Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And what about your fight with Ben Coleman? Was that about drugs?
[Aaron] Ben... [Ben] I've always been everything you say, buddy boy.
Callie...
But I sure can listen. So I stick with those who can, and I try to help them...
He wanted the tapes of Ben to play on the 11:00 news.
His other groups too. The Customs people were sure they'd been smugglin'.
Startin' with roustin' that bookstore owner out of bed.
Callie is drinking out of the cup.
He's convinced Callie poisoned the last stick she gave to Ben.
from under every chair in the Bourbon Street Barn.
We both saw it wasn't the coffee.
[Laughing] Okay, Mrs. Fletcher. What theory?
- You got somebody reportin' everything I do? - No.
Ben!
What better treat, and what better way for Ben to pay tribute to his mentor,
[Sighs] I... I don't want to leave Ben all alone.
There was no trace of poison on the reed.
Well, there couldn't have been no poison on that reed.
Smuggling was a way to keep a lot of musicians fed,
- And you know who killed him. - I don't know anything of the kind.
Oh, no! It's no bother. I'd like to.
Kramer doctored the reed...
The gum wasn't poisoned either. No.
But so did a lot of hard work.
So I couldn't just let him kill her,
[Clears Throat] Uh, ready to go, Miss Jessica?
I told you this city was full of surprises.
Don't eat blueberry pie unless Dento-Gliss is on hand for glistening dentures.
- make a few bucks. - I understand you do quite a bit of that.
Later? Oh, not later, Hawley. Now.
You'd have thrived very nicely in the Old West, Kershaw.
Kershaw. How close are you?
Thank you, Lafayette. Okay.
'cause he didn't love her no more.
- Thank you, Aaron. - Everything's gonna work out okay, Callie.
Forty minutes ago. Well, I'm sure they've worked out by now that you're not coming.