Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The cops might wanna shine a light in your bird-loving eyes.
Anyway, we met...
-...I need to know-- -Will you?
And I never in my life have seen a man tote a barge.
David. David. David.
Well, she was a pretty special person.
...along with a wedding ring.
He's a writer and I was working as a companion to an elderly woman.
Hey, Agnes.
-Thank you, Mr. Viola. -Oh, please, call me Herbert.
And the next day either. I'll probably-- Well, I'm not gonna in for a while.
I'm a beach man myself.
Would you like to step in and sit a minute?
...I knew I had an opportunity for real justice.
-Any messages? -Here.
...and this is the first time you and I have worked together, one-on-one?
You don't have that one, do you? Okay, I'll see you.
-Was a client. Now she's dead. -Too bad, what happened?
And I must say, you are much more...
Is Herbert here?
And Miss Hayes, Miss Hayes is a miraculous woman.
-We were-- -Who are you?
Out with it.
No problem.
Ten years is a long time to hold a grudge.
I'll take the case. I'll take the case.
Deny away but I'm not the one that's denying.
Well, I'm not really sure when that's gonna be.
Excuse me.
Would you pencil me in a client at 4:45?
Well, it looks like we're almost over the hump.
I wrote it down. Maybe you can trace her through it.
Engraved inside, it said:
With nowhere to go.
I'll take the case. I'll take the case.
-Mr. Swinburne? -Yeah.
...and Dennis and I were walking down Duval Street...
Are you saying I'm not normal? David...
Isn't that what stuck means?
I meant to do that.