Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, come right in.
I want you to find him and stop him.
...when a married woman wants to stop an affair she's having in the mail.
La Dolce DiPesto.
...and 10 parts what my gardener spreads on the lawn.
Miss Addison.
...my name is Peter Macy. No future exists for me.
...you got your assorted diseases...
Why are you looking at me like that?
-Didn't you hear? She attacked him. -She?
Beg for mercy, you digit! One, two, three.
-...some terrible things. -What about Macy?
I like you. I like Mr. Addison.
There were other things too, it was quite a letter.
...but to this guy, who doesn't exist...
Mr. Hayes.
Mr. Addison in yet?
It could have been anyone.
What's up, kids?
I loved Gail, I did. I do.
-Gail-- -Gail!
You killed Gail, didn't you?
It could have been the man who fills my car at the gas station.
...from Publishers Clearing House.
The letters were so well written.
I hope we didn't disturb you, sir.
I don't know, what is it?
I figured the good old U.S. Postal Service...
...which side do you want me to scrub first?
If I'd known throwing this party for you would depress you so...
-Help me. Help me. Help me. -I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I did.
He knows me and clearly wants to get to know me better.
He's a nut.
-Then why not stop running? -Because then she'd catch me.