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Clips from Murder, She Wrote (1984) - Footnote to Murder (S01E01)

"This is Mrs. Jessica Fletcher. I'd like to leave a message."
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"Well, then, I'd like to leave another message."
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"Have him call me at the hotel the moment he arrives."
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"Yes, thank you."
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"Oh, is anything wrong, Miss Harrow? Oh, no. Just some dust in my contact lens."
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"Oh, yes. I don't wear them myself, but I understand they can be very irritating."
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"Mm. Especially if you've only been wearing them a couple of weeks."
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"You know, I feel so awful about Horace Lynchfield. I really kind of liked him."
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"Well, at least if he's convicted his sales will skyrocket."
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"But he happens to be innocent. Well, either way, all the talk shows will be after him."
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"Miss Harrow, I suppose you heard that Hemsley Post's new manuscript is missing."
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"Really? I mean, if there actually was a manuscript."
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"Oh, there was. I saw it. Oh, then you did go to his room?"
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"Well, that was before the cocktail party."
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"His wife was there when I left, and they had this big fight about money."
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"In front of you? Not very discreet."
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"Well, actually, I, uh... I heard it through the door."
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"Will you excuse me... I'm late for a meeting."
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"Miss Harrow, I am desperately trying to clear a very dear friend of mine from a murder charge."
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"I mean, anything that you heard, even accidentally, could be of great importance."
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"Sure. Why not."
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"As soon as the door closed, she started in on him right away about the money."
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"I'm sorry about your husband's death, Mrs. Post."
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"That's very kind of you, Mrs. Fletcher, but Hemsley and I have been separated for 10 years."
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"Darryl, I said the blue taffeta."
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"Well, maybe it's all for the best."
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"I beg your pardon? Hemsley was a burned-out writer."
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"A very unhappy man. Oh, I'm sorry."
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"I understood that he'd just written a major novel."
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"Had he? I wonder."
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"He hadn't been able to write for years."
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"Strange. Then I wonder why you went to his hotel room the other night..."
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"demanding $264,000 out of his advance."
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"How did you know that? Mrs. Post, I have no desire to pry into your private affairs."
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"But Horace Lynchfield is under suspicion in your husband's murder."
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"I didn't kill him. You were in his room."
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"There was evidence that he had been, uh, entertaining someone."
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"Certainly not me. Writing wasn't the only way that Hemsley was burned-out,"
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"but that didn't stop him from trying."
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"It never mattered who, how pretty, how old."
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"The game was everything."
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"Requiescat in pacem."
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"The man has died. The legend lives on. Excuse me."
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"- Horace! - Hiya, Jessica."
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"- Horace. - Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Whoa."
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"Oh, Horace. Where-Where have you been? We've been looking all over for you."
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"They let me go. I knew it had to be some kind of mistake."
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"Oh, but now you're a fugitive, which makes things even worse."
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"Now come on. You must go and see Mr. Comstock and turn yourself in."
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"I suppose, but could I get myself a little drink first? No."
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"St. Bonaventure's Academy, they used to call me terrible things. Nerd. Four-eyes."
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"I bought a copy of your book."
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"I found it... quite..."
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"Graphic? That's what the news called it."
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"Yes, graphic. [Chuckles] Yes."
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"[Clears Throat]"
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"I was hoping you'd sign it for me."
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"- I'd be honored. - I'm sorry to interrupt."
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"I understood you're looking for Mr. Lynchfield. I heard you escaped."
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"He didn't escape. They lost him."
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"Gwen, get Lieutenant Meyer in here, please."
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"Mr. Comstock, isn't it time that you started a detailed investigation?"
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"I mean, for example, what about that inscription in Miss Lark's book?"
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"- It was a mistake. - I signed it the day before."
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"I just put the wrong date on it."
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"Look, I'm not very good with numbers."
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"Well, not that anybody would suspect me,"
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"but I do have an alibi."
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"I spent the evening and the entire night..."
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"with the most romantic man."
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"- Who? - Horace."
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"But if I spent the night in the arms of the lovely Lucinda..."
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"then I couldn't possibly have murdered Hemsley Post."
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"Imagine, Lucinda Lark and not being able to remember."
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"Maybe you didn't spend the night with her. I didn't?"
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"Well, maybe she made it up to give herself an alibi."
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"Oh, I hope not. I was so looking forward to remembering. Oh, Horace."
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"You've got to take this thing seriously. Somebody has killed Hemsley Post."
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"All right. I'm almost positive I didn't do it. Now what can I do to help?"
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"Go back to the hotel, stay sober. Stay out of trouble."
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"You're headed somewhere. Brooklyn. Don't ask."
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"[Ship Horn Blowing]"
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"Uh, Mr. Lapinski? That's me."
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"Oh, I'm Jessica Fletcher. The writer?"
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"Yes. I've read a couple of your books."
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"Lightweight, but, uh, kind of fun."
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"Thank you very much. I never claimed to be Dostoyevsky."
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"Mr. Lapinski, I'm trying to help a friend, Horace Lynchfield."
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"The guy who killed Hemsley Post."
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"Who'd have figured he'd get knocked off by a poet."
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"How well did you know Mr. Post?"
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"- I knew his work. - Perhaps you met him when he was in Vietnam?"
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"Lady, why the hell are you asking me all this?"
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"I'm just curious to know why you're sending him threatening letters if you've never met him."
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"You have me mixed up with somebody else."
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"I got work to do. Excuse me."
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"Oh. I should've had that taxi wait."
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"Are you lost, lady? Oh, no, no. I came to see Frank Lapinski."
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"He's around here somewhere. Nice guy."
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"Oh, yes, and, uh, very bright."
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"A real brain. Can't figure what he's doing working around here though."
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"Well, it's hard to make a living as a writer."
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"Oh, don't worry. Frank'll make it. He's a real plugger. Soon as he sells that book."
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"Book? Oh, yes, of course. The one about Vietnam?"
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"Well, far as I know, it's the only one he's wrote. I don't know. Maybe he's working on another."
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"I see. Well, thanks very much."
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"Uh, there wouldn't be any place around here I could get a taxi, would there?"
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"Around here, are you kidding? [Laughs]"
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"Phone book is over there by the pay phone, lady. This place the cabbies don't cruise."
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"Thank you very much."
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"These aren't mine."
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"[Jessica] But, don't you see? I'm sure the manuscript that..."
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"Mr. Post didn't want anyone to see was written by Frank Lapinski."
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"Well, you've got his threatening letter. We found it on the desk in his room."
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"Well, we'll, uh... we'll check it out, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"I most certainly hope you do, Mr. Comstock."
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"- Mr. Winslow. - Ah, what name?"
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"I'm Jessica Fletcher. I didn't come to buy a book."
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"We met at the book awards party. Yes. One meets so many people."
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"Didn't I see you at 21 last night?"
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