Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's my money, Addison. And I can do anything I want with it.
...and fly to Amsterdam as quickly as I can.
...I don't know which magazine.
-A clue what he's looking for. -A clue.
Hey! Hey, lady!
Finding out that someone you didn't even know...
-Right, Miss Hayes. -Maddie?
So I tell them...
-Out of my way. -Maddie, will you just tell me why?
Next windfall, can I stick a statue of myself in the lobby?
Prequel to Falsies of Fury, which I found a little artificial.
I think it's pointing to where Charlie's treasure is hidden.
The point is that the money belongs to the company.
Charles Wright is an international art thief.
He wasn't overseas, he was up the river.
-I gave it to him. -You what?
Let me have one!
-Where are you going? -Excuse me?
--has been to brainstorm.
You can't just turn around and sell a hot painting.
What exactly did he die of?
-A clue, a clue, a clue. -Gesundheit.
-You learn something new every day. -Get serious.
"Home."
You never sat here?
The only painting I know about is this one, Charlie's Treasure.
Does that mean we can save the farm and get Mom the heart operation?
...we decided to do the starving-student thing in Europe...
Would you like to see it? The painting?
-You're Charlie's Treasure. -No.
Mysterious fortune turns up, police call.
Yes, in the loft.
What are you talking about?
-Want me to go with you? -No.
And, I mean, it was Paris.
How can I help you if you won't take advice?
It was so odd.
-Move or I'll kill you. -There you go.
Except the one with the best car.
Can't be going in that car, man.
-Upstairs. -Say the magic word.