Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Battaglia would want him dead. VAN PELT: He's out of the business.
Yeah, you guys go find out. I'll find the couch.
- Eddie that works here? - Mm-hm.
Boss, we got a call.
Yoga mat?
But, uh, they don't listen.
- Who was that? - Old friend. Where's your sweat gear?
- Agent. - You were saying?
FORENSICS TECH: Couple of hikers found him this morning.
- You have to prove it. - Where'd you do it?
[CRYING]
All right.
- Seems dirty, doesn't he? - Yep.
- No. What, are we idiots? No. - Who do you talk to?
- Is he saying it wrong? - That's right.
Find out what she thinks about all this.
- Keep moving, Jack. - Name's Jane.
I mean, Eddie's a cool guy.
...then when Rigsby calls, you leave.
Whoever did this, we will catch them. I promise.
...tell us what you know about Ed Didrikson.
It was last Friday morning. He never came home from work.
When did you last see your husband?
- Yes. - Ha, ha, ha. Yup, there I go.
You know what the worst part is? The food.
RIGSBY: Hey...!
EXLEY: Until two years ago,
I'm not saying nothing.
[WHIRRING]
Who did it?
Well, this is a token used for video games.
I shot him.
...and he was under your protection? - Jenny informed us three days ago.
Oh, there it is.
Yeah. Yeah. So now tell me, my strange new friend.
No hard feelings, right?
It was the marshals, of course.
VAN PELT: Van Pelt. - It's on its way.
Here you go. Have fun.
After his two sons went to prison, Sonny Battaglia retired.
Yeah, right. Who? I talk to no one.
- Will you leave that alone? - Oh, unbelievable.
It's, uh, a mid- to high-end bottle of...
Womanizer. Famous for it.
Who do you think?
- Any money go missing lately? - Nope. And I keep tabs, trust me.
- Consultant? - Mm-hm.
...wine...
Eddie was a rat.
...to the 500 block of Lexington. Attempted suicide.
- Who's your supervisor? - Oh, uh.
Freeze! Don't move!
...or, my guess, you're just as misinformed...
[GASPING]