Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...he'll sink his dirty hooks into Mesa Verde...

- You get to them before he does. - No.

You gotta act now.

I told him to go home. Get some shut-eye.

No, I'm-- No, I'm the family attorney. I just help when I can. So I called you.

Riegle-Neal Interstate Banking and Branching Efficiency Act.

- You had to swipe it from her. - I didn't swipe anything.

I'm ready to write a cheque for the remainder of the loan.

Mm-hm. You line them up for me.

- Wow. - What do you think?

Wait, whoa, nothing's changed.

I'm going to the meeting, and the lights stay on.

On several counts.

...because I knew that I could expect more from you.

I figured I'd try giving it a go as a solo practitioner.

- What? - Fought Japanese. I fought the Japanese.

You did? What fractions?

There's another mouthful, huh?

...until Kim brought it to you on a red velvet pillow.

Okay. Get up here.

There will be other Mesa Verdes.

All right. That's great. There's no rush. He's gonna be fine.

Thanks for staying with me.

I need an X-ACTO knife, a ruler, wood please.

- Lovely to meet you, Paige. - And you. Thank you.

Well, I, uh....

I really need your help here.

You are no longer my husband and no longer my boss.