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Clips from Murder, She Wrote - It's a Dog's Life (S01E01)

"[Whimpering]"
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"[Whimpering Continues]"
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"[Police Radio Chatter] [No Audible Dialogue]"
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"Be skeptical. Say I'm crazy. But I really saw it."
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"- What, the accident? - No."
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"My dear sister's ghost rising up from her earthly form..."
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"and crying like a mourning dove."
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"Mother, you're just upset. Of course, I'm upset."
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"Wouldn't you be if you'd just seen Trish's spirit take wing?"
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"Mighty strange hour to be lookin' out windows, Ms. Cramer."
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"I'm often up at night. My aura thrives on moonlight."
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"I heard a car horn, so I looked out."
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"My bedroom has the only clear view of the gate."
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"[Doorbell Chiming]"
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"My first real ghost, and no one will believe me."
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"This is a tragedy, an awful tragedy."
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"Yes, just awful."
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"I'm sorry to hear about Trish. I came as soon as I could. Sheriff."
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"Well, now that everybody's here, maybe I can ask a few questions."
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"[No Audible Dialogue]"
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"Really? Excuse me."
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"Sheriff, I think we should all hear what your deputy had to say."
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"Well, up in the security room there's this button that closes the gate."
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"And whoever pushed that button killed your sister."
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"- Turns out the killer left a print. - A fingerprint?"
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"I didn't say that. Near as we can tell, it's more like a paw print."
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"- Well, that's absurd! - Oh, my God! There goes the will!"
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"- Over my dead body it does! - [Spencer] First he attacks Potts, now he's murdered Trish!"
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"- That dog has got to go! - Oh, wouldn't that be convenient!"
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"- All right, everybody, just hush. - Uh, Sheriff, you cannot possibly believe..."
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"that a dog is capable of murder!"
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"Well, of course not. He'd have to be trained."
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"[Engine Stops Running]"
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"Oh."
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"Mrs. Fletcher, I just heard."
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"It came over the Sheriff's band on my C.B."
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"How's the, uh... How's the family taking it?"
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"About what you'd expect, I'm afraid."
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"Hmm. Well, I'll run up there and see if there's anything I can do."
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"[Engine Starting]"
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"[Police Radio Chatter]"
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"Here, Will, let me help you to fold that."
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"Oh, Mrs. Fletcher, am I glad to see you."
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"Sure needs a lady's touch. It is Will, isn't it?"
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"Yes, ma'am. Will Roxie. Mm-hmm."
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"I tell ya... my wife would give her eyeteeth for that. It's beautiful."
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"[Chuckles] How strange."
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"Now, this is a new coat, but the seams are split just like my car coat."
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"Seems a shame."
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"It seems like you brought everything but the helicopter."
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"Yes, ma'am. It's not often we get to use the sheriff's new gizmos."
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"Who are all those men? Ah, Sheriff's posse."
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"They're all dressed up with nobody to chase."
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"I guess I'll set 'em to combing the grounds."
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"Sounds like an excellent idea. Will, I hope you don't mind if I just sort of poke around."
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"Oh, no, ma'am. Feel free."
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"And that's all I know. The door to this room locks. It automatically locks."
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"I've got the only key."
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"And when you left, Teddy was alone in this room?"
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"Was there any sign of any tampering with the door?"
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"No. No. Do you really think Teddy pushed that button?"
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"Oh, yes. Yes, I'm quite sure of it."
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"Mr. Barnes, you say your view of the gate was obstructed at one point."
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"I wonder, did you hear anything unusual?"
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"No, ma'am. Just the usual..."
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"crickets, a... a night bird calling."
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"Could you show me the way to Morgana's room?"
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"Just as I suspected. Under stress, the English always head for the teapot."
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"Can I have a cup too? Yes, have this one."
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"Thanks. Well, the patients are screamin' for their medicine."
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"I'm in charge of the ice brigade."
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"We've got plenty here. The ice bucket's up there."
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"Oh, yes."
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"I tell ya, ladies. I will be glad when this night's over."
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"Oh, dear, Mr. Boswell. You have a nasty grease mark on your trousers."
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"Well, now, isn't that wonderful?"
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"I had a flat on the way over here. I guess I got some grease off the jack."
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"A flat? How far from the house?"
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"Oh, a half mile."
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"And how long did you stop?"
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"I don't know. Maybe 20 minutes."
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"So, someone leaving here would have to pass you on their way?"
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"Say... N-N-Now, that's right."
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"But nobody came by."
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"Which means that the killer had to be someone in this house. I knew it."
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"[Echo] How about the ice?"
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"Yes."
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"You know, I have something that'll take that grease right off there."
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"Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"These... These trousers need cleanin' anyway."
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"First Denton, then Trish."
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"Jessica, you weren't in there when they practically accused me..."
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"of training Teddy to kill."
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"Well, you didn't do it. But somebody else might have done it."
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"Abby, how do you go about training a dog to press a button?"
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"Oh, endless repetition."
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"You could train him to respond to a vocal command."
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"You know, "Teddy, push! Good boy." No, it's too risky."
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"I mean, someone would have to turn on the intercom, and they'd recognize the voice."
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"Is there any other way? Well, any sort of sound,"
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"as long as the dog learned to recognize it."
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"- Um, snapping fingers, a whistle... - Whistle! That's the kind of thing I have in mind."
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"What is it? You've figured something out, haven't you?"
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"No. Well, I'm not sure."
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"I'm telling you, Sheriff. Whoever is responsible..."
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"will never get away with framing that dog."
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"If that's an accusation, Boswell, be rather careful, because I know a thing or two about slander laws."
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"Spencer, why don't you sit down and be quiet?"
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"[Boswell] Let me tell you something, Spencer."
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"You are talkin' about a perfectly normal dog as if he's possessed!"
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"You've been seeing too many Stephen King movies. Oh, no."
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"There is such a thing as possession."
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"So, you all thought you could get away with murder!"
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"Well, think again, because my cousin has worked it all out!"
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"Go on. Tell them, Jessica. Abby!"
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"I wanted to talk to the sheriff about it privately. Got it all worked out, eh?"
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"Let us all in on it. Well, uh, l-I, uh, only have a theory."
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"Splendid! Do tell us all, Mrs. Fletcher."
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"Well, l... Sheriff, I do think that you and I should discuss it together. I mean, it-it's just a guess."
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"Mrs. Fletcher, I have little use for theories, private or otherwise."
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