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Clips from Murder, She Wrote (1984) - Death Casts a Spell (S01E01)

"Let's order. I'm starved."
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"So am I."
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"Double Gibson, rocks."
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"[Giggles] Ahhh."
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"[Slurring] I'm still waiting for that interview, Cagliostro."
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"Or do I simply call you "A mazing"?"
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"Hey. Come on, Bud."
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"You know very well I never give interviews, Mr. Michaels."
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"What's the matter?"
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"Too many skeletons rattling around in the closet?"
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"What about Surrey Street?"
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"Or what about the last time you saw Reggie Downes?"
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"Sir, you're disturbing us. Leave me alone or I'll have Zack remove you."
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"[Chuckles] You can remove me, all right, Cagliostro..."
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"or whatever your name really is..."
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"but you can't remove the truth."
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"I'm going to keep on digging."
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"Me and lots of other reporters."
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"There's too much dirt under the carpet, fella."
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"It'll come out sooner or later!"
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"Mr. Michaels, I'm going to make you an offer."
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"Meet me in my suite in half an hour, and I will give you every detail of my past life."
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"Any other journalists that care to attend are welcome."
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"You may print anything that you wish,"
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"providing you can remember it."
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"What's that supposed to mean?"
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"My one condition is that I will hypnotize you first."
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"Proving what?"
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"That if I am, as you say, nothing but a charlatan, you have nothing to worry about."
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"Lf, on the other hand, I am indeed the world's greatest hypnotist,"
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"I will accomplish what no other hypnotist can do..."
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"permanently prevent you from remembering one word that you hear."
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"Now, accept my offer or leave me alone."
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"I don't believe it. I mean, you couldn't write that scene if you tried."
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"I certainly couldn't."
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"Would you excuse me, Mrs. Fletcher?"
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"Uh, Joan. Joan, uh, wait."
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"If he thinks he can get me under his spell, he's crazy."
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"But you've gotta go, Bud. Otherwise you'll look like a fool... or a coward."
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"You think I care what that creep thinks?"
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"Let him stage his show."
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"Me, l... I'm going up to my room and pass out."
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"Bud, please. Let me know how it all turns out."
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"Me? Yeah."
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"Yeah, you're taking my place."
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"Listen, Andy, your old man was a hell of a newsman,"
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"and you'll be one too."
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"Now, go round up some of the local boys and call his bluff."
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"I'll see ya at breakfast."
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"Mr. Cagliostro. Yes?"
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"I... I'm sorry to bother you, but I was in the restaurant just now and..."
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"and I thought you'd want to know that a fabulously famous author is staying in the hotel,"
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"and...and I think maybe I can get her to participate in your demonstration."
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"And just which fabulously famous author would that be?"
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"J.B. Fletcher, the mystery writer."
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"Mrs. Fletcher? Well, I would be honored to have her attend."
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"We will begin promptly in 20 minutes."
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"Thanks. We'll be here."
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"♪♪[Lounge Keyboard]"
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"Hello. Mrs. Fletcher, isn't it? Yes."
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"Well, I thought I recognized you. I'm Andy Townsend."
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"I work for Bud Michaels, the columnist."
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"Well, I wouldn't expect you to recognize his name..."
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"unless you buy your reading material at the supermarket checkout counter."
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"Oh, I see."
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"Well, Mr. Townsend, I have a dire feeling we're both in the same predicament."
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"I think my editor's assistant is trying to wangle me into the same press session."
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"- I guess you saw what happened. - Uh, pretty hard not to."
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"Well, I hope you will attend."
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"I managed to scare up a few of the local reporters,"
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"but having you in the group would give it a real touch of class."
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"Well, thanks, but, uh, I'm heading for my bed."
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"I'm going to go to sleep... the old-fashioned way."
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"Good night."
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"It's you, isn't it? I beg your pardon?"
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"[Gasps] It is you!"
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"Nurse Beecham! Oh, I'd recognize you anyplace."
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"I watch Doctors After Hours every afternoon."
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"You're my favorite character."
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"Look, I'm so sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Nurse Beecham."
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"Oh, I understand. Fans can be so bothersome."
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"It'll be our secret. Well, that's very considerate,"
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"but I assure you that my name is J.B. Fletcher."
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"Oh, of course you are, of course you are."
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"You know, the ladies in my bridge club would be so thrilled to meet you."
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"It'll just take a minute. They're right in at the crap table."
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"Uh, Mr. Townsend. Mr. Townsend! Mr. Townsend!"
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"Uh, look, I am a writer."
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"I wrote this book."
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"This is my picture. I am J.B. Fletcher."
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"No, you're not!"
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"- Mrs. Fletcher! - Slow down."
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"I ran down the stairs. The elevator's too slow."
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"Mrs. Fletcher, we're in. He's honored, absolutely honored that you're coming."
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"Joan, I am not coming."
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"And I am not horning in on that charade."
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"But you've been invited."
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"I mean, you're a writer. Aren't you the least bit curious?"
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"Ah. Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, welcome."
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"Sit down, please. Please, make yourselves comfortable."
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"Uh, let me explain."
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"Mr. Michaels, the man for whom this was arranged, has not seen fit to join us tonight."
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"However, we do welcome his representative."
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"Now, before we begin, I'm going to ask all of you to relax."
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"Clear from your minds all worries and anxieties, hmm?"
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"[Person Clears Throat, Coughs]"
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"You will only remember that you heard me..."
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"say important and revealing things about myself,"
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"but you will not remember what they are."
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"That memory will remain erased from your mind for all time."
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"Very good. You may lower your arms."
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"Now, my story begins in a small flat in London,"
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"not far from Trafalgar Square, in 1972."
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"Sorry we're late. We just couldn't get the elevator to move any faster."
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"I'm sorry, honey. The show's already started."
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"Look, I couldn't open this door if I wanted to. I don't have the key."
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"[Glass Shatters]"
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"Mr. Cagliostro, you okay?"
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"- I didn't like the sound of that. - Mr. Cagliostro!"
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"Mr. Cagliostro, everything all right?"
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