Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mom, he's a detective, Arredondo and Sons of Guadalajara.
I can't hear you. I'll get some baking soda.
Compliments of Vista Buena Tours.
There was Rich and Ruth, they're from Pittsburgh.
Oh, don't even give it a second thought, Mrs. DiPesto.
Reserved yesterday by a Sefior Arredondo.
-Finally-- -What more could I have done wrong?
...I feel like I'm right back in our kitchen in Bakersfield.
Even killed.
Fair enough.
-How much? -How much?
That of a person who hasn't an ounce of conviction...
That tailgater had better back off...
Work?
But I don't have anything against her.
...made it look like the jewels were stolen...
"The blue poodle yips at the hovering Pontiac."
...the truth is, Agnes...
Suddenly it hit me. Maybe they were after me.
...in a smuggling operation by a tour agency.
If you're in dire straits, we're completely enthralled.
Did I tell you to say, "lI, Agnes DiPesto, am an insignificant little gnat?
Why should he be?
Truth is, I have gotta put some distance between me and this office.
...your wit, your flower-like beauty.
Speak English. Now say your prayers.
Because I'm gonna ask her to move in with me.
...why don't you take that load of rubbish down to the dumpster?
Your ma's an operator, numbers are my life.
The truth is, so do I.
Get this place out of my head. I gotta clear the cobwebs.
He was such a good bus driver.
-No. -Who can't even pull her own weight?
-Yes, you are. -No, I'm not.