Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mm-hmm, and she'll say, "Why, that dirty rat. I will kill him."
Well, I know you blame yourself for Al's death.
He says, "Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'm the only one here.
You didn't!
Oh, Mrs. Beatty, I'm so very, very sorry.
Last night, Al had a heart attack and died.
...with her own sister...
- You like square dancing. - No, thanks.
Arnie... I slept with him.
...and he didn't believe me!
- Why? - I'm afraid. You go.
I sat there at two in the morning,
- A joke. - That's a terrible joke!
Oh, no. I can't go in there. I have a thing against dead people.
- You tell the truth. - Well, I can't tell her the truth.
I know.
"...and that looks like bits of Joe's arms...
What am I gonna do? I can't tell her her husband died in my bed.
- Of what, honey? - My new dress.
She was a neighbor of ours.
No more men? My God, I would die. I would just die.
Al... the big jerk.
You could be watching a perfectly lovely story about Central America,
We had a neighbor in Minnesota who killed her husband.
Didn't you see your husband when he was dead?
- Morning, Sophia. - Morning.
He-He's shy. He's very shy.
I mean... dirty talk.
Well, maybe that's it. They have to do it all.
"Oh, he's dead. Wrong way driver hit him head-on.
If I keep talking, it isn't true.
I guess we're doomed.