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Clips from Murder, She Wrote (1984) - Murder Takes the Bus (S01E01)

"[Thunderclap]"
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"Sir?"
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"[Woman] Tonight on Murder, She Wrote."
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"Obviously you're saying one of us killed him."
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"- I never saw that man before. - This happened about 15 years ago, didn't it?"
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"I was in the bar having a drink."
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"I have no idea who this poor, dead fella is."
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"If I wanted to knock this guy off, I would've shot him."
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"- I was working on the engine the whole time. - I don't have to answer your questions, lady."
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"[Screams]"
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"[Seagulls Screeching]"
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"Oh, did you reach them? Yeah, said we'd be there about 8:00."
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"Probably miss the hors d'oeuvres. Well, no serious loss, I'm sure."
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"Ms. Fletcher, the Maine Sheriffs' Association lays out the finest spread east of the Alleghenies."
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"Oh, Amos. Anyway, we'll be there in time for the drawing."
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"They're giving away a big-screen TV, and I got a feeling it's my lucky night."
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"Oh, I sure hope so, Amos. Mm. Would you get that to the garage?"
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"I'll go get the tickets."
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"[Thunder Rumbling] Well, what do you hope to gain?"
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"I'm not sure. Look, honey, nobody's forcing you to come."
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"Besides, this is between him and me."
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"Well, I'm coming along, Steve. All right. You suit yourself. Just don't get in my way."
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"Headin' for Boston? Oh, Portland."
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"A-yah. I like these local buses."
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"You can sit back and relax and enjoy yourself."
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"Mmm. Well, most people can't find the time."
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"[Chuckles] Yeah, ridin' hard and fast toward a date with the gravedigger."
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"[Sniffs] Smell that air. Be rain in 20 minutes. You watch. Cyrus Leffingwell."
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"Jessica Fletcher. [Horn Honks]"
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"Here she comes."
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"[Brakes Squeal]"
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"Afternoon, folks. This is the local bus to Boston."
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"Stopping at Newcastle, Brunswick, Portland,"
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"Kennebunk, Dover, Portsmouth, Amesbury and Ipswich."
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"Be leaving in three minutes. Thank you."
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"Here's your ticket, Ms. Fletcher. Oh, thank you, Amos."
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"Oh! Forgot the bags. Ah."
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"Uh, my friend is bringing our things. We just have a couple of overnight bags. We don't need to stow them."
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"Yes'um. Doesn't Andy Reardon usually run this route?"
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"Yes'um. Took sick with the flu. Oh, that's too bad."
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"Here we are. Ms. Fletcher. Ah, great."
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"We better get on board. Okay."
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"Kent. Hmm?"
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"Do you know who that is? Somebody from the college?"
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"No. That's J.B. Fletcher. Oh, didn't recognize him."
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"Her. Her, Kent."
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"She writes wonderful whodunits. [Exhales] Really."
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"Driver says we'll be there with time to spare. Mm-hmm."
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"Anyway, the drawing isn't until the end of the evening."
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"That way they make sure that no one walks out on them too early."
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"Oh, not that they would, Ms. Fletcher."
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"I mean, you're gonna have those fellas eatin' out of your hand."
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"Sounds a bit messy to me, Amos. Mm."
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"Next stop, Newcastle."
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"[Thunderclap]"
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"[Driver] Where you headed?"
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"[Man] Uh, Portland."
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"It's nine-sixty."
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"What's the trouble? Power lines are down."
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"You can get through, but watch it. There's a lot of flooding up ahead."
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"[Driver] Is the road open? Yeah, but I don't know for how long."
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"Okay. Thank you. Take care."
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"Excuse me. You're J.B. Fletcher, aren't you?"
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"Yes, I am. Oh, I thought so."
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"- I think you are a wonderful writer. - Why, thank you."
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"In fact, you're in the top 10 of my "most stolen" list."
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"Your what? Most stolen. I'm a librarian."
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"[Chuckles] We have had to replace copies of your books..."
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"a dozen times over the last couple of years."
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"People check them out and absolutely will not return them."
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"[Laughs] I'm very flattered... I think."
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"[Both Chuckle]"
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"Oh. I'm glad you came by."
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"No way out of that mess till morning. How much to Portland?"
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"Nine-sixty. Say, weren't you following us for quite a while?"
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"I sure was. Thought I'd be safer with you running interference."
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"- Sorry I passed you now. - Thank you."
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"Uh, sorry, folks, we, uh, seem to be having a little engine trouble."
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"Probably the wet. You can get out and stretch your legs if you want while I check it out."
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"[Grunts]"
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"That didn't take long. No, but this isn't Portland."
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"It isn't? No. Let's get out and get some coffee."
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"[Groans] At this rate, we're gonna miss the fruit cup."
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"[Sighs] Steve, please."
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"Why don't you just let it be? I told you to just stay out of this. Now, go on."
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"Well, howdy, folks. Come on in. Set yourselves down."
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"Thank you. How'd you get through?"
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"The radio said the Rockwater Creek Bridge is washed out."
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"We're coming on down from Cabot Cove. Is that so?"
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"They were stopping traffic they said. We must be the last ones to get through."
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"- Well, we seem to be. - Mighty fierce storm."
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"Reminds me of Agnes back in '72."
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"I remember that one. They were just building the interstate."
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"[Groans] I'm soaked."
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"Can you tell me where the restroom is? Right down the hallway on your right."
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"Thank you."
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"Hello. Do you think I might get a cup of black coffee, please?"
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"Oh, two, please. I wish now I hadn't sent the help home."
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"Uh, would it be too much trouble to have a cup of tea?"
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"- Comin' right up. - Thank you."
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"Is there somewhere a man can get a drink?"
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"Yeah, in the bar. It's closed now, but if you can hold on a mite, I'll open it."
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"Fine."
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"This is the time of year for storms, of course."
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"Statistically speaking, the chance of rain on any day at this time of year are about, um, two-to-one."
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"As you can see, my husband's mind is cluttered with all sorts of interesting trivia."
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"Better a little clutter than an empty attic."
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"Oh, I don't know."
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"Many a night I've been trapped in a storm-ridden airport. Never bothered me."
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"As my late wife used to say, rest her soul,"
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""Only a fool grows ulcers over something he can't control.""
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"Excuse me."
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"Well, maybe we oughta take a look at the menu."
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"Here's a menu for you, ma'am. Thank you, Amos."
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"I figure things the way they are, we should get something to eat."
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"Probably gonna miss the potato soup. I would think so."
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"I sure am sorry, ma'am. This is turning into a miserable trip."
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"Oh, don't be silly, Amos. Who knows? We may be still in time for my speech."
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"I sure hope so."
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"Do you have a phone around here somewhere? Yeah, there's a pay phone outside."
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