Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mrs. Fletcher, you're a bright gal. You would've been a great cop.

- We haven't gotten to that yet. - Well, I hope you do it soon,

You should get yourself a Guild card. I didn't expect to find you here, Mr. York.

trying to break Freddy's long-term contract.

See, that's why I answered the ad to Les Champignons. Was that a crime?

This is your pillow. It's the only one that is sun-faded, like the settee,

Mr. Drake was already dead when Howard came in the room.

and tomorrow she appears with Dana Burns and then in the afternoon, she's gonna meet the mayor.

It was not an accident. Oh, dear.

Al, we gotta talk.

[Groans] This gun?

Now, either you find time to talk with me, or I will go on that television show, and my subject will not be my next book...

1777, I believe... and the redcoat shot first.

Through the club, backstage, past the dressing rooms.

All right. All right. I'll make it simple.

I went to the hospital today to bring Freddy flowers, and do you know what he did?

Good evening, Mr. Carter. Right this way.

Won't that noise disturb you? Right now, I could sleep through Armageddon.

Maybe you'll be tied up again. God knows I wouldn't want to drag you away from a client.

but I wouldn't put it past Bill Patterson to kill 'im.

But a great view of the patrons.

That doesn't mean I had anything to do with what happened to Al Drake.

I met a girl at the bar last night. She told me she was into astrology.

The only fingerprints on the gun was his, and it was common knowledge he'd been arguing with Drake about money.

This afternoon at the chapel, he lent me his handkerchief.

and that they would figure out what had happened.

Yes. She gets the business. I know. Freddy York and his agent, Bill Patterson,

Just how intimate a wedding will this be?

Darling, I just can't ask you to tie yourself to me with all this hanging over my head.

Down the hall on the right. Thank you. Thank you very much.

You probably recognize her. No.

[Mike] Well, if you wanna critique my performance, Mrs. Drake,

He just wants some freedom to explore a few more things.

Would you care to select one? Well, we'll take the first two that move.

Uh-huh. You're Howard's aunt, aren't you?

You have the club and all of his money, and I have you.

No, but I'm sure you've got a list. Also, I'm not sure about the time of death.

But, you know, I wonder what Miss Stevenson was doing there.

particularly against himself, would point to someone else.

We could seat you at 11:00... next Thursday.

Aha. Well, that's my office persona.

Well, you'll break a lot of hearts if you don't.

I dropped by his office yesterday to surprise him.