Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You didn't walk back from 23rd and Del Fuego?
If you need to blame me for your inadequacies as a husband, fine.
Hold on a minute.
well, I--
Do I like it?
Stop! Help!!! Ahhhhhh! No! Police is calling for arresting this man
...in the entire metropolitan jungle?
Certain West African tribes practise ritual--
After everything, I wanna know we can talk to each other.
...lo go over some last-minute paperwork.
You don't think that I would let a band of zip-gun toting hooligans...
...and in that I'm good at what I do, they take an even dimmer view of me.
I earn my living by breaking up marriages.
Okay, let's give her a bolus, 75-milligram lidocaine, IV push.
-Go ahead. -Business first.
Hey, when I'm lying there, tubes in my nose, can't move my face...
Yeah, close. I think he's letting her know he wants to breed.
Calling Lydia Kraft to the stand.
-But it'll get you there and back. -I like this car.
Yeah, you two should stay in touch. He probably don't kiss too hard.
Miss DiPesto, do we know why we're grinning at each other...
I know what you're saying. Just expressing a preference.
I want you to apply your highest critical standards.
I'm messy, I'm irresponsible, I'm:
Not much of a legacy.
...by every two-bit operator in this burg.
As an employee of Blue Moon, your wheels would be recognised...
The usual stuff. Eating, sleeping, exfoliating.
David, look.
He doesn't want you back, he wants a discount, right?
-How long were you married? -Seventeen years.
-Yes. -Based on what?
We can talk to each other, talk is good.
It used to be, "Get here on time." Now you want earlier?
She couldn't have been with Raymond.
-Corners well. -Yeah.
Thanks.
You're crazy.
Yeah, you're right. She's probably not a gold digger.
Apparently, fuel efficiency isn't a big priority with the Crips.
There's a green sweater, with suede elbow patches.
...but six or seven times a night for a man my age is damn good.
-I always wanted a string of pearls. -You'd look great in a pearl necklace.
...and I became scared of what would happen if Nathan found out about us.
Let's hear it for Mr. Addison and his new car.
Well, I didn't think you'd like presents.