Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mmm. This is one of my favorite recipes.
Mrs. Peacock took a drink.
How did you know that? NNY
Mrs. White, no man in his right mind would be alone together with you.
But one of us wasn't here. No.
Where are we going?
But where?
Nothing's explained. We still don't know who killed him.
No, sir. For the seventh guest, Mr. Boddy.
Whoa!
You see, it's like the Mounties.
May I take your bag?
Dyan In the library
Too Late!
And it is certainly not me. It is her.
the shock would've killed her.
Well, why should we believe you?
No, but you were.
Great! We'll all go to the chair.
That's how I lost my license.
. .
She refused, so he blackmailed her.
Our lives are in danger, you beatnik!
Well, what now?
- I thought I heard a gun. - So did I.
Yeah
He's dead!
Look, the bullet grazed his ear
or what I'm doing here or what this place is about,
True. Who are you, Perry Mason?
No, I work for a branch of UNO. WHO, the World Health Organization.
Aah!
and hurried to the study.
Don't deny it.
Let's clean this up.
WADSWORTH Yes.
I know, because I was Mr. Boddy's butler,
Let me see.
Can you keep a secret?
I am your singing telegram
Very well.
before he finds out what's been going on here?
Well, what's your area of special concern?
No.
No kidding?
I congratulate you.
Who would want to kill the cook?
- I've been shot. - Come out. The door is open.
We didn't hear the cook scream
to keep that story out of the papers.
So you could be the murderer.
Get on with it! I'm getting there. I'm Getting there.
What did you do?
Who?
- What others? - The cook and Yvette.
And the stranger's locked up in the lounge.
- No! - No!
strangled Yvette.
Om
That was Uncalled for
We're running out of time. Only 15 minutes before the police come.
Mrs. White's husband was a nuclear physicist, and...
Not what you intended?
Washington? So, you're a politician's wife?
What was your role in all this?
I'm Wadsworth, sir.
He was deranged. He was a lunatic.
No signore
We shall see. Let's look at the other murders.
Why would I have murdered all the others?
Officer, I don't think you should go in there.
This is war peacock!
I'm just trying to find the door.
One plus two plus two plus one
And while we all examined the bullet hole,
Help! Help!
Mr. Boddy followed us out of the study and into the hall looking for an escape.
I buttle sir.
no one but the seven of us will ever know.
That's evidence.
and wrongful imprisonment and obstructing an officer
Would you hold on, please?
two at the lounge door, and one for the singing telegram.
Stand back! Give him air!
Let us in! Let us in!
Whoever has the gun is the murderer.
and the cook used to be your cook.
The cop was from Washington.
One plus two...
I think I would break it open, but it was open already.
Split Up?
I was in the hall.
We found it, Colonel Mustard and me.
He was always a rather stupidly optimistic man.
and the murderer switched off the electricity.
Me every morning after I check the AQI and covid tier
Okay, Chief, take them away.
No, I just want to powder my nose.
climate change was just a red herring.
as to whether or not there's anybody else in this house.
but I must keep it a secret or I'll lose my job on security grounds.
Watch it.
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Mr. Boddy.
Yes.
Yes, it's an integral part of your life when you're the wife of a...
It contains surprises, my friend. That's what it contains, surprises.
the murderer went to the cupboard,
In the library.
I prefer Kipling myself.
The butler is head of the kitchen and dining room.
So Yvette ran to the open cupboard,
I'm coming.
He was dead! I examined him.
If I were him, I'd be suspicious already.
Tip her forward over the arm.
In the dark, the murderer ran across the hall to the study,
soft, strong, and disposable.
Mrs. Peacock.