Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Selma, I hope you won't mind my saying this...
Beef stew.
Adios, judge.
Selma, you're the kind of person...
- You never had antiques. - Never had any use for them.
This is the kind you answer.
- I can't believe that. - It's true.
Did I mention the two Plymouths and the life insurance policy?
Oh, honeys, please!
Real short judge, works the day shift, right?
Oh, whatever.
Did I mention it was on whole wheat?
No. Wait.
Tuna juice. Leaky bag in the garbage.
That's only the tip of the iceberg.
You got 24 hours to get you and your antiques out of my apartment.
I am not interested.
Well, 18 floors into a nice, soft mailbag.
Fish.
Hey, thanks, judge.
Everybody ready? We'll start off with place of residence...
You didn't have a good time?
I'm sorry. I sent it earlier.
Ready whenever you are.
- Could be jelly. - That'll come right out.
Bernie, I'm sure you're a nice guy and all that...
It's supposed to help drainage.
What I did was unforgivable.
Don't get depressed on me.
Sir, how did you get them talking?
Bernie, I want to be alone.
I knew you would.
Your Honor, I'd like to clear up this notion...