Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You mean to say you can explain everything that's gone on over there,

No, she's just not the girl for me.

Looks like you packed in a hurry.

I'll send Morgan or Lambert.

"Get out of my life, you perfectly wonderful woman.

when they go on a trip.

Well, listen. I'll answer it, Lisa. There's something terribly wrong.

The shades are all drawn in the apartment.

Yes, but only her husband would know that.

Come on, come on, Tom.

He has a six months' lease.

What's the trouble? Somebody fall out a window?

I figured a good detective would jump at the chance of something to detect.

and not sit around analyzing each other like two specimens in a bottle.

27099. Look out.

You have to be here and see the whole setup.

You had any headaches lately?

You mean leave the magazine? Yes.

Now don't get me mad.

Now, did anyone, including you, actually see her murdered?

He's getting ready to pull out for good. Look at him.

He must be still at it.

Empty as a football.

Well, then let's wait and find out who picks it up.

The same. That's the one, huh?

No, no. No, no.

He went out several times last night in the rain, carrying his sample case.

That's no way to spend your hard-earned money.

She's too everything but what I want.

There was a postcard in Thorwald's mailbox. It was

I can see you in court now,

Thank you for waiting, Carl. The kitchen's right there on the left.

Have you checked his bank statements lately?

Next Wednesday I emerge from this plaster cocoon.

that you'd kill a little helpless, friendly dog.

Mr. Thorwald could scarcely put his wife's body

At the risk of sounding stuffy, I'd like to remind you of the Constitution

There is no case to be through with, Miss Fremont.

Why, morons have committed murder so shrewdly,

Well, Jeff, I've got to run along.

If this is dreaming

What, did they have signs on their luggage, saying, "Grand Central or bust?"

Murder's the least plausible.

No, we've progressed emotionally.

Maybe she died.

Just hold on. Here, take this.

That couldn't have been Mrs. Thorwald, or I don't know women.

Me when the circus is in town

I can take pictures from a jeep or a water buffalo, if necessary.

I wish I could be creative.

but she was not Mrs. Thorwald.

Isn't there anybody in the neighborhood who could cast an eye in her direction?

I get myself half-killed for you,

Here, now you take a look. Tell me what you see.

Pay attention to me.

The place is about to go up in smoke.

Is that so? Is that so?

I'd say she's doing a woman's hardest job. Juggling wolves.

Gee, I'm proud of you!

Make the one you want.

Let's wait till it gets a little darker, and I'll go over there and dig them up.

Well, unless he's dumber than I think he is, he won't wait until his lease is up.

Well, maybe in the high-rent district they discuss.