Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Strange.
- Your Honor? - Yeah, Bull?
...she's all yours.
Breaking and entering, Mr. Bowers.
That'll be enough name-calling.
Mrs. Sedgewick.
- Green? - Yeah.
That's based on what, nine, 10 years of higher education?
- It won't? - No.
Take care.
I knew she was gonna do that. I felt it coming on.
- Over my dead body! - Lf you two gentlemen...
Charley?
Well, it's tough to putter when you're gone...
Get the idea?
- Oh, my God. - Now, don't worry, honey.
Not for my taste. How's that for a type job, guys?
...you know, celibate...
...on me? - Sure.
You're a pretty big guy yourself, Mr. Bowers.
Now, Mrs. Sedgewick...
I figured if I stay off of it a week or so, it'll heal very nicely. Thank you.
But wait! How about some dinner...
Well, if you must know, very early.
I love him too.
As long as you know.
It's definitely broken.
Then I'll take a carton.
I'm afraid there's not much we can do here, guys.
Hey, listen.
I wanna see him and the Sedgewicks in my chambers right after I wash up.
...and yet I love them both.
I'm innocent. How can you arrest a man for breaking and entering his own home?
You've been in the swill again, haven't you?
What did I tell you about this stuff?