Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They grabbed the booty.
It never quite came out like it was supposed to.
I can't do this.
Determined enough to try my hand at international jewel theft.
Keep the sun to your back so he has to squint at you.
You're right, Mom. It's nice to be--
I know time comes when the kids take care of the parents. That's okay.
Besides, we didn't fail.
To put out the fire.
You were poised, practised, the picture of blind ambition?
What is it? Come on.
I love an office romance.
-If that's what you want. -That's what I want.
Telling tales of your humour and your many public works.
...is for my mother to live with me? Is that what this is all about?
I'm just not sure he's the someone I thought he was.
This is Miss Hayes. This is Mr. Addison.
Bravo. Viola here, what do you got?
...I can always dial zero.
...I would like to think that under similar circumstances...
-Well-- -You never did like my mother.
I'm not so sure my neighbours are the helping type.
Here's Bonjour.
Mr. Addison, I don't care about eye contact...
-We have breakfast. -Reasonable prices.
But the potato salad's really going downhill...
A scare like this must really make her miss the old homestead, huh?
That's funny.
-Are. Are. -Not. Not.
We could share the cooking and the cleaning.
May I please get my clothes from the dryer?
...in a bloodthirsty quest to retrieve his statue.
I'm all ears.
Why don't you move to Los Angeles?
Oh, Mr. Dailey wanted me to be sure to say hello for him.
I had a good think after you and what's-his-name left the office.
...about what my responsibilities are.
Who'd wanna hurt her? My mom's just a mom.
What was all that?
-To get the hair out of the drain and-- -To clean the toothpaste off the mirror.
I just wanna keep something against you.
We got what was fair. There's no shame in that.
But I'm in the wrong lane.
What did he say? Yes or no?
My thoughts exactly.
If we stop by Ajax, we can get the address.