Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I received a letter.
Understand?
That's gonna take a whole lot of extra postage.
-David. -No.
The more I reread it...
-Are you coming? -N-0.
She's not going to write you anymore.
Told him about Mr. Macy dying.
And his last letter suggested something darker still.
-That's not what I meant. -l know.
-Have you looked at a calendar lately? -What's that mean?
You sleep at night, wake up in the morning.
...to finish kicking this door in.
-Yes. -Yes.
Okay, we'll do it your way.
I gave it to the postman...
That's all.
...where he does what, kills himself? It doesn't make sense.
You must be the unhappy bride.
You know where we're going. You were right, I was wrong.
...who says he knows me, knows all about me.
-So, what happened? -About a month ago...
...we may be coming in for a landing.
I was a little frightened at first. I put the letter away.
-What's the matter with you? -I don't know, this place.
Message number two, don't even think about threatening her or her husband.
-It's a cruise. -Around the world.
While this animal was killing my wife...
-...and let him write to her. -Right.
Well, you can figure the rest of that out.
That's dirty solitaire.
-And I think David and Mr.... -Viola, Herbert Viola.
Sure I'm happy.
Figured I'd come home one evening and she'd show me this note she got.
But this isn't fun anymore.
...takes a bus, five different buses in all...
Hey, it's crazy. I mean, it's like....
David. "To whom it may concern...
Look at the bright side. Who knows how many mornings...
So, what am I to do?