Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Mrs. Fletcher is not an employee.
ain't gonna be a part of nothin'. Eubie, we're right in the middle of settling it now.
Where is he? Oh, he's over in the office.
Why didn't I get a call from you instead of from your cameraman?
to tell the world everything you know about the Coleman murder.
Callie told the police we were with her.
Callie, you makin' out all right? We're fine.
- There wasn't. - Then the lieutenant was wrong.
Uh, I can't talk right now, Mr. Hawley. I have to get this coffee to Ben while it's still hot.
Yes, I'm glad to meet you. [Chuckles] You know,
Sure enough, just like in the book.
to get the Coleman tapes edited for the 11:00 news?
Ben said, don't let nobody never touch that. Never!
And my friend. She's also my friend.
Aw, come on. We got sounds even we've never heard.
Oh, thank you for coming, Mrs. Fletcher.
There wasn't anything.
Anyway, I'd like to buy you a nightcap.
That was the lab. Bad news?
the gone, but not forgotten, great "Sweetman" Buddy Brunson...
I have one appointment,
No, not drugs, Jessica. That's what Customs always looked for.
Eddie. Hello, Mr. Kramer.
?? [Slower Tempo]
And we have a "WDBX-clusive." You can't show that!
??[Dixieland]
[Chuckling] Well, I hardly think that's necessary. I'm sure that...
And hold up the product, Harold. [Harold] Okay.
At the end, Lieutenant? I've also got Kramer down as Ben Coleman's killer.
Clerk was killed. Ben's girlfriend Callie swore that they were with her.
New Orleans' Finest, scraping chewing gum...
- Well, I have a taxi! - l- I want to talk to you...
But he couldn't! Nobody was even allowed to touch Miss Emma, except Ben and me.
I mean, we're here because he dumped us, okay?
Are you certain?
Big time, big money, so he dumped everybody else.
I know who you are. I don't know this lady.
Oozing the warmth of provincial France.
Ben? Ben!
- In Chapter 18... - 10:00 tomorrow. In my office.
Ben Coleman died on camera. Well, I know.
the police are investigating the possibility of homicide.