Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I know absolutely nothing about the place...
Should I waste the bullet, old man? You tell me. You're the expert.
You heard of a wandering eye? She's got that. Not me.
Well, that way, just in case, in the event you can't tell him...
-I'm not a detective. I'm destitute. -Maddie, Maddie, listen to me.
I want you to introduce me to him as Mr. Taylor's assistant.
Maddie, we are in deep doo-doo.
I don't hear anything, do you?
-Excuse me? -Nonchalant.
I couldn't look him in the eye and tell him his son's a killer!
This is a bar where a lot of nefarious types go to get wrecked.
-Shake your "do. -Shake my what?
Can't get anybody to fix the phone because the elevators don't work...
How much, who...
Only he's looking for me. Guess I make him nervous.
You're not my son, but I expect if I had one, he'd be just like you.
You're not gonna be able to tell him.
Michael Wrye!
-I was there during the Occupation. -Really?
How about books? Me, I read left to right. How about you?
There's a man who comes by every day around 2:00 who shines shoes.
It only matters that he'll be here in 20 minutes for a meeting with us.
Yes, he is a very busy man. All right. Have a nice day.
You get it? Bus Station.
-The phones don't ring. -Pardon me?
I'll keep in touch to see how things are going.
In your moment of need, we'll be there indeed.
-I'll call a taxi. -What did you tell him?
No, I'm not gonna kill you.
And she meets Tony Orlando, and he is playing a sailor...
Mr. Wrye, I can't tell you how happy we are...
We're really gonna do this. You think I'm playing around?
I know you haven't seen him for a long time, but he wants to see you again.
You didn't believe me.
You said that you wanted to hire him.
-David-- -If 1 get killed...
Don't kill me. Please.
Who wants you to have dinner with him?
...all you can think about is life.
Pretty good.
Now would be a good time to go out there and try to stop this.
Is that a promise?
-Come on, Chris. -"Come on, Chris, we'll play The Feud."
You think I've forgotten, but I haven't. I'm still mad at you, Tiny.
Mindy!
David, it'll never happen again in a million years.
-He doesn't wanna be found. -l know.