Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll see if I can get about 15 minutes.
Go on, pick it up, Thorwald.
Thank you.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh."
Anything else bothering you?
There it is.
and a small saw
Weird.
not until tomorrow night.
Stay still. Stay.
Flat statements, no hesitation. They jived with the letter.
To many sweet refrains
You wonder if it's your girlfriend calling, the one you killed for.
Put that over there. That's inside stuff, huh?
Of course not.
Who's Thorwald?
How happy endings start
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do!
Couldn't we just keep things status quo?
by the murderer himself, Thorwald.
I'd just like to be part of it somehow.
Where is she? The icebox? ...until yesterday morning.
None whatsoever.
She said ring Thorwald's phone the second you see him come back.
and he walked along the corridor and the street and the backyard.
I'm not shy. I've been looked at before.
It doesn't make sense to me.
I know.
I won't be able to give you any pajamas.
Well, if possible, both.
You can tell from here?
Thorwald's ready to take us on a tour of the East River.
You know, in the old days, they used to put your eyes out with a red-hot poker.
Don't rush him. We have all night.
To think I planted three nice items in the columns about you today.
How'd you know?
It's just an old run-of-the-mill Wednesday. The calendar's full of them.
Doyle, I've got something really big for you.
He's quiet, drinks, but not to drunkenness.
I hope they're cooked this time.
What?
That's the kind of look a man gives
Because she didn't know she was going on a trip.
Look, if I'd have been careful piloting that reconnaissance plane during the war,
Some people can. Now, if you'll just let me...
Come on. Let's go back in. It's only a dog.
Well, she picked the most prosperous-looking one.
Tell me about it.
Wholesale.
Nothing has caused the human race so much trouble as intelligence.
For what?
It's just like being a tourist on an endless vacation.
That'd be a terrible job to tackle.
Just how would you start to cut up a human body?
Who said they left then?
He lives alone. Probably had a very unhappy marriage.
Okay, Doyle. All right. As soon as you can.
And Lisa Fremont is the right girl for any man with half a brain
See, it's a dog down there.
Do you have that listless feeling?
When am I gonna see you again?
Just a minute, Carl.
Show's over for tonight.
Flash lights.
Well, ain't I?
And catching the publisher with his secretary.
Second floor, at the rear. Make it fast!
That's 80 miles north of here.
The only way anybody could get that ring would be to chop off my finger.
Call Lieutenant Doyle.
Oh, simple.
Go over there and search Thorwald's apartment.
Oh, I see.
Harry.
What's interesting about a butcher knife
Mrs. Thorwald.
A possibility. A possibility. It's a fact!
Good night.
it's taken a hundred trained police minds to catch them.
Ooh!
You know, Stella, in economics,
Still the face
Shh! Shh!
getting all twisted and scratched and tangled up.
You just have to face it, Lisa, you're not meant for that kind of a life.