Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a shame for someone that young to suffer a coronary.
Mrs. I'm a writer. Mystery novels?
He is your friend, Eddie. And so am I.
Lafayette, you told me that you know New Orleans better than any person breathing.
We expect this to be confirmed momentarily.
- Good heavens, no. - Are you sure?
and put a few dollars in their pockets when they weren't working.
He even went out and got the poison to do it.
Callie, he told you something else.
Well, there's nothing like a good knockdown drag-out between friends, huh?
To the French Quarter. It's a place where jazz musicians hang out.
"The Bourbon Street Concerto."
- He was mad. - Yes. He was mad. And hurt.
Eddie. There you are. I was wondering when you'd get here.
let's just try to ignore Coleman's murder.
Ben. I'd like you to meet a very old friend of mine from Maine, Jessica Fletcher.
Do you suppose that Ben Coleman's murderer...
So they wouldn't arrest us.
And we'd go to jail.
That happened after they returned from South America.
You're special to me too, Eddie. Thanks.
So, we finally get our tour of the city. Lafayette!
Have a good show, Jonathan. This way.
Last-minute body search turned up some marijuana.
Good heavens! I transposed the dates!
[Sighs] If she says that Ben Coleman was murdered, you can...
Breathin' and not. And you know the good music, as well as the good food?
That tape of last night's news speaks for itself. And for Hawley.
But Kramer had a contract with him.
Jess, I can't believe it! For the next 48 hours,
Well, I try. I have a sextet touring the Orient.
No. Not with everyone.
Magic time in half an hour.
You're wrong, Lieutenant. Jonathan Hawley is not capable of...
It couldn't be plainer. Look, Ben Coleman...
Yes, but it definitely isn't my last.
Ben might want to play it.
And when I tried to tell Callie, Callie didn't believe me either!
Fellas, look, I'll see you tonight at the Bourbon Street Barn, hear?
A little added something from Ben Coleman to say, "Thank you, New Orleans!"
Carl Turnbull. News Director, WDBX.
But l-I put it down for Monday the 20th.
Eubie ain't goin' to Las Vegas.
So will Jimmy and Hec. So. We touch base...
to make the fish stock. [Jessica] Stale beer?
?? [Dixieland]
- Oh, the St. Charles Cemetery, please. - Ma'am, that place is dead.
He thought that Aaron Kramer had killed Ben...
Oh, Jonathan. In your schmooze with the audience,
Ben Coleman and his manager, Aaron Kramer.
[Laughing] Tastes and smells... worthy of kings and their consorts.
There. You see? The coffee couldn't have been poisoned.
Fine. Then I'll see to it.