Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Have a seat, mister.
He told me not to worry, though. Said he'd think of something.
I just cut the hair.
It was clean.
Not that I complained, mind you.
- Big Dave. - Huh?
As per our discussion.
Then bring me a fruit cocktail while I wait.
Maybe have a drink.
The wheels of justice turn slow.
Sit down over there.
How did she do?
- You sure, Eddie? - Yeah, yeah, go ahead.
They gotta put up the big front so that people will trust 'em with their money.
Dough is dough, huh?
Jesus.
I don't know what to do.
Of his professional career.
Well, we goin'?
It was... nice to meet you, sir.
Oh, no, it's okay.
Subject: David Allen Brewster,
Doris wasn't big on divine worship,
But it's true.
Complainant has a broken nose, couple of broken ribs.
ARNEY BRAGG??? AGAIN???
They winched it out...
That our souls were still connected,
I've made inquiries.
We never told anyone outside of our official report,
It was a routine we fell into most every evening.
Mr. Hail-fellow-well-met, about to open his own business here,
My first instinct was no, no, the whole idea was nuts.
Come in.
But everyone call me Birdy.
What sunspots are made of,
Ed, gimme a zip.
I wish I'd played better for you 'cause I know it would've made you real happy.
Freddy Riedenschneider was busy preparing.
Listen, when the annex opens up, you gotta stop by.
Maybe the things I don't understand will be clearer there,
Frank Raffo, my brother-in-law, was the principal barber.
Jesus. Bingo.
Shave my legs, will ya?
The judge comes in last. He'll come in when Doris gets here.
What do I say when I don't like dinner?
No, I... no, l-I do probate and real estate...
I thought there would be arguments,
What's going on, Ed?
The Christmas push.
And they were all still struggling way down below.
Who got into town two days later...
But then I went and found the pansy.
I have been 13 years as an entrepreneur, and I have never...
My name's Diedrickson, county medical examiner.
Doris going.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do.
I didn't say a word.
Who gets the privilege?
I hate wops.
I've done the research, I've contacted the vendors.
No annex.
No court-martial. Honorable discharge, may 8, 1945.
This is when you come together.
A lot of folks live with the pate exposed.
Doris didn't much feel like going, and I didn't either.
Cleanliness, friend.
But I don't think you want to spend the rest of your life in chino.
It was a pretty good speech and even had me going,
Yeah, it's a nice rug.
Me, I don't talk much.
I am Carcanogues. You will wait, my dear.
Banging into the dead ends,
I even went when Walter was away on his research trips.
I'm Freddy Riedenschneider. Hungry?
Cutting the hair and chewing the fat.
That I wasn't the kind of guy to kill a guy,
What's the point?
Hello, Tony.
Man, could he talk.
I never even wanna hear those words.
I don't understand.
A bigger one, even, than what had really happened to Big Dave,
And all those twists and turns...
This is a man who knows nothing, no matter how much you tell him.
I could offer a guilty plea, and in return they don't give you the juice,
But I couldn't see any pattern.
In some boat yard in San Diego.
Well, it was quite something.
Big Dave's annex. Now, this is strictly haberdashery.
Tell Doris not to worry.
Then I waited.