Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-I don't believe it. -So, what I was wondering was...
...is walking back and forth in front of me asking me these questions.
Sounds weird. Girl cop.
There's something I want to show you. Here.
Come in.
That's okay.
What are you saying?
...anyone who had a claim to the estate was gonna do just fine.
Come on, Maddie. Let's let it lay.
...like six, seven times to repeat the question...
Does he have an engagement for Friday?
No, it's not.
Champagne flowing. Tongues flapping.
-There you go again, acting delighted. -I'm sorry.
-Where are you going? -I'm going in that filthy bookstore.
-Okay, what? -Okay, I'm satisfied.
When it came to his wife, the man was not normal.
Well, thank you. That would make me feel better.
It'll be fine. Keep your hands in your pockets...
And then they put a shirt on...
Trust me, everything about this litigation is pro forma.
Are you the folks who called?
You mean, you'd let it all go to his heirs?
-Well, then come with me. -In there?
Faking my death, causing Roger so much pain.
We failed at the first. We can finish the second.
But it didn't quite work out that way.
Imagine poor Mr. Clements finding out his wife was still alive...
I'm Madelyn Hayes and this is David Addison.
...lo make an appointment to discuss his will--
Now that we've got that settled, the night's still young.
You're forgetting something. No body. They haven't found a body.
-No, she's not. -Yes, she is.
Keeps you on your toes, doesn't it?
-You're working for me. Give it back. -For who? For what?
Give me those.
That's why you're packing, isn't it?
-I guess not. -You think I'm awful, don't you?
Good.
My whole family's gonna be at this wedding.