Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Glasses, white, nosy,

Drinking, uh, jail.

[modern street noise]

This is nicely glammed down from the other night.

If Rosemary were a hedge fund manager

- Just go back up to the party and come back down.

[siren] [police radio chatter]

- I feel better.

- Was I believable? [ding]

- Everyone. - Mm-hmm.

Because it's you.

- I wanted my Yodelshop group to sing for Bunny,

- This isn't it. - What?

passion and sex.

But I have very accurate peripheral vision,

obviously, you'll all need to clear your names,

[relieved sigh] [both laugh]

- H-- A super valuable painting of your father

- Okay. - Joe will look after you.

[unlocks door] Thank you so much.

- Ah... Where were you? You were supposed to be here!

Ran into my hutch . She found me.

caused the value of her work

- Okay. [elevator doors closing]

You made it. MABEL: Hey!

- It's okay, buddy! - What's happening?

which I thought might be--

- Or did the killer have it made...

[street noise fades in]

Houston San Antonio … Dallas

- I think this is it?

when we're downstairs with the painting,

[knife tapping]

It's strange returning to a place where you have so much history.

married one Mr. Folger

Meanwhile, we have to get this outta here,

- [sighs] What the hell is that?

- You see, I'm not sure this painting is you.

If you thought Bunny was a bitch,

I don't-- I don't do well at this hour. I just--

and that's actually saying something.

I-I was playing hide-and-seek with my new kitten, Sevelyn,

Subversive, classical, um...

"Stop me from loving you."