Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I remember it being green.
-Who? -The man killed the cop.
All right. Good.
The couch got a little larger.
My French doors.
Help.
-So you said your name's Donegan. -Yeah.
I'd like that too. But maybe not tonight, after all I've been through.
What's up?
It's getting serious with you and David.
You gotta get a magazine subscription to put on the coffee table.
My mother's gravy never had lumps.
-Maddie here? -It's all right, officer, I know him.
-I'm sorry. -I can't tell you how to handle this.
-Did you get a gander at his watch? -Whose watch?
-I got this gift for you. -For me?
You weren't in the office today. Maybe you wanna look at it.
But his alibi checks out perfectly.
The vehicle was registered to one Mr. Hector K. Victor...
No, it's like you said. He was a bad habit.
David.
You have every right to wanna see me drawn and quartered.
Well, I can say as I blame you.
You can suck up to him too, honey, if you want to.
Who says you're not a pretty boy, Burt?
Maybe she should.
There's something about that guy I don't like.
Who cares. Pitcher of margarita, no salt.
-A bodyguard. -Yes, he's a policeman.
Oh, okay. Excuse me.
Because, Maddie...
That there's a fire in the fireplace 365 days of the year?
It's a multi-million dollar operation.
-What? -$2743.
-No problem. -I have something of a past.
Wonder where Gordon is.