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Clips from Murder, She Wrote (1984) - Sudden Death (S01E01)

"- That's quite a battle. - No. It's war, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"[Woman] Tonight on Murder, She Wrote."
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"I don't intend to let Kreuger move this franchise."
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"That wimp of a commissioner is not gonna tell me how to run my business!"
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"- Hey, lady, you can't be in here. - Oh, that's all right. I'm one of the owners."
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"- Kreuger's behind this. I know it. - Phil died intestate."
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"- I never knew that about Phil. - You, uh, left the party kind of early yourself, Commissioner."
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"- Mr. Mason. - I didn't expect to see you in the shower room."
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"Football's a very dangerous game, and sometimes people get hurt."
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"##[Organ: Hymn]"
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"[Man] Mrs. Fletcher."
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"[Car Door Closes] [Engine Starts]"
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"Hello. I'm Bradford Lockwood."
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"Please let me express my condolences."
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"Your Uncle Cyrus spoke of you so very often."
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"That's very kind, Mr. Lockwood."
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"We were very close... [Chuckles] When I was a good deal younger."
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"But, well, the last few years, l..."
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"I just felt that somebody from the family ought to be here."
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"Are you his friend? Uh, yes, and his attorney."
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"I drafted his will. Really? I had no idea he left an estate."
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"Well, I'd hardly call it that."
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"He, uh... He didn't tell you, then?"
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"Tell me what? You're the sole beneficiary, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"I am? Of course, he didn't leave much."
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"Only a few shares of a Jackdaw Corporation."
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"Uncle Cyrus investing in stocks."
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"Usually his blue chips were in a poker pot."
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"Well, I'm afraid that this is a company that has not paid a dividend in many years."
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"It's not publicly traded."
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"But I'm sure there's more than enough to cover his funeral expenses."
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"Lf, uh, you would be good enough to sign this power of attorney,"
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"I could dispose of that stock for you..."
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"and then send you a check to Cabot Cove."
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"Uh... [Chuckles] Excuse me, Mr. Lockwood,"
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"but what exactly is the Jackdaw Corporation?"
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"It's a holding company. And what does it hold?"
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"Its only asset is the Leopard football team."
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"[Gasps] Now I remember."
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"Uncle Cyrus used to work for some team or other. Oh, but that was years ago."
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"I hate to trouble you with details at a time like this,"
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"but I will need your signature on those proxies..."
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"before you leave for Cabot Cove."
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"Oh, I couldn't sign anything without reading it very carefully."
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"Well, I'd be glad to handle all that paperwork for you, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"Uh, as a favor, of course."
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"I'm sure you would, Mr. Lockwood. But there's no hurry."
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"I've decided to stay over a couple of days. Oh, I see."
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"Well, in that case, can I give you a lift back to your hotel?"
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"Oh, no. No, thanks. I have a taxi waiting. [Chuckles]"
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"A football team?"
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"Wow. You know, that's very exciting, Mr. Lockwood."
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"I think I'll just take a look."
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"[Whistle Blows] [Man] Three! Hut!"
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"Hut, two! Hut! Hut!"
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"[Man] I've seen better hitting at a Camp Fire girls pillow fight!"
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"[All Grunting]"
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"[Whistle Blows] [Man] Come on! I know we got a lot on our minds."
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"There's an important game on Sunday. Well, come on! I want to see some hitting!"
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"[Man] On one. Set. Hut."
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"Are you all right? Yes, I'm fine."
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"But I may dream tonight about being swallowed up by an enormous hat."
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"[Man] I'm really sorry. [Jessica] No, no, no. No, really. It was my fault."
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"I had no business standing in the middle of the street gawking."
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"I'm Jessica Fletcher. Hi. Zak Farrell."
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"Hello. And, uh, this is my daughter Jill."
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"Well, my goodness, Jill, you're rather young to be riding around in a big hat."
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"[No Audible Dialogue]"
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"Uh, "helmet." She reads lips very well."
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"Helmet. Oh, yes, of course."
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"How silly of me. You know, Jill, you're way ahead of me."
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"I never learned to drive. You should be very proud of yourself."
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"That means "You're very nice.""
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"Well, you're very nice too."
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"This is my wife, Cathy. Jessica Fletcher."
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"Hello, Cathy. It's very nice to meet you."
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"I see you two are friends already."
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"Yes. We... hit it off right away."
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"Come on. Let's go home."
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"Jill, would you teach me some words in sign..."
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"in case I get laryngitis?"
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"[Men Shouting]"
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"- [Whistle Blows] - Where are the proxies, Lockwood?"
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"Well, it was a little awkward right there at the funeral."
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"But I can promise you that they'll be definitely handled by tomorrow morning, Phil."
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"Well, it better be, because otherwise,"
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"that fat retainer of yours is gonna be terminated tomorrow afternoon."
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"And you. You, Pattillo, you're supposed to be the coach of this bumbling band of idiots."
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"What in the hell do I have to do to get some offense?"
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"Come on, Phil. You know we have five starters on the injured reserve."
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"I don't want to hear about injuries. I pay these clowns to play, not collect Medicare."
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"We'll have it together for Sunday. You can count on it."
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"I'm gonna put somethin' right up front to you too, Pattillo."
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"One more loss, and you are out."
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"Morale is pretty low on this team."
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"Listen, you just take care of the equipment, okay, Dillon? I will worry about morale."
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"Mr. Kreuger, as defensive captain, I've gotta speak for the guys."
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"There's a lot of talk about the team leaving town."
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"I pay you to make sure the opposition doesn't put points on the scoreboard, which you don't seem able to do."
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"So, where this team plays is none of your business."
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"Well, the commissioner says the team's staying here."
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"The commissioner... That wimp of a commissioner..."
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"is not gonna tell me how to run my business!"
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"And if he doesn't stay out of my way, he's gonna have cleat marks all over his face."
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"Excuse me. Is there a Mr. Kreuger here?"
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"- This is a private meeting, lady. - [Lockwood] Mrs. Fletcher."
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"Jessica Fletcher, Cyrus's niece."
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"Oh, oh. I'm sorry."
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"Mrs. Fletcher. I'm Phil Kreuger."
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"How do you do? Nice to meet you."
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"I think you already know Mr. Lockwood. Yes, indeed."
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"This is Mr. Pattillo, our coach, How do you do?"
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"Grover Dillon and Tank Mason, our defensive captain. Nice to meet you."
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"I think this concludes the, uh, meeting, gentlemen."
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