Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Does anyone here not live in Washington D.C.?

and then ran back to the cellar.

We all rushed out.

That's right. He was the missing person in the kitchen

Please sit down, everyone.

that just leaves Mr. Boddy.

Clearly his best hope of escaping death was to pretend to be dead already.

Don't you touch me!

why was the cook murdered? She had nothing to do with Mr. Boddy.

Look! I demand to know what's going on.

This is an outrage. You can't hold us prisoner!

I didn't do it.

I'm sorry, sir. You cannot leave this house!

Do you know who I am?

What was he like?

So which of us killed them?

By now she was dead.

If that's when the cook was killed, how did he do it?

Mr. Boddy. Dead again!

It’s a bit late for that

I know, sweetie pie.

To get you out.

and to make a long story short… too late.

Every cook will tell you that.

And Mr. Frank's work on the oak tree life cycle?

because their radios didn't work.

She's going to faint.

Now there's one thing I don't understand.

Come back to the study with us.

But the other half of the pair would be dead!

How did you know that you could get at the gun?

And the cook was in here, alive,

Pay attention, everybody.

You as a mere butler

crossed the hall, opened the cupboard, took the wrench,

The FBI will take care of that.

although you may not have seen me.

Not for us. We have to find out who did this.

Well, if you'll excuse me. I have to...

It's Mr. Boddy!

My God. We can't have them come here now.

but I am a butler. In fact, I was his butler.

And my instructions are to do so.

- Is that the same gun? - From the cupboard?

And I suggest that the two shortest search the cellar,

He got up and followed them down the hall.

Anyone could've picked it up. You, him.

You made one fatal mistake.

IT WAS TIMMY TRUMPET IN CITIFIELD WITH THE TRUMPET.

I enjoy getting presents from strange men.

Then there is someone else in this house?

SO who did I kill?

from the person who later killed her?

And while I was in the master bedroom,

Good evening. Have you ever given any thought to the kingdom of heaven?

Can you keep a secret? So can I.

I told you there isn't.

- Who did it? - Who did it?

What do you mean...murder?

The police will be here by then,

but it was not his untimely death this evening

I'm afraid I'm a little bit accident-prone.

We'll get him a car.

the evidence of Mr. Boddy's network of informants.

Somebody help me, please.

You locked me up with a murderer, you idiot!

Mr. Boddy switched off the lights.

The cop arrived next.

OH WHOEVER IT IS THEY GOTTA GO AWAY OR THEY’LL BE KILLED!

Well, who else knew about the secret passage?

Why should the police come? Nobody's called them.

Of course. This is America.

Were you assisting him to blackmail us?

I’m gonna go home and play video games.

that the cook had worked for one of you.

That's why I'm nervous.

What are you afraid of? A fate worse than death? No, just death. Isn't that enough?

And then the gong was struck by the cook.

You don't expect us to believe that, do you?

Sounds like hard work to me.

He believed that you were all thoroughly un-American.

You're not gonna mention the coincidence

We haven't finished searching the house yet.

was that we work for him for nothing. We were slaves.

I do have a secret or two.

Dinner wasn't that bad.

Come on. You don't think I'm gonna fall for that old trick.

Then I shall. I have evidence in my possession.

All right, lam!

You told us at dinner

All right, look.

Maybe Mr. Boddy killed the cook!

There's no proof.

- I buttle, sir. - Which means what?

and make a little money out of it.

The game's up, Scarlet. There are no more bullets left in that gun.

which he said would only be opened over his dead body.

Well, what are you afraid of? A fate worse than death?

I'm coming! I'm coming!

Because I am frightened. Me, too.

Sorry. Didn't mean to frighten you.

Are you afraid of silence, Mrs. Peacock?

crossed to the library, where she hit the cop, whom she'd been bribing,

- All of us. - It was given to you.

Who else is in the house?

and nonchalantly rejoined us besides the cook's body in the kitchen.

but my car broke down out here

THey know every inch of my body

It's frightened.

Of course, since you've each been addressed by a pseudonym,

It took less than half a minute.

That must be it.

Okay, fine, one plus two plus one... Shut up!

It's my defense mechanism.

who now lies dead before us.

Yvette found them out for me.

He was on my payroll.

- What are you doing with the key? - Putting it in my pocket.

So, it was you.

Would you care to come in?

opened the front door,

You've no proof.

Look. I suggest we take the cook's body into the study.

so...much. It-it-the-fl-it-fl-flame. Flames. Flames! on the side of my Face

Mr. Boddy found that out, too.

So, it is political.

The murderer came out of the secret panel,

where we found the motorist dead.

- You mean... - That's right.

That's why you killed him, too.

I said "if." If.

- When? - I don't know.