Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you want?

You want me to say something?

A-And why don't you turn yourself in, seeing as how

I got a buddy in there who's facing some serious time.

Woman: We're gonna help each other.

Marion: Keep your shirt on...

[Copy machine whirring]

Plus, they're really beautiful, Cissy.

[Car alarm chirps]

Drunk in public, resisting arrest?

[Inhales sharply]

Oh, I thought the potato salad worked out great.

but I think it should be a family member.

[Whirring continues]

It's been awhile, you know?

Nativity scene. Yeah.

Francesca: Do you have any idea what time it is?

A freaking exercise bike.

Hold on a second.

[Soft thudding]

Oh, my gosh. Ah, this is all so beautiful.

He and I sure could use your support here.

Where's his body?

[Papers rustle]

[Rupert Holmes' "Escape (The Piña Colada Song)" plays on radio]

And, bam, it suddenly occurred to me it's been six years.

It's up to the district attorney whether to prosecute.

* Happy birthday to you

[Intercom buzzes]

[Bag whips, water running]

[Glass shatters]

I mean, not like a real baby, just a --

It's not like Albuquerque at all.

Yeah. No. It-- It's crazy.

I could sue you in civil court.

"Find me in..." Glen: What did she say?

[Car door closes]

Ask Jeeves told me.

Well, yeah, but nobody makes a truck that long, so...

[Breathes deeply]

But you -- you got him off, like, scot-free.

Cissy: I don't know. It's as close as I could get.

You wanna go Friday? Sure.

So pass along my sincerest apologies

[Ball thudding]

Good. [Chuckling] Okay.

[Drawer opens, glass clinks]

Marion... The death of me.

How is this any different?

and listen carefully when the judge addresses you.