Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Okay, what? -Okay, I'm satisfied.
Faking my death, causing Roger so much pain.
Imagine poor Mr. Clements finding out his wife was still alive...
Now that we've got that settled, the night's still young.
Keeps you on your toes, doesn't it?
-No, she's not. -Yes, she is.
...anyone who had a claim to the estate was gonna do just fine.
-Where are you going? -I'm going in that filthy bookstore.
My whole family's gonna be at this wedding.
Come in.
-Well, then come with me. -In there?
It'll be fine. Keep your hands in your pockets...
-I guess not. -You think I'm awful, don't you?
Give me those.
Sounds weird. Girl cop.
That's why you're packing, isn't it?
But it didn't quite work out that way.
That's okay.
Come on, Maddie. Let's let it lay.
And then they put a shirt on...
There's something I want to show you. Here.
I'm Madelyn Hayes and this is David Addison.
Champagne flowing. Tongues flapping.
You're forgetting something. No body. They haven't found a body.
Trust me, everything about this litigation is pro forma.
Well, thank you. That would make me feel better.
-You're working for me. Give it back. -For who? For what?
...lo make an appointment to discuss his will--
...is walking back and forth in front of me asking me these questions.
-I don't believe it. -So, what I was wondering was...
What are you saying?
Does he have an engagement for Friday?
You mean, you'd let it all go to his heirs?
When it came to his wife, the man was not normal.
-There you go again, acting delighted. -I'm sorry.
Good.
Are you the folks who called?
...like six, seven times to repeat the question...
No, it's not.
We failed at the first. We can finish the second.