Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Miss Morton, really.

What do you think of a man like that?

Oh, come, now. Why should I go to Metcalf to kill a total stranger?

Satisfy my craving a little better.

No more than anyone else.

The light socket in the bathroom...

I'm very sorry, Mr. Haines.

He had a crazy scheme about exchanging murders. I do his, he'd do mine.

- Especially when he's to be a father. - You conniving liar!

- Are there any seats in the diner? - Not for about 20 minutes, sir.

I don't know much about these things, but why don't you get some treatment?

He thought he was murdering me.

If we could only talk to Father, to...

Man, that's a thrill. Almost blew the sawdust out of my head.

- Hi, Bill. - Guy Haines! Good to see you, boy.

Oh, no, Ma. They're just fine. Thanks.

Why, you crazy fool!

- Well, I think possibly... - Yes, I hate him too.

It's wonderful having you as company all the way to New York.

- Relax, mister. - I don't want to relax.

- How about a little poison? - Yes.

Poison takes from 10 to 12 weeks...

I wondered why.

Father wants to see you.

You haven't time to play. You'd better tell them.

- Well, if it's not for long. - Oh.

I really must go now.

- I don't think you know what you want. - Well, I want to do something.

This sort of crime, they go after the husband.

Oh, Guy, what are we gonna do?

Now I can buy me some pretty new clothes.

Yes, but people don't know that, Guy. Do they?

But you look so pale, dear.

It's a nice item for the gossips.

No, please. Anne says you must have dinner with us tonight...