Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

At least I think it's still morning.

I was wondering if I could ask you a favour.

...and the emotion is lust.

Cross my mended heart.

Ms. Hayes, Mr. Addison just called.

I'm sorry. Did you let the hotel know?

...you'd work so hard to try to find a reason to stick so close.

...and she wanted me to be her maid of honour.

Yes, murder. I think I know who's guilty.

Scratched and clawed for, broken nails for?

I have this bad feeling about Jillian. I don't know why.

Damaged enough of the old grey matter to end up night manager...

-You could have fooled me. -A gnat with a lobotomy could fool you.

Yes, detective. Mr. Addison is not here right now.

...dressed and everything.

Well, have a nice funeral.

David, it was dark, it was crazy.

Excuse me. I have a husband to bury.

Why don't you visit the worm?

Good to be seen.

Well, the coroner's report indicated that they found two bullets in the body.

-Morning, Ms. Hayes. -Morning, Ms. DiPesto.

Last year, a guy got mad...

-David, this is a hearse. -Yeah, so?

What are you saying? You saying what I think you're saying?

What are you doing here?

Look who's here. Nice of you to dress.

-What's that? -To say goodbye.

...don't get the wrong idea about this.

-No problem. -But I'll call, though.

Go-- Go away? Go away?

Feel like I walked in on the middle of a movie.

Next time someone leaves his wife...

-Of Jillian. -Boy, have you got it backwards.

I noticed that he had a lot of money.

I don't think there's anything to admit.

Excuse me, Ms. Hayes. Please sit down.

Is something the matter?

-No. -What does that mean?

Jillian says he's not taking it well.