Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

before Eddie Walters got to Brunson's clarinet...
- Wherever else they may be. - Is that so?
But we can't help lovin' him, can we?
Lieutenant, are you sure about Aaron Kramer?
Mighty fine, boys. But things are slow.
Well, then, why did the cup disappear?
Right.
There's no tellin' how much.
We'd been tipped that one or two of them...
Now, I couldn't... I couldn't just let him do that.
That if she found out, she'd tell the police she'd lied.
And we have a "WDBX-clusive."
[Laughing] Well, there's no denyin' that luck played a big part in my move to Vegas.
was busted by Japanese Customs with a fortune in diamonds.
Well, that is a marvelously interesting recipe.
to muckraking news hawk in one easy lesson.
and then, I will give you my personal tour of this magnificent city!
Jonathan, I'm supposed to be dedicating a new school library.
Well, like the gum, he was trying to break some bad habits.
I said that I would drive you home. Oh, thanks, but I'll take a cab.
It's like something out of one of your books.
one for Eddie, and one for that obvious little number he was with at Le Poulet Rouge.
Well, we'll talk about it later, fellas.
So I suppose I shall have to contact your competitor.
The faint blue tint on the moons of his fingernails?
your husband could have only been killed one way.
Jessica, what a surprise! Surprise?
- Aaron. Please call me Aaron. - Uh, Jonathan. Has the station set a new air date for running the tape?
Oh, that sounds good. Real good.
Afternoon, Eddie! Oh, Mr. Hawley.
Aaron. Before he told anybody...
What about my luggage? Oh, I'll drop 'em off at the hotel, you go on. You're gonna be late.
I'm just a bit worried about what you've got cooked up for me this time.
The way he was going. The stuff he was into.
- Do you play? - No. I can't blow a lick.
Well, as a matter of fact... What do you think she's doin' here?
Might be a few nights towards the end of the month.