Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Joe took him down.

(SIGHS) What about him?

(GRUNTS) There you go.

God damn it, now my coffee is cold.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

when I was going home alone.

Can't stop thinkin' about the shooting.

(WHISPERS) Come here.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪ That you had lost your life...

Like I said, seems cut and dried.

I just wish we knew where Clyde's trailer was.

Not necessarily a capital murder case,

You know, she's acting odd.

She's spending all her time fixated on the wood pile.

A real local celebrity.

(WATER RUNNING)

ANNOUNCER: There he is!

If McLanahan wasn't so useless,

I'll talk to her.

So if Clyde's the scapegoat, who stands to gain the most?

Oh, I hate you, Pickett.

(SOFTLY) Willie?

If I'da died up there...

♪ We're both a whole lot older

The important thing is that man was a murderer.

That is kinda weird.

Well, I'll be damned. That's Clyde Lidgard.

Saddlestring can sleep a whole lot easier

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

I mean, he's not in the system.

Did he know his way around a rifle?

♪ Some other time instead

Come on, let's get you to a hospital.

Not a victimizer.

'cause of these two men right here.

(CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

What we need is new leadership.

One time, I delivered 200 snake bite kits to his house.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

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to thank our Deer Days sponsors,

I'm just so glad that you were there to protect Joe.

Pickett saw him first, thank God, and nicked him.

You look like hell.

It's...it's important.