Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And suppose that beeper starts beeping.
I was gonna get something to eat. I can't sleep.
You should never have found Craig, then this would never have happened.
--that I develop an investigative style of my own.
Well, I'm only worried about your personal life.
-We've talked. -I'm not talking about talk.
I'm sorry.
-But, Mr. Addison-- -Amscray.
He always thought about me and the boys first.
There's Kaopectate in Mr. Addison's bathroom.
Oh, absolutely.
...and then I heard his car screeching out of the driveway.
Excuse me, am I interrupting?
What mystifies me is why she let him.
Yeah...
I have a lot of things to take care of.
Just hear me out.
I'd like you to find him and tell him about the dowry I'm willing to propose.
How about some eggs?
Well, there's a lot of that going around.
Yeah.
I can imagine what you're thinking...
Hi. Have you seen this man?
Trouble? Don't be silly.
...because he's forgotten that he only has one leg.
Do you handle missing persons?
Might you consider letting me be the point man this time?
What is this, open-mike night at the mortuary?
It's just I feel it's important for me-- Not to mention the agency.
-Twelve-thirty-five. I am not waiting. -Waiting for what?
Yes, sir.
No, no. I'm Mrs. Girardi.
Well, you've had a hard year.
Well, I'll get the juice.
Thought the change of scenery would be healthy.
Will you excuse me for a minute?
That would make me feel like a million bucks.
He actually let Jackie book the chapel, the reception, invite the guests...
Make you feel any better?
If Wife Number 1 gets a headache...
I'd just like to take a long bath, okay?
Yes, sir.
Well, then, you know the rest.
Pilots are known to be gone a couple days, a couple weeks.