Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...what was I doing? Bobbling the ball.
-How about scrambled? -l guess so. No, I don't think so.
Oh, some people have all the luck.
Why would that man wanna kill him?
What?
There's something kicking around inside of you...
...that's important enough for somebody to phone?
It's Bryant Wilbourne.
Sold.
Don't misunderstand me.
Check on her business?
-How would you like them fixed? -I don't know, Mom.
You?
I'm gonna call it a night.
Okay, if it's no trouble.
His name is Craig Mullens.
But if I were you, I wouldn't want to overlook the C-2000.
Oh, I'm sure they're doing fine. No, really, I'm fine. I'm okay.
-What? -I'm sure he's just running late.
...1s because it is personal.
I don't feel good about finding a man s0 you can mop up the floor with him.
She was still a young child at the time and I raised her...
...just couldn't get away that day.
-Yes. -And he went along with that?
I know that, Daddy.
-Good morning, darling. -Am I interrupting anything?
An afternoon's work, a nice fee.
...a brief memo to update you on the latest true story...
I'm afraid to call him.
We'll follow him home, let him kick off his shoes...
~The blushing groom. -How about a good lawyer?
He's due in from Phoenix at 4:53. You can wait if you want.
...I was thinking about that thing...
No furniture, no clothes.
We've been around a lot of bends.
How'd you lure Bryant out to the scene of the crime?
Well, thank you for that thought.