Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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