Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was incredibly sweet of you to buy if for me.
He wants me to check out toy purebreds.
Last week, I had a meeting with my client's husband, Nathan Kraft...
Your Honour, I'll rephrase the question.
I could deal with that, but then he'd turn on me.
With him in prison and the partner dead...
And I ain't got no green sweater. Must've been some other partner.
I am so silky Dude stop! No! Stop!
And everything was my fault.
Steady flow of casework, contacts, referrals, profits.
Because it's so fast.
What is it? You read some book, some woman's book...
Presidents have been elected on flimsier platforms.
...take your half of the retainer and buy them.
Well, so much for my good intentions.
Paper clips? Absolutely.
Rest in peace.
My guess is that given the opportunity...
No sweater. No book. No pen-and-pencil set.
-...impress her. -He's trying to get her hammered.
Why don't we reconvene when your client has control of himself?
...80 purposeless.
Let's go. Ready? Clear.
Order. Order.
Evaluate the experimental stimuli with complete clinical objectivity.
We got a rhythm, but she's shooting PVCs.
I wanted to get you something you could use. Something you needed.
If we could judge this new relationship--
He just laughed.
Are you seeing anybody?
Have we really tried everything?
Yes.
...until he sees the alimony figure on the paper and suddenly...
-I know there is a rest of your life. -I have no life outside the office.
...is reward unto itself, but this don't hurt either.
But you know what?
Burt, I've had my eye on you for some time.
Thanks. Come on.
David, you can't.
You promised me that you were gonna save your money from now on.
Please, keep in touch.
-I'm thinking. -Yeah, right, I can hear it.