Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

What's that for?

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

But I did. [Sobbing]

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

Yet, all this time, he keeps on going.

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

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

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

No, I'm not worried.

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

Sixteen years. I ought to kill you, Ben.

"Taping" in a barn? [Chuckles]

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

You are prepared, Mrs. Fletcher?

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

Aaron Kramer? These are federal officers.

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

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

And what was her motive? He checked the airlines.

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

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

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

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

[Sighs] When...

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

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

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

Take three. Push 'em back.

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