Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where have you been? I've been calling you all day.
- Well, I just wanna say that... - Stop the presses.
- Sure, it's in the car. - I'll get it.
Such an unfortunate case of bad timing. Clark's busy tonight.
Adios yourself, Mr. Borges.
It's 12:30. We've got a date on Route 128.
Fifteen minutes later, the housekeeper found Borges dead.
Just the last couple of weeks, chief.
Smashed. Shot to pieces.
Probably one of the best times I've ever had.
If Lucky Leon was involved in Borges' death, someone here may have helped.
Like candy from a baby.
- Who is that. - Some guy from Washington.
Wait here just a minute, okay?
I say nyet.
I have company condos in Aspen and Miami.
Plus, it's much harder to reject somebody in person.
No problemo.
Maybe some other time then.
You're under arrest for murder.
That's true, but I've been meaning to. This Golf Friend, is this new?
By command of the President and Executive Action Order number 3708...
I don't want that hanging on my head.
If you'll just sign this right here where it says "Raul Borges."
It just seemed to...
Lois, I went to check on my car to see why it acted so crazy.
Well, the judge wants to revoke bail and bring him in.
I need a new partner.
And you came all the way down here to tell us that?
- Lois... - No, it's okay.
That was an accident.
- You have to press the button. - What?
What's this?
When people say that, it usually never comes true...
And all the time, my gosh, you're singing a different aria.