Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Are they sure? - They're positive.
[Boswell] Let me tell you something, Spencer.
Ladies, I've picked out your horses for you.
- [Teddy Whimpers] - [Boswell] Oh, don't even consider that.
Oh, I know they all say that. But do I strike you as a violent person?
Some night she's gonna smack into the gate.
You wouldn't happen to have one of the sheriff's new metal detectors with you, would you?
I tell ya... my wife would give her eyeteeth for that. It's beautiful.
Well, it took my entire bag of tricks to get Teddy released on his own recognizance.
Time for you to get back to work.
That's mostly what we got around here.
It came over the Sheriff's band on my C.B.
Be skeptical. Say I'm crazy. But I really saw it.
[Footsteps Approaching]
He was such a wonderful person.
isn't there a test that could be made on the horse?
Father's gonna pull a fast one? Don't be ridiculous.
Well, Denton was always a wild one.
Oh, no, ma'am. Feel free.
I'm going to go see a man about a dog bite.
Well, howdy, Mrs. Fletcher. Out for a walk? Morning, Will.
Well, as Denton's attorney, I'd best get down to business.
Yes. Yes. Afraid so. They're all in on it.
[Birds Chirping] [Nickering]
Mm-hmm. Yes. Yes. And this time I'll even put a stamp on it.
But you'd planned for that eventuality.
Of all the dirty tricks! Damn it, Boswell!
[Dogs Barking]
Yes? [Secretary] I'm sorry, sir.
- And so do you, Aunt Trish. - [Spencer] Ladies, please.
Abby, I know how you felt about him.
Well, think again, because my cousin has worked it all out!
Could you show me the way to Morgana's room?
The perfect opportunity to kill and avoid exposure.
It takes a sound mind and good judgment to handle that much money.
Therefore, it couldn't have been the killer's signal.
I swear to it! He got me down, tore my arm!
I know Teddy will be very happy in his new home.
[Birds Twittering]
- He went for my horse and then me. - Which showed perfectly good sense.
Well, Abby, Miss Fletcher.
It still sounds like cats in heat.
Look, I don't want to be a pest about this, but...
[Teddy Whimpering] [Gasps]
Morning, Abby. Hello.
Well, Mrs. Fletcher?
[Chuckles] Well, we're actually curious about that man Potts.
No, Trish. This is, uh, the latest in will technology.