Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[suspensful music crescendos]

Yeah, we have come...

when you were holding Tommy Stompanato's heart in your hands after you killed him?

and I'm fairly certain my father's not handing those out anymore.

some priest fellas are throwing me in a volcano.

in an all-too-real version of Melvin the Magnificent's fake cult ceremony

Well, you might have led with that.

Yes, we do. We'll take one of those, please.

If he has something that I enjoy, he calls me.

As I was saying...

Rationing was over, the boys were home from the war,

and the air was full of big band music and possibility.

They'll never be cast out of the proverbial garden.

Hold the line there, pal.

[exhales sharply]

asking me to meet her for a drink at the Garden Club.

Firemen, barbers, sailors, carnival barkers--

if you could refrain...

And rousting me out of my shell shock was her final trick.

than live forever without him.

It's not much cleaner than the docks.

We're looking for something much stronger than that.

"You and Shirley were the best 20 bucks I ever spent."

the Devil went to New York City.

♪ I've had in mind ♪

Although I suppose it will now.

Lost my appetite.

If fisticuffs ensue, I promise to let you have all the fun.

Yes, perhaps they did.

because it had the best chanteuse on the marquee.

Just one thing.

[suspensful music playing]

-[audience chuckling] -Take my wife. Please!

Not interested.

Sticky-fingered gent by the name of Lucky Larry.

If it's all right with you...

♪ I'm tired of being pure ♪

Same insignia as the knife in Lucky Larry's back.

a few drinks in, the captain says to me...

-Okay? -And then I parade it around the club,