Murder, She Wrote (season 6)

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Murder, She Wrote (1984–1996) is an American television show, airing on CBS, about mystery writer and amateur detective Jessica Fletcher.

Appointment in Athens [6.1]

Harold Baines: [after confessing to the murder] I really had no choice. And after all, Michael, that is what they train us for, isn't it?

Seal of the Confessional [6.2]

Jessica: Where in the world do you hear all these things?

Dr. Seth Hazlitt: Well, I'll tell you, woman. If you'd get your hair done once in a while down at Loretta's beauty parlor, maybe you'd find out what was going on in this town.

The Error of Her Ways [6.4]

Pauline Byrne: [after confessing to the murders] I never did have much luck. Men, money, it's all the same. Always has been.

Dead Letter [6.6]

Stanley Holmes: [after Jessica accuses him of committing the murder] It all started when I met Marjorie. She's a wonderful woman. She just has expensive tastes. She didn't like my old car. She wanted a sleek foreign model. She didn't like my house. Or Cabot Cove, either. She wants to live in a condo in New York, she ... It just snowballed. I mean, once I started taking, I couldn't stop. [to Fred Owens] I'm sorry, Fred.

Jessica: And are you sorry about Bud Fricksey, too?

Stanley Holmes: More than, more than anything. I can't believe this. I started the fire in the front of the store and worked my way back to the office, thinking that it would take longer for the furniture to catch. It would be a simple matter to burn the files and the accounts. I heard a crash. I just thought it was a part of the fire. And I was almost done. I was just ready to light a match, and I looked up, and there was Bud. I don't know which of us was more shocked. I hit him with the can. The way he fell, I was sure he was dead, but what if he wasn't? So I picked up the phone to call, and then I saw Marjorie looking at me from the knapsack. And I just did what I had to do. God help me.

Sheriff Mort Metzger: You got a better chance with him than you have with a jury.

Night of the Tarantula [6.7]

Olivia Waverly: [after Jessica picks the lock to Harry's room] Where on earth did you learn that?

Jessica: I think it was The Thin Man Returns. Or maybe it was Charlie Chan in Hong Kong?

If the Shoe Fits [6.13]

Danny Snow: [after Jessica exposes him as the murderer] I like Marla. She's a great lady. And I hated the way Jack was always trying to strong-arm her. At the factory last Friday, I heard him tell her he was gonna come over to the house to work something out for the back rent. I figured if I gave her the rent money, maybe she'd begin to look at me differently, not just some dumb delivery guy. So I told Owen I had an errand to run, and I went to her house. She wasn't there. I was getting ready to leave, and Jack pulled up, looking for Marla. When he found out she wasn't there, he got really mad. He thought she was trying to skip out on the rent. So he took it out on me. Just like he always did, even in high school. Jack loved to rub it in about how we both came from the same place, but he'd made it big, and I was still just a nobody. Well, this time, I tried to stick up for myself. I wasn't gonna take it. He hit me, and he knocked me into the dirt. And then he laughed at me. The way he'd been laughing at me my whole life. Something in me snapped. I saw the shovel laying there. I picked it up, and I swung. When I realized what I'd done, I knew I had to get rid of his body. I drove his Mercedes into the woods, and I threw the shovel as far as I could. Then I pushed the car into the gully. I figured somebody would think it was an accident. And I ran back to the house. I got in my truck, but I was in such a hurry to get out of there that I backed into the firewood in the front yard, and I broke my tail light. I found as many pieces as I could in the dark, and then I just beat it out of there.

How to Make a Killing Without Really Trying [6.14]

Jerome Ashcroft: [after confessing to the murder] I couldn't let a scoundrel like Gordon Tully take over the firm I devoted my life to. You understand that, don't you? Somebody has got to stand up for the old values.

The Fixer-Upper [6.15]

Claire Hastings: [after Jessica exposes her as the murderer] Oh, Arnold, close your mouth. You know what it's like. Been all these years working with the rich, not being rich ourselves. Not rich, rich. You actually start to feel that you're one of them. And then one day, you wake up, and you realize that you're on a par with their poodle's hairdresser.

Detective Lieutenant Percy Redick: Mrs. Hastings, why don't you bring us all up to speed and tell us what really happened?

Claire Hastings: That idiot, Seymour Densch, couldn't resist the opportunity to see the house and meet the infamous Deborah Tarkington, daughter of his idol, Harry Tarkington. So he used his offer on the house as an entrée and introduced himself to Deborah. Well, after five minutes, she saw right through him, and she called him on it. Of course, he spilled his guts before she tossed him out. I guess that's when she called Victoria and left the message on her machine that the deal was off. Then she called Arnold at the party to give him a piece of her mind, but I intercepted the call. She was talking about fraud. Now I told her to calm down, that we would talk about it. So, I left the party, and I went to Deborah's. She'd been drinking just enough to be abusive and nasty and very dangerous. And when she went for the phone to call the police, I went for the fireplace poker. I always was a good closer.

Always a Thief [6.19]

Jessica: In case you couldn't guess, my old friend Dennis Stanton hates writing letters. On the other hand, loves the sound of his own voice. Actually, this seems like a marvelous way to keep in touch. Many of you will remember Dennis from the first time I met him. His occupation was a little different then. Jewel thief, second-story man, con artist. I'm happy to say events conspired to turn him into a very respectable member of the community. His work habits haven't changed much, but at least now he's working on the right side of the law. What's the old bromide? Set a thief to catch a thief. Dennis doesn't have to bilk the insurance companies anymore. In fact, they pay him handsomely to outwit other thieves. In fact, he's such a dashing and unorthodox figure I'm half tempted to base one of my stories on him. I confess that's actually not my idea, but then, modesty was never one of Dennis' attributes.

Shear Madness [6.20]

Rosemary Taylor: [after Jessica accuses her of committing the murder] Bill took one look at me thirty years ago, and knew exactly how I felt about him. Not that he cared much after our first few dates. And then, when he left town and I found out I was pregnant, I tricked Jody Taylor into thinking Meg was his, and married him so she'd have a name. Deep down, I always hoped he'd come back. And after thirty years, he did. But it wasn't for me. He'd forgotten all about me. When I told him everything I'd endured for him, you know what he called it? A regrettable mistake. He made a mistake, all right, and I made sure it was his last.