - Anne Morton.
He should be sent someplace for treatment before it's too late!
Bruno?
- Good night, Mom. - Now, don't stay out late.
Such a soothing pastime.
This is what I think we'd better do.
You heard what I said, Guy Haines.
Is your car here?
Someday I'll tell you about it.
Advantage, Mr. Haines.
She went there with the boys that found her, so they're not suspects.
That's funny, coming from you.
...would get Guy out of this dreadful situation?
They had it all worked out in their timetable.
I didn't even know the girl.
He's right. You mustn't do anything that looks suspicious.
...I wouldn't have run out on you.
- How about some popcorn? - You don't want any more to eat.
I'm sorry, Guy, to be the one to tell you.
Crisscross.
...to have a man love you so much he'd kill for you.
Sixteen hundred. Will you try it again and win a nice Kewpie Doll for the lady?
We'll be pulling in soon. I've got to change trains.
Aha. There you are, you see? There you are.
I haven't got it.
Bruno.
Advantage, Mr. Reynolds.
- Did you see how he stared at Barbara? - No, I didn't particularly.
- Are you all right, Haines? - I think so.
Get shaved before your father gets home.
But we have...
Hey, what's that? What are you doing?
Game, set and match, Mr. Haines.
We'd better be getting back.
Thank you.
The smoochers wouldn't go near the place.
Going there after you did only made him more furious.
- I saw him outside. - Please come in, professor.
I wish I understood what this is all about.
- Get your popcorn here! Fresh popcorn!
This is Mr. Turley, the chief of police.
It was all over in no time.
He's a maniac. I met him on the train going to Metcalf.
Close enough.
Help, somebody, help!
Even to the Senate.
Oh, thanks.
And I can do it.
But that'll be too late.
His hands were on her throat...
...but nothing so ridiculous as a murder.
Guy.
Bruno, I do wish you'd take up painting.
Taxi's waiting at the entrance.
Not like you, huh? All right, so I'm a bum.
I couldn't bear it.
Guy. Bruno.
Especially when you're going to have another man's baby.
Business fell off something terrible for a while.
Who was he, bud?
Oh, I've got a wonderful theory about that.
I haven't got time to listen.
...they swap murders.
She was a tramp.
"I wondered why."
I like.
I'm not getting a divorce.
What? Now, who did you say this is?