Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[door creaking]
She's my daughter.
[chanting]
They're beautiful.
[door shuts]
Yeah, the story of my life.
The only one I've unpacked I'm using for a juice pitcher.
Guess where we found her body.
Norman has a big mouth.
You know, KITT, there can't be too many places that rent out real gorilla-hair suits.
There he is, KITT!
Which is it, three or four? Four.
She's not there.
[door thudding]
No, it's not. It's breaking and entering.
Bonnie, look.
[thunder clapping]
(Michael) It smells like gas, buddy.
Michael, you're right.
Looks like we just rented ourselves a gorilla suit.
No!
My office.
[thunder cracking]
I've been calling you all morning long.
Don't tell me. Special effects, as in hologram projectors?
No, I mean like a gorilla going ape.
Photographs, letters, tapes?
You'll never guess where I found this gorilla costume.
As a favor for Denise.
You'll make a great King Kong. Denise, I need to talk to you.
[door shuts]
I'd hate to see anything happen to her.
All right.
[woman screams]
Come on, let's get back to your apartment.
and my business...
You mean like running out of ice?
What are you doing in here? I thought you were tied up with business.
(Grant) Knight again.
He did have a motive....
Nah.
Michael, sometimes I wonder if you really need me.
How did you get in? That's trespassing!
Well?
Every month seeing a little bit more of your inheritance...
[thunder cracking]
Bonnie, are you sure this is the right apartment?
How did you know that?