Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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