Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- We got your note about the aliens. - Huh!
by the grieving widow. (EXCLAIMS)
Blood on my hands, Lord!
I just can't have killed someone.
I'm actually glad she's as young as she is.
She just married him for his money.
But, how do you look exactly like me?
It seems like something, but it's really nothing. And it's cheap.
We should be making a lot of money off that shit.
Everyone thinks I murdered Carlton.