Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That guy that just ran out in such a hurry, who was he?
I don't care what she used to be. Now she's a witness who is a drunk.
You liar!
- Well, it's my time. - It's my time too.
There must have been 30 kids in the class.
Right down to the scratch marks on the strike plate.
The woman down the hall has the same marks on her door.
- Let's get her downtown. - We can't take her in, not like this.
Yeah.
- Did you see my mother? - Yeah.
A year ago, she remarries.
- Get you something? - Yeah.
He grabbed her purse. This fell out.
The Western, I think they call it.
Huggy said you'd talk to the judge for me.
West Side Psycho struck again this morning, about dawn.
...and I guess he shot some up...
Sharman. Sharman.
- Come on. - What are you talking...?
It's the least you could do.
No, you're not gonna get a hamburger or french fries or anything else!
He knows something's wrong.
She must have been able to ID him, so he came back.
Make sure she's here before we tell anyone.
Open up. Police!
Sharman Crane. Have you seen her?
Not tonight.
He's long gone.
If I find out who...
Oh, I need a drink.
You should have seen her, Hutch.
Oh, I almost forgot. I want you to meet Dave.
Six months later, her second husband commits suicide.
I know your real name, not the one you checked into this dump with.
My dog, Sandy, he's so playful.
Did you look at this lock?
Bet you got the money from him.
Yeah, Ma, I told you, she's okay. She's with her parents for now.
Just come on.
Hey, we've got 300 bucks and enough nickel bags to last us a couple weeks.
Wait here.