Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, of course it's the murder weapon.
You were a convenient scapegoat.
startin' to think she's a doctor.
Our legal action against the airport. I've lined up a dozen witnesses. Oh, no, no, no.
You won't have that problem much longer. What's that supposed to mean?
I went to Dr. Sam's house... it's only five minutes from here... unlocked the front door.
It's all right, child. Lieutenant, you're making a dreadful mistake.
I'm sure you have friends.
Two doctors accused of premeditated murder of their employer...
which happened to coincide with that very public argument behind those closed doors.
What can you tell us about that, Dr. Ellison?
- Do you? I wonder. You know the F.B.I. Has a central file...[Continues] - She seemed like such a sweet old gal.
Well, actually, Mr. Porter, my leg is feeling very much better,
Well, you're right, Dr. Garver. That is good news, I suppose.
[Jenkins] Dr. Sam made a phone call to the hospital last night.
Howdy, Jennie.
Hold it, sugar.
If not, we'll send in the chaplain to give you the last rites.
Isn't that kind of competition a little childish? Not to them it isn't.
This morning, when I was told about Sam, l...
This stuff really looks venomous.
Yes. This is Mrs. Jessica Fletcher. I'd like to talk to Lieutenant Jenkins, please.
- No answer. - I'll check it out.
about last night?
Now, as I was sayin', Ms. Fletcher, Dr. Sam was one of my best clients.
And I hope you enjoy your stay with us, Mrs. Fletcher.
Mmm, if you believe her story.
- What's that supposed to mean? - It means we're getting pretty tired of seein' that sad-sack face of yours.
Came dressed like a chicken. [Gunshot, Distant]
The people here never understood him.
I was waiting for a friend to pick me up. I thought the activity would be good for me.
right now I'm up to my ears in work.
Oh, here's my ride. See you later.
Me? I'm just a doctor, not a policeman. Excuse me.
I sure am disappointed you won't let me take on that airport.
That's it. That's just like the other night. That's just what I heard.
You know, when I walk into that courtroom with you on my arm,
[Porter] Ms. Fletcher. Oh, dear.
Whatever it is, I'll say this: That lady's got spunk.
I'm tradin' this clunker in for one of those.
That's silly. You can't win that case.
I listened to it just before I came to pick you up. Listened?
No. This whole scene outside was very carefully staged.
Now, put your foot... Yeah, that's it. Okay.
I just got transferred here from a real rough neighborhood.
What do you care? It's my money, Billy Don.
[Sighs] [Dial Tone]
He'll be out on the street quick enough, soon as I get him acquitted. All right, you do that.
Now, she did leave the hospital, but only to talk to Dr. Garver.
Coming to Dr. Sam's dinner party, Jennie?
[Wells] No, sir. Nothing that would show up in a chart.
Let me see.
Uh, sugar, would you bring me a bunch of those flapjacks and a pot of coffee?
- Yes, ma'am. - Maybe we should start at the scene of the crime.
all knotted up inside, worried about his money,
But these people...