Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

spendin' it with good food, good friends, good music...

Ben bought three tickets to Las Vegas: One for himself,

If we get the chance. I have been waiting for you.

Which one of you called this in? I did.

[Turnbull] I am the man that got you knocked off the air in New Orleans.

Well, Jessica, there are thousands of good ones in this town. Thousands.

Because you're special.

I hope you are prepared, Mrs. Fletcher,

Nothin' wrong with my stomach or my ears, if you are talkin' Dixieland.

or I'm gonna go see the station manager. Fine.

'Cause I thought...

- You'll hear an evening of rare music. - Well, I don't really know...

I was hoping they'd be a shoo-in. Are they inside now?

What's your name? I'm Jonathan Hawley, from station...

Is this gonna interfere with the taping tonight? No!

And trust me, my friend. I can do it again. [Director] Cut! There's no pause there!

[Jonathan] Maybe she isn't drinking the coffee. Maybe she's faking it.

Jonathan! You're two days early. The taping's on Wednesday.

Now, who gave you the permission to use this equipment for your own pers...

- Yes, I know that. - Eddie...

Good day, Mr. Turnbull.

Where'd you get your degree in pathology, Ms. Fletcher?

- Eddie? Eddie! Stop. - No.

I mean, did the coroner notice any marks on his body?

He must have something going for him.

I did! [Crying]

I'd rather have a cigarette. Gum is your idea.

and I was hoping to make it public on Jonathan's show.