Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Albie's gonna take a little trip today.
Okay, he's a little different.
Diego Martinez, serving 20 years for bank robbery.
- You needed something, Mr. Gables? - Yes, Mr. Macarthy, I do.
The last thing she said to me was...
Tell you what. I'll lend you my car if you call Perpetual Pines...
Guess I'll just have to go jogging alone this morning.
Are you okay?
Oh, I know, sir. But you do need your iodine and B6.
You should've died with your partner, Scardino.
I think we have to talk it over, but thank you very much.
And there's no cure.
Lois, is there any reason why we're not getting down to work here?
Macarthy never told me he had a doll.
- Night. - Night, chief.
Receive her into the arms of thy mercy...
Superman, what happened?
Now I sell these at swap meets.
Don't go far.
We should have the results sometime this afternoon.
...at Gables' house, but she's not answering.
Actually, there is.
Casket transport in progress.
- Hello, Kent. - Where's Lois?
Gentlemen, I believe Buster is about to arrive.
Except for us, of course.
- Nobody in this room is gonna fit. - That's right.
So how do we get to it?
Just be on the roof in five minutes.
Buster always delivers.
Big deal.
...I would've burned it to the ground.
I know Macarthy's m.o. Like the back of my hand.
No, no, sir. No. It's just...
Would you mind if we kept these for a few days?
...when has a little police tape ever stopped you two, huh?
Now the city's got to live one.
Who's holding out on who, Scardino? You took the diary.