Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's so different about it here from over there or anyplace you go

You're entitled to it. Now, let me give you my side.

Without any future?

Let go of me! Jeff!

I just want to find out what's the matter with the salesman's wife, that's all.

It's ridiculous to say that it can only be done

Let's go down and find out what's buried in the garden.

You have a great talent for creating difficult situations.

No, no. Not this salesman's wife.

My, look what the Army's done for you!

I don't know. What's she doing? Where is she?

How long do you think he'll stay there?

"Smart girl"? She'll get herself arrested.

Grab that. The rest of the blanket. Wait, I'll get the clock.

Where does a man get inspiration to write a song like that?

In my neighborhood, they still nag.

What? It's very simple, Stella.

When do you expect them in?

We are still maladjusted misfits, and we have loved every minute of it.

It's been strangled. The neck is broken.

Jeff, you've got a lot to learn about homicide.

No, Lisa, I don't think he did.

Trips at night in the rain, and knives and saws and trunks with rope

tracking down leads based on female intuition.

Me on the way to yo mamas house

I guess you're right

Good night, you idiot. Good night.

Thank you, dear.

Used up a little more than five and a half months of it.

Seemed worried about it.

Miss Torso, for example...

Oh, no. Give her another minute.

He's been laying out all his things on one of the beds.

Anna... Is that who I think it is?

Stella was wrong about Miss Lonelyheart.

Unless, of course, he put her in standing on end,

Did you ever try to keep warm in a C-54 at 15,000 feet, 20 degrees below zero?

Women don't keep their jewelry in a purse

You think this is worth waiting all day to see?

Lieutenant Doyle! Yeah?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Where's that wonderful music coming from?

Thorwalds were leaving their apartment at just that time.

Crashed, didn't it?

You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you?

His wife was sick in bed.

Speaking of misery, poor Miss Lonelyheart. She drank herself to sleep again, alone.

A woman has a favorite handbag

Here's the key. Thank you.

And the nylons and those six-ounce lingerie.

You'd think we could be a little bit happy that the poor woman is alive and well.

Though each night it seems

People do a lot of things in private they couldn't possibly explain in public.

And the last thing she would leave behind would be a wedding ring.

Morgan or Lambert. That's fine.

Boy, it's good to be home.

And I'll tell you something else.

You mean you haven't even heard from him?

Maybe you won't need it.

Leg in the East River... Oh, Stella, please!

Something too frightful to utter.

Just because he liked you?

The police. What?

and they don't care anything about a couple of house rules.

Compact, but ample enough.

Me on the way to yo mamas house

I'm just warming some brandy. Mr. Doyle, I presume?

I have only $100 or so.

when he's afraid somebody might be watching him.

I don't want to.

Nothing has caused the human race so much trouble as intelligence.

Bless your heart, Stella. Gee whiz, look at this.

But now just one song

Well, I think you saw something.

This will take care of the taxi as well.

That's what I'm afraid of.

You sure it belonged to his wife?

he might have gotten a hold of something when he said

he wasn't taking out his possessions,

Oh, well, I just sort of... Take a look at Thorwald.