Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...she'll be dissuaded by the facts.
But don't you see what you've done?
-What's that? -Well, the past few days...
Yes? What is it, Miss DiPesto?
To hell with you, David.
Mr. Kendall, I appreciate your concern about her...
Yeah, used to be. I hear it's calmed down a lot.
-So don't do it. -Thank you.
Father's worked very hard all his life...
Use it to free Mr. Murphy...
Which is why we have the pact.
...but especially for better.
Although I will say that I'm glad what happened happened.
And?
I turn on the gas. Bang. End of story.
At the old homestead...
...how much better still our friendship would be...
-I'm just not quite there yet. -It takes time.
I believe my daughter has hired you...
-Oh, really? -Yes, really.
...and he's fallen in love with me.
Well, the thing is...
I don't know what it is, but you look great today.
I have a small confession to make:
...to investigate the man she intends to marry.
All cases are confidential.
I can't face my daughter now.
-An affair? -An affair.
Well, good night, Mr. Addison.
-Not hard or anything. -No, no, I understand.
-Do tell. -Thought we could compare notes.
I was still shocked from the first time.
Loved each other, wanted each other.
So knowing I was dying anyway...
-Dave. -Hi, Dave.
...I don't believe...
Of course they are. I admire your professionalism.
I never dreamed that anything like this could happen.
...and I know that it makes you feel...
I see.
Yes, you are, yes, you are, yes, you are!
Thrive on sly repartee, double-entendres.
You have any idea how much she's worth?
Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, but it's the truth.
How's it suppose to look when you come in singing?