Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I spent that whole night worrying about him, thinking about him.
Oh, yeah.
Sure do.
Nobody's seen either of them since last night.
-Is that bad? -For Kriss Kringle.
-Share him with you? -Share him with me.
DiPesto watches the baby while we find the mother.
We're detectives, remember? We go to Agnes' house and look for clues.
I mean her. She has no business keeping that baby and you know it.
You live alone, you don't bother to get a big tree.
No, little baby, I don't mean you.
-I knew it. -You knew what?
Santa's hotline...
-She wasn't. -You weren't?
...are all playing golf, right?
Wait here.
North Pole, Santa speaking.
She is.
-You said you knew where they were. -Well, like you said:
I'm watching you and I'm watching that baby...
-Then what were you talking about? -Leaving Andrew.
I mean, I have no choice.
...than spending Christmas Eve...
Did you hear a baby?
...under a tree...
I wanna know what it meant. I deserve to know what it meant.
You ever been great, Ingrid?
When you've sunk as low as you can, you find a basement door.
...for several days. I've been on the run with no place to stay.
Saw you and your friend come through with this bambino...
-That's right. -Two aces, you win. The King family.