Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fair enough?
I may get deathly ill just to develop a relationship.
Speaking of which, the old rooster seems to have flown the coop.
Good for you. I don't know what that is, but I'm not eating it.
[Clicks Tongue]
What do you think? I beg your pardon?
And it is an experience I'll never forget.
♪ Bah, humbug ♪
Preston's neighbors heard a loud noise at 11:15.
Care to make a wish? I could use a dozen more novels by J.B. Fletcher.
Karl Teretsky? That's pretty high-priced legal talent, Mr. Giles.
At the moment, she is the suspect.
Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Fletcher.
If I die, she gets next to nothin'.
Chief, this evening, I was privy to a conversation...
I think it's called a war council. Would you like to join us?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.
But, obviously, he recognized me.
It's been wonderful being with you both.
And that automatically makes Grady the killer. Makes him a suspect... and a pretty good one.
When I realized how easily I could have been seen...
Jessica Fletcher.
- I didn't dream for a minute... - That's the trouble, Aunt Jess.
Don't get... Geez!
Well, it's the truth, isn't it?
Well, actually, I've... I've not been sleeping well.
Kit, coordinate with Jane, will you? Um...
Are you out of your mind? Do you wanna go to jail?
[Wind Blowing Outside]
They were like corns, only they weren't corns.
But... [Sighs]
Flowers that bloom too quickly are fair game for a late frost.
After New York, I know I'm not ready for Hollywood. [Laughing]
And this is Mrs. Thompson. She's brownies and, uh, macaroons? Macaroons.
Turn the crank.
I hope I look all right, but, you know,
[Off-key] ♪You played a trick on my heart, honey ♪ ♪♪[Piano]
You're really shooting well today.
and I had my revenge on Captain Caleb.
Oh. Hmm?
Which one is under investigation? [Chuckles]
All I want now is a hot bath and a cold drink.
Mrs. McCallum, why don't you let me drive you home? I can manage.
A medley of my hit from yesteryear.
[Chuckling] But with me, it's my feet. What can I tell ya?
automatic banking, automatic security systems,
Now, if you ask me, that gives her a hell of a good reason.
- Good morning, Louise. - Don't tell me. I look like hell.
No, but her accomplice could. What accomplice?
Now, in order to climb up to that window,
[Sighs] Not everyone in my profession sports a broken nose and dirty fingernails,
- I was trying to comfort you. - Oh, no.
Maybe nothing.
You know, that seafood guy. Course, that's unofficial.
I couldn't go through that, not after all these years.
Yes, Mrs. Fletcher.
Continued success.
I hardly knew her.
No amount of tip-toein' around's gonna change that.
Usually he has the decency to come home. [Woman Screams]
Oh, I beg your pardon, Chief Gunderson.
Excuse me. Do you have four quarters for a dollar?
You gonna call the police? What, you got the phone in there?
You weren't actually following Ashley Vickers? I was, but I lost her.
I'd like to very much.
Roger?
Grady, at great risk of exposure, Miss Vickers not only stole that report,
Maybe the both of them have run off to Grandmother's house.
The point is, the killer knew exactly who his victim was.
What's this I hear about you putting together a Broadway show?
It's over. I want no part of murder.
That detective could have ducked into Grady's room to avoid being seen.
not critics or columnists, but my friends.
I'm not sure how long I'll be here. Would you please wait?
Oh, they just brought her in for questioning, ma'am. That's all.
Are you all right?
You really should, you know.
Suppose I just settle for the pleasure of her company.
[Rings]
But that's not true. Don't you know? What?