Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and we were having a hard time locating her.
The eclipse of idleness has passed and Blue Moon's rising once again.
-You look busy, I'm gonna-- -Your 2:30 just cancelled.
This had better be important.
If he didn't freeze to death first.
Agnes, about Mr. Addison, when he comes in...
-Not the Westside edition. -You didn't know until we told you.
-It's beautiful, isn't it? -Yeah, if you like the desert.
...hit her...
Oh, no.
...to take your mind off murder.
Should put a sign on the front office, "Over 6 billion cases solved."
Interesting guy.
That criminal you've been hunting down this morning.
But I've had 10 years to get used to the idea of her being gone.
...but I need to know.
-Yeah. -Have a seat.
...and then we flew home, his home.
You can't. My sister's dead.
Ready?
...and it was instant chemistry. We did everything together.
I wasn't looking through his stuff or anything like that...
I'd rather live alone...
-You're free. -This is a miscarriage of justice.
And let me tell you, there was more than one broken heart...
MacGilicuddy, wait up.
I never knew that about catgut. I'm gonna miss him on the ride home.
Twenty-third.
-Is that what he said? -Yeah.
-You've been sleeping. -Something.
What do you have against this case?
-But great. -Terrific.
...but we got a meatloaf back in the oven at the trailer park.
Well, thank you for your sympathies, Miss Hayes, Mr. Addison...
Oh, Agnes, you are quite a schemer...
I can't face that again. They can't face that again.
So how could his wife blackmail him about a secret past...
I know it sounds like I'm driving myself crazy...
He was the one I was after.
We're the Skipsquads. I'm Hank. This is Cissy.
Oh, my golly.
Is the blond dervish still whirling?