Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White, Gretel of Hansel and fame....
This is about as well feathered a love nest as I've ever seen.
We're private investigators. We're wondering...
This isn't your fault, Jim. It isn't.
What's romance got to do with it? They met Friday...
You knew the whole time, didn't you?
...and signs an affidavit not to press charges.
...you might be right.
Mother, may I please rock?
Well, there's nothing great about that either.
...I want something done.
-How convenient. -Yeah.
Okay.
She sounded scared, so I drove up to the cabin.
Pick it up. Will you-- You hear me? Pick it--
That's one of my favorite things about you.
Another person.
The trick is getting to know someone.
...50 that you could go on.
Damn it, Melissa, answer the phone.
Ask our boy MacGillicudy what he did this weekend.
-After who went where? -Bower, here.
-That man hit his wife. Hit his wife. -Fine.
Melissa--
...you do that.
Oh, yes, spontaneously.
Never mind, we'll all find out together.
-...after I asked you-- -Told me.
Everything is fine, Miss DiPesto. Vamoose, will you?
My God, there's her car.
Gentlemen, there are 768 flowers in those drapes behind your head.
I live next door.
-In love. -In heat maybe, but not in love.
Melissa.
-What do you wanna get him? -Who?
Lured us to the cliff so we'd see her die a second time.