Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...to dig up some dirt. Let's hear what you got.
It's a good thing we let them stamp our hands last time we left.
...with some interesting numbers.
I've been one with this chair for the better part of the morn.
The two of us are the only people that know what happened.
David, why are we here? What are we looking for?
If it is, if it makes you feel any better, I'll find a job somewhere else.
David, don't think I don't know.
...and the next...
...leensy, tinsy, nitpicky question mark...
I'm sorry, Mr. Kendall...
That doesn't explain the second time.
I called Mr. Murphy at the saloon he's employed by...
To protect Robert?
Kind of brush my lips against it.
...and he works at St. Matthews Medical Centre.
I don't remember where exactly, or what I was doing...
Twenty-two, tall, intelligent but not bookish...
I never have danced with a guy.
You'll have to leave, Mr. Kendall.
...with the pain of my illness.
Is that what I am? Just the best thing you can find for the moment?
Boy meets girl...
...I thought perhaps $10,000 might facilitate your efforts...
It's a free country, Miss Kendall. You're over 18.
Mind if we ask you a few questions?
My mother died a long time ago and I'm his only child...
Well, it's a place to start.
...1Is gonna make any difference or make that otherwise.
My money.
-Did what you did. -No, I do, I did.
Robert Murphy, twice divorced, each marriage lasted under a year.
...how much I appreciate your respect for my feelings.
Very pleasurable, as a matter of fact.
I always say things like that. It's what I do.
...and I really didn't come dressed for the party.
At least, that's the way I hear it.
Before that, unemployed for six months.
What's wrong with something that's good right now?
Marriage Enders. You propose, we dispose.
I feel a little weird myself, but it's a good weird.
I intend to ensure the outcome.
...and each stepped forward to spare the other's life.
This is not the way I live my life.
You're bribing us to falsify our investigations...
You're a good listener. You ought to be a bartender.
So what if it takes time? We'll work it out.
...then he would agree to the marriage.
...but there is one...
When did you last change these sheets?
I just lashed out, Mr. Addison.
...is that you take it to the police.
Miss Hayes.
I told no one.
-She got cold feet? -Real cold.
I was? I am? I are?