Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do you think I was never hurt? This smile, this is my scar tissue.
That wouldn't work at all.
I never told that story to anybody.
...and all the lights on my block go out.
I don't want to have to kill anyone else.
Trust me, this will work out.
Right now, some bank teller is thinking about the big grab.
...about Miss DiPesto as you do.
All the evidence points to her.
...but I was greedy and stupid.
At one point, our house-- J.B. and I used to own a home together.
Well, I'm certainly glad Miss DiPesto found this.
...one of you fools hadn't killed him.
-Addison? -Wrong button.
Old Rodney works fast.
...cherish your peace of mind.
What did you write about?
...let's figure out where to start. What we have is a dead body.
-Addison, do something. -What?
I won't.
Maybe I should get a head start and scout out the place.
-If you solve it, you win. -Where's the rest of the group?
Goodness, if don't you care about anyone else on this train...
The fat has seeped into his brain...
...and then ignores you when you get your first laugh line.
She's right. You're all mystery experts.
-What are you doing? -Stay inside!
I am pleased to have you as my special guest...
Why aren't I surprised?
Or did he publish your books? I mean, after all...
-I know who our murderer is. -You do?
There's a rebel in me, I admit it.
I think Miss Hayes is right.
I'm sorry it had to end this way, Miss DiPesto.
It's gonna be a lot of fun...
And what I was wondering was....
1 go in my pocket, and there is no key.
He gave me a creative outlet, a purpose.
-Maddie Hayes. -You're Maddie Hayes, aren't you?
I also see my mom's home. I figure she hasn't noticed.
I can't remember a woman ever having this effect on me before.
Please, I'm getting cavities just listening to this.
David.
This time, it just went "ding." I heard it go "ding," and I turn around and look...
...she'll go by my room, see my lights on...
-S0? -S0?
-And then we can go? -Then we can leave.
I was not born yesterday!
She's an innocent.
Must be tough to vacuum.
Maddie Hayes.
And I wrote out for him exactly how I thought the killer would use it:
-What do you think of him, anyway? -Who? Rodney?
Pretended he didn't even know you.