Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, now, let me see if I have this correct,

You're gonna show me.

On August 18th, we received a cable indicating that a boy...

And I didn't start this fight, but I'm gonna finish it.

And a five-month investigation...

Get on down to her house, make sure she's all right.

who meet the description that matches Walter Collins.

Up against the wall.

I rest my case.

Oh, what the hell.

Maybe he's somewhere waiting for me.

just might help calm things down until the hearing's finished.

Is this Mrs. Christine Collins?

You know what your problem is, Mrs. Collins?

Can that change with age? Because that's what they're gonna say.

even the police would hesitate to go after you out in the open,

Breakfast is half an hour.

It's all right, I can take it from here. - But I got...

Las Vegas Missing Persons Department?

I'll be home before it gets dark.

But either way,

I'd wake up thinking they were right outside my window.

Sanford, keep your eye on that door.

We both pissed off the cops.

Uh-huh. I hear there's a new Charlie Chaplin picture...

and have some peace.

Please, miss, I need to see a doctor in charge.

insists that this isn't your son.

You are to convey the prisoner...

Now, you see, you see that lady there?

But then we found your son, and we brought him back.

It was a really pleasant vacation.

You get back here. Hey. Hold it. Hey.

the state has allowed to visit a serial killer...

Every day, the needs of honest citizens...

And in the end...

We can talk tomorrow.

Come on, Gordon. - Get off of me.

...and It Happened One Night.

I don't wanna talk to you. I can't talk to you right now,

All right. Let's go.

There's something I think you should see.

No? Well, even the boy says he's your son.

My office supervises all runaway and missing child cases,

That's what makes him so mysterious.

I give you my word. Trust me.

Dr. Jonathan Steele. Please, have a seat.

Yes. She denied his identity...

The information's in my car. Go on.

I'm not afraid of anything.

Extraordinary steps were necessary because we were dealing...

the work of Police Chief James Davis and his aptly named Gun Squad.

to the Los Angeles County General Hospital Psychopathic Ward.

If we're insane, nobody has to listen to us.

''I examined the boy quite thoroughly,' Dr. Tarr said,

Did you kill my son?

To avoid admitting they made a mistake...

You're gonna tell me you killed 20 kids?

Isn't that nice, Arthur?

How do you plea?

Because of what happened.

The police took them to the hospital, but they didn't have time to come find you,

I see that you've been refusing medication, requiring force feeding.

Please, please.

Shit. Get in the car, Sanford.

Ah. There he is.

He said I could live there in exchange I watch the place when he's gone,

Let me out. No. Please. No. - You got her?

for the months we spent working on your case.

and in the ditches of our cities,

I wanted to go to him right off,

we've cleared up two of the biggest mysteries in the history of Los Angeles.

No, you're lying.

Like I said, it was dark.

Medication for what? - The kind that's good for you.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Time to wake up.

Sara, get Dr. Tarr on the phone.

Mr. Northcott, you asked me to come here.

And when it was finally written several days later,

Back, boys. Back.

Departmental policy is what I say it is.

We then made arrangements for him to be transported back to California.

that's what happened, isn't it?

On March 10th, my nine-year-old son, Walter Collins, disappeared.

The Lord works in mysterious ways, Mrs. Collins.

Six days, Mrs. Collins, and no progress.

wait what s it true

Well, I'm sure you're mistaken.

And if she's not there, check with her neighbors.

have been sacrificed to expediency around here.

It's all clear.

for the boy's welfare while he's in your charge.

I understand. Thank you.

Because I don't want to go to hell with a lie on my lips.

Yours is a story with a happy ending, Mrs. Collins.

and they found a part of the coop where the wire was all messed up.

Please, please, not so fast.

when she reported her nine-year-old son, Walter, missing.

It further stipulates that the police were right...

Mrs. Collins... - No.

There are more people gathered in this chamber than have ever been in this room before.

is not among those boys killed up at that goddamn ranch.

then the inquiries stop.

It took me most of the morning to make all the arrangements.

Please, don't make me.

Thank you. Mrs. Collins.

I mean, they're all emotions, no logic, there's nothing going on upstairs.

'to his mother last Monday.'

Yes, exactly. Standard procedure.

Now, is it our fault that we were being deceived...