Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's thinking of moving to Rome. [ Sniffles ]

Oh, don't be sorry, no. I've never been happier.

I don't remember him.

Let me put some clothes on and we'll talk about this.

Just to say good-bye properly, you know, in the daylight,

[ Woman ] Pronto ?

- Shut up ! - [ Gasping ]

No, don't get up. Don't get up. Don't get up.

- Tom. Hello. - Hi.

America's like a fog.

- We were at Princeton together. - Okay.

Dick is Herbert Greenleaf's boy.

She was pregnant. Did you know that ?

- May I - What are you doing ?

- I know. - Yes, I think we have.

Can you bear it ? We hear you are a friend of Freddie's.

[ Striking Keys ]

The truth is that if youíve had money your entire life,

- Here. I'll take it. - Thanks.

- [Resumes] - because it's dark...

Are you traveling under R ?

[Marge] Did you suddenly forget where I lived?

Was who Meredith ?

and lock the door and never go in there ?

I think Ermalinda made up the bed. Ermalinda !

or a call or a little note or a--

- I don't think so. - Particularly with the Marge problem.

The Rome police didn't think to ask Mr. Greenleaf.

It's Signor Greenleaf ! Presto, presto !

[Phone Ringing]

Oh, Tom, I love you. See ?

he was planning on doing something, uh, to himself.

[ Strikes Random Keys ]

When a girl drowns herself,

Meredith. What's her name, Marge ? The textile people.

My father wants me back in New York.

Marge never could.

November, I thought. Was it ?

- What canyon do ? - [ Italian ]

You're so white.

The thing with Dickie--

Is Freddie in Rome ?

There's female intuition...then there are facts

Now I can't think what to do or where to go.

they always play at killing each other ?

But, of course, in my case, it's probably a whole building.

- Can we come in ? - Please.

Just to wake up every morning. I mean, how can you ?

No. Youíre just so drunk. Oh. Youíre just--

And I've lied...

That's pain. That's secret pain.

Oh, hardly kissing.

[ Opera: Italian ]

- Ditto. - No-No glasses.

What does that mean ?

Hey Felt - where’s the insider buying?

How can l, in all decency.

A lot of ladies. Ooh.

Just these cryptic notes, you know ?

Iíve gotten to like everything about the way you live.

I was sure we'd met before. Weren't you, Ted ?

the night before he left, we--

Come get him ! Come get him !

I know there's something.

Well, Freddie said you were a rat.

Oh, I'll come down.

So, uh, did they put your cases in the wrong pile ?

[Peter] Of course it is. Meredith, hello. Sorry.

[Footsteps Receding]

[Freddie] God. A corduroy jacket in Italy.

So many things.

[ Italian Continues ]

So I'll see you in the morning, Marge ?

I won't count on you anymore.

I came out to find you.

I could get a job, or, better still,

Embossed. Of course, Signor Greenleaf.

Okay. When you take over, which is never, I'll accept.

Mr. Greenleaf is personal friends with the Cunard people.

Dickie ? Do you-- Do you-- Do you know Dickie ?

Heís being thorough. Iím learning about my son, Tom.

- I have. - You have, yes.

I know. It's ridiculous.

Marge has been telling us about the rings.

[Marge] Oh, I hated New York. That whole Park Avenue crowd.

- I think I've broken a strap. - Not guilty.

Golly. Who's paying for this ?

- Dinner tonight... - Dinner tonight...

we could be there, and when we're here, we could be here.

What can you do, eh ? You should see my other friends.

You are right. A coincidence.

Oh ! Excuse me.

I really don't want to see anybody.

- Thank you. - Sir. You're gonna have a great trip.

That day when he was late coming back from Rome,

- We were gonna send out a search party. - No.

a single word you've said. [ Gasping, Shuddering ]

you let me know, 'cause I'll do it.

I could fuck this icebox, I love it so much.

Charlie Parker ?

Marge, what a man may say to his sweetheart...

It's not love. It's my coffee machine.

he feels like quite the grownup.

It's where the police were. The Palazzo Gioia.

I'll try my best, sir. Obviously, I'll do anything to help Dickie.

the only suspect in Freddieís murder.

What happened to your face ?

- Arrivederci. - Arrivederci. Oops !

Mr. Greenleaf feels that there was a silent promise...

I'm prepared to take the blame.

[ Sighs ] Well, how-how-how would you know that ?

Little Ciquencento with my dad's money ?