Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Are you coming? -N-0.
-Yes. -Yes.
You sleep at night, wake up in the morning.
Told him about Mr. Macy dying.
...we may be coming in for a landing.
Okay, we'll do it your way.
...who says he knows me, knows all about me.
...takes a bus, five different buses in all...
But this isn't fun anymore.
-That's not what I meant. -l know.
Understand?
...where he does what, kills himself? It doesn't make sense.
-So, what happened? -About a month ago...
So, what am I to do?
She's not going to write you anymore.
Message number two, don't even think about threatening her or her husband.
The more I reread it...
That's all.
-And I think David and Mr.... -Viola, Herbert Viola.
You must be the unhappy bride.
That's dirty solitaire.
Figured I'd come home one evening and she'd show me this note she got.
Look at the bright side. Who knows how many mornings...
While this animal was killing my wife...
You know where we're going. You were right, I was wrong.
And his last letter suggested something darker still.
David. "To whom it may concern...
Sure I'm happy.
I gave it to the postman...
That's gonna take a whole lot of extra postage.
-What's the matter with you? -I don't know, this place.
-Have you looked at a calendar lately? -What's that mean?
-It's a cruise. -Around the world.
-David. -No.
...to finish kicking this door in.
I was a little frightened at first. I put the letter away.
Hey, it's crazy. I mean, it's like....
-...and let him write to her. -Right.
...I received a letter.
Well, you can figure the rest of that out.