Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Twenty-two years is a long time.
-How did you know that? -Rodney was J.B.'s technical adviser.
Yes, you did. Yes, you did.
-Twilight? -Twilight.
...I even started to believe I did it. But this is more plausible.
...you would have freed yourself from J.B. Harland...
Don't answer that. It's an essay question.
I told you to stay inside.
No, I'm speaking to this bum over here.
-...right now. -Well, Donahue ought to know.
Not me? Why not, because I was a model?
It just says "The J.B. Harland Murder Train."
My goose is really cooked.
He wanted you up there to cook for the real guests...
J.B. will call me at 2 in the morning...
Some poor relation is thinking of Uncle Stanford's millions.
Fifteen minutes more. Just 15 minutes more.
Give me that.
-Oh, the button. -The button.
Is that it? That's the story?
-Terrific. -Terrific.
...and Skyler's had a chance to flee with his inheritance.
Partners at the agency where I work.
Why? Why?
It hasn't been easy watching the sparks fly across the room.
-I hope you understand. -Excuse me?
-l suppose. -Perhaps.
...I figure I'll sneak in, turn the lights off, and I'll be safe.
Terrific!
He concentrates.
This is nothing. You should see my apartment.
...on a private train, with a nice bed...
"J.B. Harland invites you to a murder."
It's almost more than I can stand.
J.B. has written this mystery with six players in mind.
One night, about seven years ago, on one of these mysteries, in fact...
I suspected Skyler all along. So I snuck in here this morning, and I found it.
I came here to see a friend off and get a lift to the theatre.
Nice. Firm. Takes me back to my days at San Quentin.
Tonight, somewhere on this train, a murder will occur.
Miss Hayes, it may not show, but I've been around the block.
Maddie.
This train isn't going to stop for 24 hours.
I gotta pack. I've gotta get my hair done.
...I was taking a train. Life's crazy.
You know the man who comes by to sell sandwiches in the morning?
Hired me right out of school.
Talk about a mystery. I'm baffled.
I really liked you.
But it's easily checked in the office after the train has stopped.
I have a dusting kit with me.
In Skyler Cantrell's room, of course.
...and I found the drug...
I like it, I like it.
I've seen my fair share of blocks too. We're all scared, Agnes.
Mystery train, mystery meat. My favourite.
You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes...
You must be J.B.'s guest.
For 15 years...
My goose is really cooked.
I agree with Sebastian.
Let me at it.
Admit it.