Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's go. Let's go. Hurry up.
That's Laurie's car. I think Bobby Earl has them.
Imagine a man, a very bad man...
The charge was kidnapping.
...every once in a while you gotta get a little bloody.
He's real mean.
Most everyone was gone.
What was Sullivan driving?
- Joanie Shriver. - The victim.
PHIL: Oh, I see them. LIBBY: There they are.
How did this testimony survive cross-examination?
See that second house there with the blue trim?
...who, in turn, did the deed.
Come on, stop. Stop fucking arou-
He drives on and never gives it another thought.
Come on, now, J.T., I need you to back me up on this one here.
I never had the pleasure of making that sweet little girl's acquaintance.
I see your Monarch...
Well, that's nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to your little girl here.
PHIL: Hey, Laurie. LAURIE: Dad.
Even if I did, how would you know to believe me?
Paul needs to see what you've got on the Joanie Shriver murder trial.
- They just didn't read the signs. - What signs?
I want you to help him get his life back.
- Mm- - Say, "Ah. " "Ah. "
Then how did I know where to look for it?
- No. - Korea? Vietnam?
Grandma.
...we'd like you to come for drinks Friday.
It's good for the soul.
Very simple: We don't.
A waitress in the Keys...
- Ha, ha. Well, you changed my mind. - Well, I thought I had you.
...all but admitted that he killed the girl...
- Damn it, that man is an asshole! - J.T., just calm the hell down.
Tanny said he'd hook up with you this afternoon if you're still around.
...a sound like bacon frying.
Strange fruit, indeed.
Heh. Trying to get you some information.
Hell, you might not even wanna paint this over.
Now, get the keys out. All right?
Thank you for your time.
- He slapped him once or twice. - Which was it?
- But she dropped her case against you. - Not soon enough.
I'm no friend of capital punishment...
...a ripe melon...
I ain't staying nowhere.
We played you like a tune!
...telling me how to do my job!
Everything's going to be all right.
Many thanks for your time.
Business.
I don't wanna see that happen.
She walked back...
I'm sitting at the Sullivan house and I wanna tell you...
...but of course that's not saying a hell of a lot.
That's murder one.
- He had his reasons. - Reasons?
That was bullshit.
Oh, I told her my husband was a wife beater.
We played you like a tune! It ain't over yet!
I'm sure you're lying, cocksucker! No!
It seemed like the car to me.
- Okay, okay. - All of which I've read.
About half the people in the courtroom were on a first-name basis with that woman.
My folks' place.
I've read it.
Look, we must've had 50, 60 volunteers...
I didn't wanna go out without a fight...
So he says.
...so you could make a name for yourself off of me. Sullivan was right.
- Hey. - Come on, Robbie Earl, talk to me.
"So the dead which he slew at his death...
I just wanted to show the good old boys how good I was.
Are you aware that Robert Earl was picked up on kidnap charges...
I miss her.
Made to piss myself, kicked.
Come on.
They had me in there at least 22 hours.
What run-ins?
Get down. Get down, in case he sees you.
Oh, come on, big man like you. You can scream louder than that.
By "we," I meant me and the shining boy of the hour.