Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't want to wait any longer.
On the top is a gold necklace with a gold heart.
Mrs. Packard.
She was dating the captain of the football team.
I didn't see her again.
Well, if you didn't, then who did?
How you doing, James?
No, sir.
Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
Pray for the health and safety of James Hurley, because if anything happens to him, we're coming for you.
Blood?
Thursday afternoon.
Something she said, though, that stuck on my mind.
You don't know how troubled Laura was.
Now, I've got the rest of our day mapped out.
James and Laura were seeing each other the last two months.
Hi, Leo.
Oh.
Not exactly.
Is that correct?
Oh.
She's dead.
I know, don't tell me, it's hard on the arteries, but old habits die hard.
And I am.
Do we escalate?
Wait a minute.
I can get them for you.
And who really pulled the trigger on JFK?
Probably self-inflicted.
Mrs. Packard, you said the magic word.
I know I should be sad.
They got a cherry pie there that'll kill you.
Don't sweetheart me, you old dog.
Oh.
Hi, honey.
Then she went and checked out on us.
I just know I'm gonna get lost in those woods again tonight.
I should have met you a long time ago, Dr. Jacobi, because right now I can take just so much of a sweet.
Why did she start using again?