Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

to rehearse our play in such authentic sets.

It looked like one of those second-rate roadhouse joints you find back East.

No, but I think you knew I would.

I find anything, you're the first cop I call.

and then somebody saps me from behind.

I presume this is the detective you said you were going to engage.

I went to Arthur to talk to him about Peggy's debt.

[ Boy ] When do we eat? [ Woman Sneezes ]

[ Door Closes ]

I gave that up. I don't think there is such a thing as mind reading.

Aw, I don't know. The food's not bad.

Thank you. You see, Tattoo, being the owner of Fantasy Island...

Didn't you hear me?

I'm really very excited about all this. I'm so glad.

Nobody ever does anything nice for me.

I think I've just about got this baby wrapped up anyway. [ Sniffles ]

Tattoo, I just noticed-- you're not wearing your turban.

[ Sniffles ] So why don't you just, uh,

He beats almost everyone.

- The big, hard-looking cop was Fallon-- Sergeant Gus Fallon. - [ Indistinct, Muffled ]

you suppose there's any place worse than this?

You'll have a drink with me,

You're really proud of yourself, hmm, boss?

Twenty bucks for the vase okay?

Uh, Tattoo, excuse me.

All right. Um, I've been giving a lot of thought...

You're takin' the fall.

Stanley, you're lying to me. Why are you lying?

wayward husbands and deadbeats of all sizes and shapes.

Mr. Roarke, all my life, I've tried to be a reasonable man,

Something wrong, Tattoo?

That's how I knew you were gonna say,

Peggy will be prosecuted, jailed.

[ Chuckling ] Can I buy you a drink? Sure.

taking your mother back to some of her other kids.

Rest assured, we are prepared to refund the price of your fantasy,