Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- See you, sweetheart. - Baby, I hope so.
Yeah, I'll bet you are. Before I do anything, I've got a phone call to make.
- Yeah, I'll bet you did. - Captain...
Causes unrest in the ranks. You never know who to invite to parties.
All right, young man. It's time for you to be getting to your homework.
Norris, I want their names and badge numbers.
Pommier. What?
Yeah, I guess I'd better.
Go upstairs. First, lock your sister in her room...
No. What'd your family do, lock her up in the attic?
- Shall we try your casket on? - Let's go.
...because quite frankly, Crenshaw...
I am.
- Man, she split. Bag and baggage. - Any idea where?
I'm beginning to wonder which way you'd prefer it.
A little early, aren't you?
Let's talk it over in here.
How do you know the police will let the hearse near the church?
...or you can tell us where Leo Moon is.
Mr. Woodfield, Captain Dobey.
...but I'm the one the cops are after. I'm getting out of the country.
Come on, sit down.
...fly upstate and pick him up.
Moon.
This TV show could open Isaac's case up.
Come on, hurry up. Come on!
"Madam Olga's Self-Help Program to Become Right-Handed"?
You're wearing it.
At the least, it will keep it before the public.
Oh, well, you win some, you lose some.
Who's the boss around here anyway?
No. Yeah, all right, all right. Thanks. Yeah.
I'm placing you under arrest for the murder of Isaac Douglas.
When I worked at the airfield at Mandalay Heights.