Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is the alarm control. Oh. Show me how it works.
Only reason he's hangin' around is 'cause he figures I might be dyin'.
Miss Horton, uh, sent it over about an hour ago.
[Garver] Marge, it's me. A couple of things for the morning.
As I see it, it's my sacred obligation as an officer of the court to defend the helpless,
[Chuckles] You're killin' who, Buster?
Right now, we have no seven-footers under investigation.
Nursing can use many more like you.
Kenyon shot him with my gun. [No Audible Gunfire]
[Woman On P.A., Distant] Dr. Baxter, please report to X-ray.
Barney. Oh. Oh, Jessica. Come in.
Then Ellison must have been the one that the new doctor was going to replace.
- There's a rumor that Dr. Sam's bringing in a replacement for one of them. - Only one?
Yes. They don't know which one. Hold that up.
He spotted her last night about three blocks from his house.
Someone else had to go to his house, set off the alarm,
[Horton] Ohhh! [Kenyon] Marge? Marge!
Ooh. Ouch. That... That doesn't feel so good. Here. Here, lean on me.
Mmm? When will I testify?
That's what I like about you... your decisiveness.
Now, Henry, will you put the old foot down to the floor?
- Yes, we did. - I don't know what you're trying to prove with all this hocus-pocus, but, um...
No, the tape contradicts that. He said he was going right to bed.
Dr. Kenyon got the word from Dr. Sam that you have been much too active.
Now, to me, murder is when a guy in a bar kills another guy in a bar.
Took on a new case just last night. Oh.
or was it Dr. Kenyon?
Come on. What do you want me to try: Coffee, soap?
Ain't you got no place to go?
Now, you shouldn't have any more swelling, but to be safe, I want you here overnight. Oh. All right.
- Is that so? - Dr. Kenyon, that is a marvelous gesture.
[Chuckles] Oh, hospitals are very much like small towns, Dr. Kenyon. Hard to keep a secret.
[Jenkins] Now, wait a minute. The gun was your idea.
We would have brought you some. Oh, I didn't want to trouble you.
You're only provin' that Nurse Wells could've killed him. Only a person he knew could've gotten this close.
A thousand bucks a day and I'm fine.
I'll keep in touch.
- I am here on behalf of Jennie Wells. - Yes. Yes.
Hello, Dr. Ellison.
You stay here and you be sure to file a police report.
Oh, dear. Hmm. But the good news is that break is very tiny.
- Do you know, he even keeps a gun in his car? - Really.
if you had still been at the house...
Ma'am,
[Sighs] Well, it wasn't much of a secret.
Oh. That Mr. Porter doesn't waste any time, does he?