Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They said he finished the portrait...
It gives you a feeling of power. And why not?
Look, lieutenant, I'm sorry, but I've never heard of Phillip Wright.
Get away from that door!
-Art. -Did you say "art"?
-I gave it to him. -You gave it?
-Why do I bother? -Clean as a whistle.
Help me think. We've gotta do something with this money.
-Maddie Hayes. -Clients watch while waiting.
What the--?
-Now untie me. Certainly.
Anyway...
It's The Duchess! I can't believe we found it!
-Don't know. -And the painting?
Greatest motivator in the free world.
-Is that so? -Yes, that's so.
Hey, that's nice!
-No, I mean to us? -Oh, take heart, friends.
Private booth? This is the age of video.
Or I may choose to do nothing with it.
Yes, Miss Hayes.
It has been an extremely productive one.
...make a capital improvement to increase productivity.
-How would you like me to burst in? -Is he your attorney?
...wanted to see the picture and you showed it to him.
Would you like another one?
Nice and tight.
The worst that can happen is you get the gas chamber.
-Unlucky stiff. -What is that supposed to mean?
-You really like doing this, don't you? -Someone has to do it.
And then we both discover that it's a forgery.
-Let's not hold that against him. -He spent weeks, months painting it.
Like Ray Milland and Rosey Grier--
Phillip left this bill of lading...
And then, one of these days you find yourself in a hotel room...
David!
...pulling the trigger....
One little suicide and there's no talking to you.
You should have seen the pain on his face.
I don't know why. All I know is he chose to paint me.
Want me to hide the booty?
-I'm all confused. -It's a big club.
-Oh, my. -O'Neal is scouring the classifieds.
I'm running out of material, tell me what's going on.
You're gonna get me in a lot of--
Miss Hayes, this is Charles Wright.
I pick up my painting...
David, how close am I to the pose in the picture?