Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...putting her paw in your glass of milk.
No, no, I'm-- Never mind.
Mommy!
And then I realised I couldn't afford not to.
Mr. Violin, maybe?
-Why should anybody be following me? -You work for a detective agency.
...and then got back to the office before we got back.
Like a log. I'm making banana waffles.
I hear they've got quite a Brussel sprouts festival there every year.
Hold your water, I was taking a nap.
Do you know what that is?
Neither are you.
-Burden robbed your apartment? -Burden robbed my apartment?
First thing you notice when you come back into the country.
...slimeball by slimeball.
I mean, where were you?
...about what they're saying.
Had to make sure your mother wasn't in on it...
But why can't I just go in there and level with him, tell him the truth?
And I've worked too long to let you waltz in here and take them.
Bakersfield? That's great.
Mom?
I'm sorry.
-Baking soda. -What?
Probably got stuck in the window.
-l don't do car chases. -Have you made...
I wanted to talk about that too.
-Nice try. -All right.
Why doesn't he shave?
Pancakes, syrup. Nice to be home.
Let me look at my baby girl.
He was such a good bus driver.
...would you think it was a good place to live?
Oh, you have quite a way with the maple syrup, Mr. Violin.
The shootout at the Blue Moon corral.
Now, Agnes, let's get a grip on ourselves.
Yes, that means we're talking.