Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-but to your majordomo.
Here's the star of our show, Gus Petch!
-Oh, thank you, Mr. Massey. -Yes. Bye-bye.
All lies and jests
I’m not proud of what I’ve done, but God knows, I did trust you once.
Yes.
Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy.
But, madam, who is the real victim here? Let me suggest to you the following.
Dear God, Wrigley, how many cockamamie personal possessions do we have to amass?
on toys and machinery and devices of various kinds.
Tell me more about yourself.
-Ollie's in there? -Yes.
And then the entire process will find an equilibrium point
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
But, no. No, I’m retaining Freddy Bender.
But, Counselor, this is not one of those times.
-It’s halftime, man. This is some good shit. -I’m about to nail his ass, right here.
The Honorable Marva Munson presiding. All rise.
My God, is that her?
Do you, Miles Longfellow Massey
In the world of...
No, you should stay away from her, Miles.
-Spoons? -Berry spoons.
-you know that I’m entitled to use the house. -No, no, no! You don't understand, Marylyn.
Marvin said that Rex's will was four years old. Never redrafted it.
Eighteen movements to void for respondent's prejudice.
Let me finish, please. I’m not concerned with who slapped whom first.
-Did you sleep with him? -Don't be a fool.
became despondent over his lifestyle and shot himself.
Rex, get away from the door.
who sent you?
Puffy.
I do.
-Whereby? -We could see other people.
-Maybe if I’d had the patty melt. -You had a guy break into her house
Now, honey, it's like the padre said. I want love and trust between us.
-of the marriage without prejudice. -That's a fart in a stiff wind.
Explain this away, darling.
that they do believe, that they do have faith, that they do love.
-How's Lionel? He's fine.
-Everybody eats berries. -Who are you, Pollyanna?
I just like cameras!! I like cameras!!!
At this point, I would think you're probably the only person
Eighteen granted.
Wrigley!
That is Mr. Smith's address. Massey's, Smith...
Didn't have time for breakfast this morning.
Could I just borrow your charming fiancée for a moment?
This divorce means money. Money means independence.
-You have no prenup. -l have no prenup.
My client is prepared to consider a reconciliation.
smothered with French dressing.
Hello, Marge.
She could buy and sell you 1 0 times over.
Well, let's get right down to it, then, shall we?
-How do you spot a Norgay? -Yeah.
I gave him an idea for a new show, so he made me a partner.
Wheezy!
I can't help it. You don't decide to become bored. It just happens.
Yeah, I'm gonna nail your ass. I'm gonna nail your ass. I'm gonna nail your ass!
-Everybody has spoons. -And nobody needs berry spoons.
of the National Organization of Matrimonial Attorneys Nationwide open.
It’s for you.
-but we couldn't find him. -I couldn't get him.
A map of enemy territory, so to speak. You said that he's a television producer?
For my part, I've made the leap of love, and there's no going back.
I assume you're a carnivore.
But, Marylyn, do we have a man for you.
it's so hard to take that great leap of faith aboard the ship of love and caring.
They never grow up, lady. They just get tubby.
Well, she deserves every penny. And now she's single again.
My client is prepared to settle for 50% of the marital assets.
-I’m the professional. -Oh. Okay.
And I had a fair amount of success against the split-T defense.
You fascinate me
Miles, you'll always be my favorite husband. But no more sentiment, darling.
He's the first one into the office in the morning. No home life.