Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...Stevie.
-Maybe we could see a movie. -Yeah, sure, a movie.
-Described her as independent. -It had to be all the travelling Alan did.
We're detectives, not a dating service.
Look at the bright side. He's not as big a bigamist as he once was.
When he left, it wasn't with wife one or Molly.
...can be traced back to a place just south of their belt buckles?
You don't wanna look directly at this woman.
...where people get what they pay for and vice versa.
-Tupperman's already got a wife. -A what?
...hold the breast, to go. Better yet, I'll have her here."
Two straws and a banana daiquiri...
-Don't you mean between the sheets? -Maddie, admit it.
-Wait. The bigamy gets bigger. -Bigger?
-Why are you leaving? -Why are you stopping me?
-Couldn't do both, huh? -He said he met her yesterday.
Then it occurred to me, maybe it wasn't her.
-What makes you say that? -Nothing but bills.
No. No. No. Two completely unrelated cases.
Or was it my second?
-If you look at me.... -It's obvious that....
-You're not concerned about Molly? -Nope.
...you and me...
I feel strongly about discussing cases in front of unrelated people.
-You're milking it. -We'll know soon enough.
How can you present that woman to Alan Tupperman with a straight face?
That's tough to do.
-The woman. The woman. -The woman? What woman?
-A chance to-- -Pimp.
"Give me a brunette who likes racquetball...
-Really? Well, it's....
Molly speaks three languages.
There's only one first wedding. There's only one first wedding day.
The wrong kind of man.
Don't let the bed bugs bite.
I mean, "Keep the security deposit," she said--
-Very nice to meet you. -Likewise.
...and you sent her to me, Stevie.
-Oh, Stevie. -Oh, Stevie.
-Simple. -I can't believe you did that!
-Married? -Married?
...to agree on anything any more than we ever agree.
Isn't this still a discussion?
Are we working this weekend?