Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rented an entire rack of gangster costumes.
Ms. Lane, you must believe me. It wasn't supposed to be this way.
...then I'm gonna eliminate them.
- Knock it off, Clyde. - You're supposed to be watching the door.
Ladies and gentlemen...
I couldn't stay home.
- What else? - What else? What, for this?
I've been trying to reach her, but she hasn't answered her page.
...he's got this illegal gaming club downtown on Hobb Street.
I see here they're having a little get-together at the Planet tonight.
Well, I guess we'll get our gas the old-fashioned way.
His name is Georgie Hairdo.
- Oh, I'm sorry. - Well, I'm not. I owed him 20 large.
...any time you boys wanna run out and knock over a few more banks.
I guess you heard about C.K. Being murdered.
Yeah, sure.
Not long before they started coming back from the dead.
A clue? It's a movie ticket stub.
Look, it was nice meeting you, both of you.
Joey, pick up the stiff.
I offer 100 grand, and nobody's interested in selling out.
Someone's trying to contact me. Can I use your phone?
I mean, without me, who are you gonna get to bring back more of your friends?
Well, well, well.
I can't control them anymore.
What are you talking about?
Well, I know that, Lois. They took my car, not my senses.
One more time. Where's Capone?
I don't know what kind of charade you're pulling here...
I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Detective Wolfe, Homicide.
Washed and waxed.
Costumes, makeup, the whole shebang.
Chief, if I could somehow press this with my head.
ah, Dougherty County, Albany, Georgia, Ray Charles hometown
Morning. Got some information on Hamilton. He's a real science nerd.
- That's it, I'm gone. - Lois, wait. Please?
You know how many people were in here today?
Annoying little thing.