Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe he got caught in traffic.
Says he came home in a rage, waving a gun.
I said, be careful.
Anyway, Walter, the man on the train, and I were sitting in this restaurant...
I stand corrected.
I told him about his wife, her offer, and he just snapped.
Congratulations, honestly.
What does your husband think, you turning your nose at his name?
I don't wanna go to sleep, I wanna talk.
Events have taken place, milestones reached.
Where's it say we gotta catch them?
...we'll go in, but if her head rotates more than once, let's get out of here.
You should get dressed.
ok
Sounds like a reasonable request from a wife.
Well, he doesn't listen to reasonable.
Got a nice ring, doesn't it? Kind of ecclesiastical.
Not the way a frenzied person, gun in hand...
Not a bad scam.
...this seducer, this premise-wrecker?
What colour are his eyes?
Okay.
Fifty thousand dollars cash...
-l am. -Well, you don't seem very happy.
...marries that person on Sunday...
I also have some more news on the bruise.
...but whistling and everybody's doing it.
...but I'm not standing on a chair with my head in a noose.
I guess hubby likes his dinner on the table.
No, you ought to come down here and pick me up.
We'd get married.
Hope I didn't interrupt your evening, dear.
It's like saying two and two equals five...
I want you to put your ring on, Maddie.
Yeah, I've got an emergency here.
Look, you saw this place and what he did.
Getting the baby books and the phone messages, I mean.
Like déja vu. You, me, arguing whether we should take a case.
I fell in love. It's as simple as that.
David, you're going 20 miles per hour.
-l can, sir? -Yeah, man, I'm fine.
-My ego? -Your poor spited ego.