Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He seems to like your work.

[dramatic music builds]

You can't rush perfection.

[eerie musical flourish]

It got very quiet.

This is to be returned to the artist along with the check.

[laughter echoes]

Where's… Where's James? Where… Where is our son?

People are talking, Will.

The finest I done.

Do you understand?

I'm gonna go get him help.

it is paramount.

It was a thing.

Life can't always be beautiful.

You are acting strange, and it's not just with me.

I felt like I was… like I was blind.

[dramatic chord plays, fades]

Richard is the only friend of yours who's succeeded as an artist, and…

You're very good.

[disembodied growling]

[woman] What's his name?

You're coming home late. You…

[Joe] Well, Richard was a startling talent, even then,

I value your judgment.

-[music builds to climax] -[gunshot]

A friend has it that she died of a grizzly suicide when he was a boy.

[somber music playing]

[frantic music builds]

Excuse me, sir.

[breathes raspingly]

[inhales sharply]

this is Richard Upton Pickman.

we had a little spiritualism phase.

All I said is I don't see what the fuss is about.

All those years ago. [chuckles]

I'm sorry you feel that way,

It's extraordinary, Will.