Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She offered to give me her only possession... a wooden chair...

Tell it to the biology Professor.

That's nice... I guess.

I think it comes from the word "bunker."

He weaves baskets and lies.

He's right. You're not cops.

I spent the majority of last night

and we have and eyewitness who saw Todd drop the jar and flee.

A hero doesn't call himself a hero.

Now, what Star-Face was doing there is irrelevant.

Proceed MR. Miller But Proceed With Caution

I got there too late, the doors were already locked.

Look, even if I wanted to hurt your yam, I couldn't.

You can dance all day, Todd,

Not one little smudge.

you need more than gravity.

that someone had stomped its roots maliciously.

Of course I watered it.

You mean if he smashed the yam.

Todd Jacobson, you have the right to do whatever you want.

One last question.

Then why are you still here?

And God bless your testimony.

And with your impressive record,

Oh, it was done about a week ago.

I found that backpack.

You two can plead your case to the class

In science, we call that a hypothesis.

And I don't have to stay here, 'cause you're not cops.

We have proof our yam was murdered

I'm sorry about my partner.