Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I didn't kill him, Jessica. He was wrecking himself.

"Taping" in a barn? [Chuckles]

[Sighs] When...

You are prepared, Mrs. Fletcher?

or you will find yourself on the street. [Director] Hey, keep goin'.

Aaron Kramer? These are federal officers.

You know, when I was a beat cop...

You were runnin' a close second, Mrs. Coleman.

Sixteen years. I ought to kill you, Ben.

- Yes, that may sound like a motive. - I'll give you opportunity.

What's that for?

isn't quite the same as getting rid of a trumpet player.

Well, if you're referring to my gift for showmanship,

And what was her motive? He checked the airlines.

We'll talk about it now. All those years I nursed you,

How close are the police to finding Ben's killer?

I told him, I said, "Ben, Callie would never do anything to hurt us. "

But I did. [Sobbing]

eventually you'd see every living jazz musician worthy of the name.

Yet, all this time, he keeps on going.

No, I'm not worried.

Ben drank black coffee just seconds before he started to play...

Take three. Push 'em back.

I've got you exactly where I want you. Hmm?

Getting rid of a wife who kept her husband from facing a murder charge...

Drugs? Oh, I'm sorry. There's no justification for that.

Mrs. Fletcher, uh... Jonathan had to leave. He said he'd call you.

He used everybody, including me. He fired me, but so what?

That's Mama Creole. She's very good.

??[Dixieland: "When The Saints Go Marchin' In"]

Well, the word is that Jimmy, and Hec and me...