Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not having it...
Here's some more background info on the Kendall case.
No, you don't understand.
I need your signature, pal.
Robert's a bartender.
But not anymore. Not now.
...turned the gas on on the oven and walked out the door.
...I might love him too.
Margaret's fiancé just turned himself in.
...on the roof with the four kids, looking up into the sky...
Your place? Can't you take a cab?
I guess that makes me a damn fool.
I got caught up in the moment. Everything happened before I knew it.
I'm not talking about us, I'm talking about them, Margaret and Robert.
Here's a couple of kids who wanted to be together...
Especially now that I know that you do what you do.
There's a big part of me that can't help wanting to find...
Three months ago...
...well, it isn't like this, all wild and frenzied.
I don't know. Doesn't look good. What do you think?
Look, is it my fault that women fall...
I don't just give myself to people.
The bloodsucker getting the blood bank.
Well.
-A pact last night never happened. -What for?
You're not responsible for your actions. I'll buy that.
It'd be terrible, it'd be wrong.
...and he came.
I wanted to make sure you didn't spend your life...
I found what I needed.
I don't worry about what's gonna happen six months from now...
And the amazing thing is how easy and natural it all was...
Grade-A, prime cut.
That's terrific.
That's not a productive thing to say after we just made love.
"He told me to tell you he loves you."
Meet clients here, solve cases. What do you think?
...never having been sought after...
-If you're comfortable... -I'm comfortable.
...tiripped over a few facts on the way to the altar...
-David. -Button by button.
-Yes, it is. -It isn't.
Oh, of course, won't you come in.
I tried to work up the steam to go out and snoop around, but--
-David, it's-- -The late Mr. Kendall, I presume.