Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes. Well, the evidence is conclusive. "Evidence"?
Did your boy hear from the university? Oh, yes, ma'am.
If Mr. Templeton calls, ask him to meet me here at 3:00. Oh! Ex-Excuse me. Mr. Giles, um...
The first-floor bathroom was out of order. People were traipsing up and down the staircase all night.
Oh, no, ma'am. My pleasure.
Now, I've pretty much eliminated you as a suspect. Thanks.
Uh, taxi! [Horn Honks]
[Laughing] That's because we're standing in bright moonlight.
At least you could've called him, told him you were leaving.
Mr. Cellini, you did ask us to meet you here.
was one of the happiest times I've spent in years.
Four days in the Big Apple is quite enough for me, thank you.
You have a nice stay, all right? I will.
... superfluous decoration. I really do think we should stop the tape.
Now, be sure to put it on for a half hour every night for a week.
Uh, he's better, Madge, now that he's had his coffee.
Uh-huh. Time for which I gratefully could provide them with an ironclad alibi.
Well, Petey, sweetheart, ain't she great, huh?
Uh, we shouldn't be very long. Oh, that's all right.
You give me a pass, and I'll let you by. Don't be ridiculous. Step aside before I call the police.
From Henry's Fur Storage.
Captain Caleb was wearing black patent leather... highly polished.
[Elevator Bell Dings] That was a fast trip, Miss Vickers.
- The telephone call proved that. - What telephone call?
You know, I bet you could solve this case.
Oh, my goodness.
Yes, the files.
No one at the party knew he was around,
Sounds like a reasonable request to me. Alas, Preston,
It is so good to meet you, and I do hope you enjoy your stay in the city.
Look, m-maybe you're living with somebody.
I've had enough murders, enough puzzles, enough suspects.
Chief.
[Door Opens] Oh.
Mrs. Fletcher. [Sighs]
Yes, I am. Here.
How was your stay? Well, I can't wait to get home.
For years, she had these little calluses.
At the risk of repeating myself, I do not know what you are talking about.
All right, all right. Stop getting hysterical.
For the past several months, my relationship with the captain has been strictly business.
Please don't blame Kit. She was just doing her job.
A very organized lady, my Aunt Jess. She's precise and punctual.
you had a look on your face same as you had outside by the bushes.
Then I could have been your alibi too.
[Sighs] Oh, well.
How do I get a train to New Holvang? You have to take the ramp to the north end of the station. But...
[Chuckles] What a generous thought,
Grady, what were you saying about that computer?
No, of course not. Jess, you have my word.
Oh, that's not magic. That's just hard work.
I'd hoped I was wrong.
How about dinner tonight? Well, there's a lot to do.
We've gotta pep it up, people. All right, second act in 10 minutes.
I've been trying to deduce who you're dressed as.
I put it in the front closet. I wasn't gonna go prancing through the lobby of that motel...
Now, can you get them? Yeah. They're in the computer, but I don't...
Oh! Nothing's terrific. It's 6:23 in the morning.
Well, it doesn't figure she'd keep anything incriminating in her office.
[Phone Rings]
To tell you the truth, we're kinda back to the start line on this thing.
That still doesn't explain the costume.
You, of all people, should realize I couldn't possibly have killed that detective.
Oh, but there must be an item...
Jessica! God! [Screaming, Sobbing]
in choosing the pregnant ballerina as your killer.
Is this what you improvised out of odds and ends?
I'm sorry, Jess. I truly am.
$250,000 will barely get you started.
You see this broken plant? And there, that footprint.
And then l-l... I woke up behind the wheel of my car...
Hey, don't you know, Mrs. Fletcher? You're a celebrity.
- Yes. Why, don't I look well? - Oh, yeah, you look just fine.
Uh, Louise, dear. Louise.