Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Does the lock work? -Stop it.
Mr. Kendall, it won't be necessary--
What?
And the reality here is that Robert Murphy...
Margaret.
Well, okay.
And as such...
I thought you were worried about the neighbours.
It's late, that's all.
Yes, yes, Agnes.
I mean, I thought I'd died and went to heaven.
Obviously.
...and he says if I marry his daughter she gets dropkicked from the will...
Well...
-What is with the pact crap? -It's not crap.
Guaranteed to end any romance in just one night.
There have been so many times I've wanted to, and this time....
-You could say that. -Sure as hell could.
"When the going gets tough, the tough shave their legs."
Two months ago, Margaret met this Mr. Murphy.
...that me and her are an accident, should never have happened.
We're having a conversation, and that's all we're doing.
...and cringing when you make a suggestive remark.
-l used to go all the time. -Did a hitch over there.
I've-- I've never been very adept...
...where did you meet this jewel in the crown of womanhood?
Margaret...
-I hate this crap. -I'm not doing this to hurt you.
-Is there a point to this? -I'm a hell of an actor, Maddie.
I hardly even remember doing it, but I did.
Quite the contrary.
...a suicide note, explaining simply that I couldn't live...
...right from the start.
Fine.
...that his death was his greatest failure.
-Let's make a pact. -A what?
No, I don't. I'll be in my office.
Yeah, right.
-They don't know that. -l wanna keep it that way.
As her love for him blossomed...
So this is all been about one big, selfless sacrifice on your part.
-Absolutely. -You sure?
I've never contradicted my father. I couldn't do that.
Miss Hayes, Mr. Addison...
-Embarrass myself? Yes...
My point of view of everything that's happened...
Have a seat, Mr. Kendall.
I think we need a new pact.
You conceited, underdeveloped, oversexed--
...any worse than before.