Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-John, you have to go. -No, I'm busy.
Get him out of my courtroom.
-l don't know. -You don't know.
Yeah.
You'd ruin someone's life on a "what if."
And I-- I carried on that dream...
-You can't. -A mistrial.
My son is too ashamed of his own flesh and blood to introduce us to his...
Someone was stealing money from the company.
What do you expect?
Somebody's gotta take over this business.
-Take care of him for me, huh? -Done.
Francesca is a fifth cousin twice removed.
I'd bet the farm someone strangled her.
Can we start from the same place?
Rented.
-The plane was held up in Milano. -Where is she?
Nonna, allow me to present to you Agnes DiPesto.
Your Honour, take a look at those papers on the floor.
Miss O'Rourke hanging from the ceiling.
-It's videotape. Tell him it's videotape. -It's videotape, Uncle Sal.
-They had a fight. -They hated each other.
...one of Pliny the Elders more eloquent musings on the rule of law.
Not guilty.
Can we start at the beginning?
...in the mistaken belief that you were protecting Kathleen O'Rourke.
He'd never let her know he cared that much. I mean, enough to kill her.
When you're right, you're right, Agnes.
The enigmatic configuration on the deceased...
I'm not everyone else, and "probably" is not good enough.
As a matter of fact, I am doing very well for myself.
...did you kill Kathleen O'Rourke?
...because I was proud of what my father had done.
So it's okay if you two--
-I could get fired for this. -Agnes, you can't get fired off a jury.
...you have to get Mr. Honeywell's tax audit ready.