Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Miss Tracy? - Still looking for the foot, sir.
...or working out a sleeping schedule, but, hey...
I couldn't stop it.
...but no more marriage talk. - You got it.
But I'm afraid all I can deal with is the charge before me. Miss Tracy?
You look very sexy in that uniform.
Cancel my hang-gliding lesson, okay, Charley?
I think your porch light's burned out, judge.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye, now.
- That's real decent of you, Dobie. - Duane.
Go on, Mr. Dipstick... I mean...
Baby, are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
- You wanted to see us, Your Honor? - Yes. I wanted to see you all.
- Looks great. - I can do it over if you'd like.
...that I'm some sort of home wrecker.