Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I thought we had a deal. We do.

Now you've got the picture? Yes. Thank you, Lieutenant.

That was very theatrical, diving off the stage when you didn't have to.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Oh. Excuse me. Mrs. Fletcher, what'd they do? Find another body?

- Howard Griffin is guilty. - Oh, for heaven's sakes.

and I knew if I didn't give it a shot, a real shot,

You can't have it both ways, Lieutenant. Incidentally, have you noticed how many people around this club are wearing gloves?

[Sighs] Uh, I'm Lieutenant Novak. Now, did anybody touch anything in here?

Oh, thank you. I'm allergic to flowers.

Well, I heal fast. You see, I got good genes.

I'm sorry, Vicky. I think we oughta postpone the wedding.

A fortuitous turn of events. Couldn't have worked out better if we'd planned it.

because after a few hours, that test is meaningless.

Six paperbacks and one movie sale. Listen, do you have representation on the West Coast?

Probably a bulk purchase.

I... I can explain everything.

I suppose she would inherit the club, but she seems such a nice lady.

Not at all. Mrs. Fletcher, come on in. Come on in. How about a bit of the bubbly?

[Birds Squawking]

You see, in college, he played the lead in Charley's Aunt,

Now, did you or did you not kill that man?

You haven't moved, have you? I haven't moved.

He broke my spirit. That man broke my heart.

Felix, what are you doing backstage? I'm supposed to tell Mr. Drake his wife's here.

Thank you. Thank you. I'm glad you're all having such a great time.

You're sure? I'm positive, but I did see her comin' in the stage door just before I went on.

because I thought that this was more important.

Hey. You're beautiful. You're beautiful.

Thank you. Bye.

I need my money. We already had that conversation.

However, I, uh, did hear something.

I'll seat you immediately. Was Mr. Drake expecting you?

How's your aunt? She get in okay? Great. I checked her into the hotel first thing this morning.

Uh, I'm still waiting for the results. However, you'll be happy to know we've established the time of death.

- Now, if you'll excuse me... - Hey, Lieutenant. Wait a minute.

It's your shot, your big break."

I suppose you know that Michael Dupont wanted to buy the club.

As long as I don't break yours, baby.

That's my manager, Patterson. He couldn't negotiate me more money, so he negotiated a window.

Well, actually, he was mostly a cabdriver.

Well, can you prove that scientifically? How would you do that, Mrs. Fletcher?

Oh, that's the impression I got about you.

Would you like a coffee? Sure.

but I'm gonna try.

I got hung up at the office, and traffic's brutal.