Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I thought you were just wonderful. [Hec] Well, thank you.
after you were alone, you changed the reed.
And only by one person.
[Chuckling] Hey!
[Laughs] I wish I could see that.
Alan Collyer. I'm an intern at Queen of Mercy.
Well, I set it up. But how did you know they were here?
Oh, that's too bad.
I'll take care of you. I've got... other groups.
You've a fine talent for hip-shooting.
The slight color drain around his lips?
Um...
Mrs. Fletcher, I'm truly sorry about this.
[Aaron] Ben wasn't the nicest man you'd ever meet, but he sure had talent.
The station manager sided with Turnbull. Left me no choice. I quit.
Yeah, sure. But not in Ben's class.
You might get somebody in trouble.
[Chuckles]
Is that all? Oh, if I hadn't gotten stuck behind that bus...
Just a lot of dull business talk, okay?
No. The brother died in a street fight a couple of years later.
But I did. [Sobs]
You're the one who takes the pieces and makes them into a picture, Mrs. Fletcher.
Well, why didn't you say so? [Tires Screeching]
to tape a segment for New Orleans Today.
Callie.
You know how your husband was killed.
[Laughing] No.
The hell you don't.
It's Kershaw's theory, not mine.
I wanted a new look. Something a little, uh, fresher.
Somebody call an ambulance!
The Buddy Brunson tribute. Whose idea was that, Hawley?
Ben... Ben didn't love her no more.
the New Orleans Today program can be easily reinstated.
What? Smugglin'.
Ben was bad, Jessica. Long time bad and getting worse.
But if any of you have any thoughts...
Up there.
And a philosopher to boot.
Well, me and Ben was talkin'.
You're under arrest for importation of contraband.
Uh-huh. I don't want to see them now. Come on. I'll give you a lift.
[Chuckling] I'm glad to see that your move south...
- What is it? - Back it up just a little.
?? [Squeaks, Stops]
Hawley, please. It was a long night.
Put it back. Ben!
'cause she loved Ben... and Ben and me, we love her right back.