Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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