Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Maddie here? -It's all right, officer, I know him.
Oh, okay. Excuse me.
What's up?
My mother's gravy never had lumps.
Because, Maddie...
No, it's like you said. He was a bad habit.
But his alibi checks out perfectly.
Wonder where Gordon is.
That there's a fire in the fireplace 365 days of the year?
You can suck up to him too, honey, if you want to.
Help.
I remember it being green.
You weren't in the office today. Maybe you wanna look at it.
-So you said your name's Donegan. -Yeah.
Who says you're not a pretty boy, Burt?
All right. Good.
It's getting serious with you and David.
Who cares. Pitcher of margarita, no salt.
-I got this gift for you. -For me?
The couch got a little larger.
The vehicle was registered to one Mr. Hector K. Victor...
David.
You have every right to wanna see me drawn and quartered.
-Did you get a gander at his watch? -Whose watch?
You gotta get a magazine subscription to put on the coffee table.
Well, I can say as I blame you.
Maybe she should.
I'd like that too. But maybe not tonight, after all I've been through.
-No problem. -I have something of a past.
There's something about that guy I don't like.
-I'm sorry. -I can't tell you how to handle this.
It's a multi-million dollar operation.
-Who? -The man killed the cop.
-A bodyguard. -Yes, he's a policeman.
My French doors.
-What? -$2743.