Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You were there first.
-J.B. was my friend. -And what did your friend say?
Mystery?
As you all know...
...that he was at all interested in on this train was you.
-Addison? -All right, all right, all right.
-Not bad for a Saturday night. -I'm not speaking to you.
It must have been something back then...
I'm gonna spend the weekend with him.
We'll be back in time. We'll both take you down there.
But that's the way the victim died in J.B.'s last book.
...a dead body, or a live murderer?
But I do, and you gave it to me.
Jealous of the-- Of the deep friendship I had with J.B.
The only woman...
So now, whenever I see a button--
Magic Night.
Index finger, please.
The prom ended for you and J.B. years ago.
But you don't have a shred of evidence.
I'm a baker.
What else is there?
Well, enjoy the murder, Maddie.
...thanks for the advice. It was great-great.
...train?
-Elegant button. -What are you doing?
My nail file pressed up against your ribs.
And that's why he invited you up to his estate...
That was a wonderful essay you wrote on J.B.
I used to worry about it. Then I read an article, said it was genetic. Later.
...and I don't want to leave my car at the station--
Come on, Skyler.
Make the best of it for both of us. I'd rather be alone.
Every car, filled with the possibility of intrigue...
When I was little...
He turns, sees his mistress, sees the gun, there's a scream!
But this, this is different.
I've been invited aboard the Murder Train. J.B. Harland's Murder Train.
Me luck is on the rise. I'd listen as fate cries.
...Sky's back-breaking gambling debts suddenly disappeared?
-This is sick. -And stupid.
...that our killer is in this room, and it is not Miss DiPesto.
This train is not stopping for another 22 hours, folks.
I always wanted to say that.
...and they're all over you.