Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Will you get out of here and let me alone?
I guess we could phone the city engineer.
...that you didn't want to dispose of someone?
You can throw all your dreams about her into the ashcan.
When you wouldn't give me the divorce...
One-fifty, 2, 3, 4, 5. There you are.
Oh.
You look like MISTER wint Of south west possett
...I sort of hoped it was because you were jealous.
This is a complete reversal of his usual watch-and-wait strategy.
30-15.
I see.
Redemption Cemetery Curse Of The Raven
Well, I suppose I'll have to get a gun from somewhere.
I don't like to be double-crossed.
- Must you take that tone with Bruno? - Hello.
I'll think of something better than that. Much better.
He's finished.
- Anne... - It'd be wonderful...
Anne, darling, I...
- Hello, Guy. - Hello.
Someone might say it. I'd do anything to keep you all out of this mess.
- Excuse me, aren't you Judge Donahue? - That's right.
Come on.
What time do we meet your lawyer?
Oh, may I have a light, please?
Make sure Barbara has everything ready as soon as the third set starts.
Mr. Haines leading, two sets to one.
That's too bad.
Here, let me.
Hello, Hammond.
I couldn't stand that.
Hey, Bruno!
- Tell that to the Senate! - Please.
Guy, I wonder if you know how much I love you.
He hates me.
He'll keep me from getting near Metcalf.
When's the wedding?
Can you tell the chief you have my lighter?
I'm going to have that boy taken care of. If necessary, put under restraint!
Who said you were?
Better keep this for the time being.
All right, now.
Break it up, folks. This isn't the place for a family quarrel.
I'd do anything for you.
...in the observation car.
A call for you, Mr. Haines. They say it's urgent.
- What do you mean by that? - Don't look so mad, Guy.
Here we go. Watch it now.
So...
Game, Mr. Haines.
I certainly hope so. What's your next move?
Well, that's ridiculous. They're acting as if you were guilty.
- Harvard? - Delaware Tech.
Now I'll go you one better. I never wanna see or hear you again.
Want some money?
He said if the police found your lighter...
...and if you'll excuse me, I must get back to my painting.
- I hope. - Politics?
Yes, I'm in Metcalf.
...while his hands were around Mrs. Cunningham's throat.
You see, you have the motive.
Ah, don't worry. By that time, this thing will be all cleared up.
How do you do?
Be guided by my experience.
This men's singles match will be...
He went out with that man.
I'm afraid that Mother wasn't very much help, was she?
Slight improvement over Miriam, huh, Guy?
Oh, Miss Morton.
I'm afraid I don't know what a smoocher is.
Well, you were right.
Hello, Babs.
It can't be helped, darling. It's not your fault.
You've got me acting like I'm a criminal.
Guy, if you go to the police now...
People wanna see the scene of the crime.
- Come closer, come closer! Step right up and win a baby doll!
Not only for your sake...