Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Burning, singing in the sunshine

God. I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't thinking.

I want you to help me put that marriage back together.

-No arguing? -No complaining.

I just wanna make sure that we're doing the right thing here.

Because they're not screaming like most couples--?

Miss Lamont, would you characterise that as a duo-directional lipus-lockus?

Well, it is an effective treatment for localised high blood pressure in males.

...I took the proverbial hard long look at my life...

Thank you, sir, I'd rather stand.

This from Ms. Chapter 11.

It'd be like squeezing toothpaste back into the tube.

-Got it? -Got it.

I know I know that man.

Business seems to be picking up. She wanted to offer us a raise.

I mean, how did you pay for these?

If I'd known, I would've done this a long time ago.

See this smile?

It's also the best place to look when you're not listening.

-Of course. -Have a seat or something.

As your investment counsellor...

They'll have my blessings...

-Why were you in a cab? -You ever try handling a rickshaw?

You must mean okay like A-OK, right?

You can tell everything about a person first time you meet.

David, are you all right?

-Damn Bill Raymond. -Stop it.

The dog ate your homework. Cabs don't get in wrecks.

I'd like to call Mrs. Lydia Kraft to the stand, please.

You didn't have to.

...understands the purpose of what seems to us...

-Everything, really? -No. Well, of course, there a few things.

That was when I met Joleen, his 21-year-old receptionist...