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

"I had dinner last night at the Four Seasons,"
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"and the young man with me was a newspaper reporter."
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"- Oh, then you didn't have dinner with Tiffany Harrow? - Is that what she said? [Laughs]"
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"Now I remember. You're the mystery writer. Ah, yes."
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"Boringly simple mysteries. I'd have a dash at them myself, except that I have more serious work."
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"Well, I suppose you're going to steal Hemsley's murder for a book."
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"Well, good plots are hard to come by,"
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"but of course this one doesn't have an ending."
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"Well, obviously that clod Lynchfield didn't do it."
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"Too weak. Lacks motive."
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"No. A much better suspect would be... Alexis Post."
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"The woman scorned."
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"Oh, but I understood Alexis had dropped Post."
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"Oh, definitely no. Quite the contrary."
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"That's why she gave him all that money."
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"She drove Hemsley to those other women with all her jealous harping."
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"Do you know 10 years ago when we spent that summer in Florence, she was even jealous of me?"
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"Mm-hmm. Ridiculous, of course."
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"I never realized you were so close."
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"Yes."
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"I used to be Hemsley's private secretary... before my own early success."
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"Oh, Mr. Winslow. I do so adore your work."
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"Might I have one of your books? Why certainly, dear lady."
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"Mrs. Fletcher, you will excuse me? Oh, yes."
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"If you would just inscribe it to... [Clears Throat]"
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""Dear Cornelia, with deep affection for a faithful and loving friend. ""
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"Something simple like that."
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"Oh, hi. Mrs. Fletcher. Do you remember me?"
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"Oh, uh, oh, yes. The writer Debbie Delancy."
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"What did you think of my story? Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry, Debbie."
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"I have been frightfully busy, and, after all, you only gave it to me yesterday."
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"Oh, sure. I will read it. Promise."
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"You got my number? Mm-hmm. I'll call you."
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"Okay."
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"[Soft Knocking]"
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"Mrs. Fletcher. I hope I'm not intruding."
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"Well, actually, I, uh... I wonder if you might help clear up a little mystery."
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"About what? My umbrella."
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"Actually, it belongs to my doorman, and I want to return it to him."
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"Well, why come to me?"
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"Someone took it by mistake last night at the cocktail party,"
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"and I thought that you might've gotten it."
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"Oh, no. I took my own umbrella after the party."
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"I know because it has a very distinctive design and..."
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"Well, this isn't mine. It isn't mine either."
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"Pity. You must have inadvertently exchanged umbrellas with Adrian Winslow when you had dinner."
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"- Oh, of course. That must be it. - Except he said he didn't have dinner with you."
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"That weasel."
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"Look, l-I was a little nervous about my key being found at the murder scene,"
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"and Adrian said he'd tell everybody I'd been with him and not to worry."
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"I couldn't help but notice the manuscript you slipped into the drawer."
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"You know, Hemsley Post's novel is missing."
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"Oh, and I didn't take it. This is an autobiography by an old movie star."
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"You know, what I did and who I did it to?"
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"He's looking for a publisher and l..."
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"Well, the fact is I may represent this myself, personally."
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"I see. Going out on your own?"
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"Yes."
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"Just to satisfy my curiosity, what did you do last night?"
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"Well, when Post didn't show up,"
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"l... I finally took a couple of sleeping pills and went to bed."
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"Life in the fast lane can be a little lonely."
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"[Knocking]"
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"- Yeah? - Frank Lapinski?"
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"- Yeah, what are you selling? - This is a search warrant."
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"- Open the door, Lapinski. - [Knocking]"
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"Meyer, kick it in."
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"He's coming down the fire escape. Take him."
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"Be careful, he may be armed."
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"Watch it, Meyer. He might be armed."
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"Freeze!"
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"Drop the briefcase. Now! Let it go."
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"Against the wall. Hands flat. Feet back."
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"Name tag says Hemsley Post."
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""Untitled Novel, by Hemsley Post." [Panting]"
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"All right, you got me. [Panting]"
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"What do you want, a confession? You got it. I killed Post."
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"I'm not a damn bit sorry."
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"He's all yours."
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"Well, stealing somebody else's novel is a dastardly thing to do,"
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"and I don't blame Lapinski for killing him."
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"Well, I know he confessed, but there's something wrong about this whole thing."
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"What do you mean? I can't just put my finger on it."
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"There are so many other people with motives to kill him."
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"Other people covering their tracks."
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"I see that you still have that kid's short story."
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"- Yes, I read it last night. - Any good or, I mean, should I ask?"
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"Actually, it's not that bad. It's a beginner's story about a teenage girl..."
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"remembering how she felt about her brother going off to the war."
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"I wish I could remember that night with Lucinda Lark, I'll tell ya."
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"Oh, dear. I should've given these to Mr. Comstock."
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"I think these are the ones that I found the morning after the killing."
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"I can't image how they found their way into my bag."
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"I suspect they belong to Mr. Post."
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"I don't know. I mean, somehow, I doubt that."
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"I think if a guy like Post would go out and buy a pair of glasses,"
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"he'd find something a little more macho... you know what I mean?"
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"- Driver, stop the cab. - Jessica, what on earth? What do you see?"
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"Optometrist. Here. Here's for the fare."
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"I'll meet you back at the hotel. Um..."
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"Hey, driver, you don't know any good saloons in this neighborhood, do you?"
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"Uh-huh. Just as I thought."
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"Madam, where did your optometrist learn his craft?"
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"The Braille Institute?"
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"- These glasses are entirely wrong for you. - I suspected they were."
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"Left lens is for a mild astigmatism."
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"Right lens corrects for myopia. I'll fix you up a new pair."
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"Actually, I was wondering, would it take long to mount those lenses in different frames?"
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"Mrs. Fletcher, thank you so much for reading my story."
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"I called you last night... several times."
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"Well, a friend has a cabin upstate. I go up there sometimes to write."
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"No phone. But, when I came back, I saw your message on the door, and I rushed right over."
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"- Then you haven't seen the paper? - No."
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"Well, I found your story very interesting. Really?"
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"Obviously written from the heart and from personal experience."
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"Well, um, do you have any suggestions, or how to tighten it up, or..."
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"Well, I made a few notes on the back. I hope you don't mind."
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"No. Isn't it awful when you reach a time in life..."
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"where you found the right words, but you can no longer see them."
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"Can I borrow your glasses? Oh, well, I doubt these are going to be any help to you."
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