Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

haven't raised your temperature one degree in a month.

What are you two talking about? You got a shovel?

I'll be glad when they crack that cast, and I can get out of here.

And they don't leave it behind, either.

Of course, they can do the same thing to me.

Somebody's hurt? It's the dog.

She had on the most divine Italian hand-print

Look. Look. Look.

Where'd they take Lisa?

Preview of coming attractions.

Stella, get me some note paper. It's up here someplace.

Well, I wanted to.

Well, it's simply that women don't leave their jewelry behind

Perhaps it was old "ham bone."

Forget I called.

My only thought was throwing a little business your way, that's all.

Look! Look, over in that apartment!

Some songwriter over there in the studio apartment.

She's like a queen bee with her pick of the drones.

Gives your circulation something to fight.

Well, I think I better get home and get some sleep.

Most everything's been done, under panic.

amusing the neighborhood with his sleight of hand. Don't tell me that.

Three. All right, three.

I'll probably get married one of these days,

Tell her to bring it back!

We're not gonna call Doyle until I can produce Mrs. Thorwald's body.

No wonder your husband still loves you.

It's a secondhand version of an unsupported story

Thinking about Thorwald?

This is Wednesday.

We think Thorwald's guilty.

Let her find somebody else.

Oh, how can you tell that from here?

Okay. Now that's your opinion.

I'm sending up a plain, flat, silver one with just your initials engraved.

When those cops see Lisa, they'll even contribute.

In the whole courtyard, only one person didn't come to the window.

because somebody got unfavorable publicity from your camera?

I picked that up in Shanghai, which has also seen better days.

is to take out a subscription to your magazine.

Yeah, she's only perfect.

then you could sneak safely away as planned.

Oh, well now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Well, now, tell me. Tell me. Now, what was Mrs. Hayward wearing?

You got enough for a search warrant now?

There's no point in even talking about it.

Yeah, he's kind of young, isn't he?

Give him evidence.

How about that drink?

No. It will make the rest easy to...

Yeah, well, it takes a particularly low type of man to do a thing like that.

I'll tell you why he didn't tell his landlord. Because he was hiding something.

If I see him coming back, I'll signal with a flashbulb.

Is to know you by heart

What's that supposed to be, ma'am?

Now wait a minute, Gunnison. You've got to get me out of here.

For yourself and me.

by a special, private little group of anointed people.

Tell me everything you saw

Important, huh?

Hello, this is L. B. Jefferies speaking. I'm a friend of Mr. Doyle.

I'm not stubborn. I'm just truthful.

that looks like rhodium tri-eckonal capsules.

You know, much as I hate to give Thomas J. Doyle too much credit,

Here, get me a pencil.

The Thorwalds, at 6:00 in the morning.

I was nursing a director of General Motors.

All the telephone calls he made were long distance, all right?

Tom, this is Miss Lisa Fremont.

Look, look, Mr. Jefferies.

I know, a lesser man would have told me it was one long holiday,

Well, it's probably nothing important at all.

First you smash your leg, then you get to looking out the window,

Precinct 6, Sergeant Allgood.

And where she's going, she wouldn't need the handbag.

He doesn't seem to be in any hurry.

With that cast on? You don't.

And your love life?

And I see you all the time

Did you say "murder," Jeff?

Did you hear from him again, since he left?