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

"[Whistle Blows] Very nice of you to show me around, Mr. Kreuger."
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"Call me Phil."
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"Hey, listen, Web McCord's going to be throwing a party for the team tonight. Why don't you come as my guest?"
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"Have I met Mr. McCord? Not yet. No."
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"He's a real estate developer. Big fan."
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"Likes to hang around with the players. [Chuckles]"
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"It should be a great bash and give you a chance to meet some of the guys."
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"Ah, I'd be delighted. Good."
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"Listen, Mrs. Fletcher, I don't want to play games with you."
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"I want to buy you out."
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"Really? Well, I have no idea what my shares are worth."
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"Well, the last time any of your stock traded it was six dollars a pop."
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"You got 4,000 shares. That's 24 grand. I'll give you 30."
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"That's very generous."
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"Well, I'll think it over. Oh."
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"There's my taxi."
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"Thank you, Mr. Kreuger. Phil."
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"Uh, why don't you give me your answer tonight? I'll pick you up at 7:30."
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"Bye. Thanks."
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"[Whistle Blows]"
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"[Man On Phone] No, Mrs. Farrell, this isn't a threat, just some friendly advice."
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"Tell your husband to quit the team before it comes out about your little girl."
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"Who are you?"
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"You have no right to interfere in our lives."
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"If you don't stop phoning, I'm going to contact the police."
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"We just want to know when, uh, dinner's gonna be ready."
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"[Sighs]"
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"[Chuckles]"
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"It's going to be a while. Have an apple, sweetheart."
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"You shouldn't carry her, Zak. Your shoulder's not healed yet."
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"Ah, what difference does it make? My passing career's finished anyway."
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"Darling, it is not the end of the world."
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"Right."
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"Who called?"
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"Wrong number."
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"- It was another one of those anonymous phone calls, wasn't it? - No, Zak."
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"Kreuger's behind this. I know it!"
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"We don't know that... not for sure."
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"Well, I know it, and I'm gonna put an end to it."
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"Zak, please."
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"Don't do anything foolish."
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"Room 317, please. Fletcher."
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"Mrs. Fletcher. Oh, Mr. Pattillo. Or should I say Coach Pattillo?"
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"May I talk to you? Of course."
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"Uh... Uh, are we hiding from someone?"
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"Uh, look, ma'am. I want to buy your stock."
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"I talked to the bank today, and they're gonna give me a second mortgage."
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"It's gonna be a stretch, but I can give you 60,000."
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"How interesting."
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"Twice as much as I was just offered."
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"Tell me, Mr. Pattillo, why is everyone so anxious to buy me out?"
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"Well, that's no big secret."
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"Kreuger owns 48%, and a rival group of investors owns 48%."
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"Your Uncle Cyrus owns the other four percent."
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"Apparently he wouldn't sell. Right."
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"Except that Lockwood had the old man's voting proxies..."
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"and threw the balance of power to Kreuger."
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"That's quite a battle. No."
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"It's war, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"You see, Kreuger wants to move the franchise to a bigger city."
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"And you're for keeping the team right here."
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"I love this town. It's my home."
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"I want the Leopards here."
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"[Kreuger] All right, look. This club actually lost money last year,"
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"but if I've got majority ownership, I'm willing to put some big bucks into this team."
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"This club could go places."
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"Like a bigger city?"
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"40,000."
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"I've already been offered more than that."
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"All right, lady. From here on I take the gloves off."
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"150,000, and that's my final offer."
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"Mr. Kreuger, my Uncle Cyrus entrusted those shares to me..."
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"rather than sell them to you."
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"I intend to find out the reason."
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"The reason?"
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"Lady, the last few years, your uncle's elevator didn't go all the way to the top."
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"Besides which, he didn't like me."
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"Well, I'm sorry, but I haven't made any decision yet."
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"I hope you understand."
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"I hope you understand something, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"Football's a very dangerous game, and sometimes people get hurt."
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"Shall we join the party?"
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"##[Jazz]"
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"Oh, Web. This is Jessica Fletcher. This is Web McCord, my associate."
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"He's the one that collects Leopards. Oh, not the wild variety, I hope."
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"No, but, uh, some of these animals belong in cages."
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"Mrs. Fletcher, I'm very glad you could come. Thank you so much."
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"Hello, Mr. Mason. Oh, hi, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"Thought I'd better get some pictures before everybody's face gets blurred. [Laughter]"
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"Excuse me. There's... Mm-hmm. You're leaving?"
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"Yes, I'm gonna go home and make some phone calls."
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"Talmadge won't stay very long. All this drinking makes him nervous."
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"He's the commissioner. Oh."
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"Do me a favor, will ya? Slip him a Mickey Finn."
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"He'll be back. He only lives a block away."
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"I think it's time to get you a drink. You know, I've never been to a team party before."
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"Well, the important thing is, uh, not to let any of these guys fall on ya."
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"Baxter."
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"[Cheering]"
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"[Yelps]"
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"[Cheering, Yelling]"
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"Kreuger."
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"Where's Kreuger? Oh, he went to his place."
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"He'll be back. Have a drink, Zak."
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"Excuse me."
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"Kreuger. Yeah, I want to talk to you now."
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"You know what it's about. I'm gonna settle this thing tonight."
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"Hey, that's fine with me. I'll be there at 9:00."
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"Take it easy, Zak. This is supposed to be a party."
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"I'm Harris Talmadge, commissioner of football."
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"How nice to meet you. I understand you now have an ownership position."
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"I'm afraid if you want to buy my shares, you'll have to get in line."
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"My responsibilities don't permit ownership."
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"But I'd just like you to know I don't intend to let Kreuger move this franchise."
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"Well, I was under the impression that his mind was made up. And so is mine."
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"I'll fight him all the way to the Supreme Court if necessary."
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"Well, if you'll excuse me, I want... Mrs. Fletcher, we really should have a little talk sometime."
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"Uh, excuse me, Mr. Baxter. Did you happen to see Zak Farrell?"
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"Oh, he left, ma'am... a few moments ago."
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"Oh."
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