Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We could share the cooking and the cleaning.
Keep the sun to your back so he has to squint at you.
This is Miss Hayes. This is Mr. Addison.
I had a good think after you and what's-his-name left the office.
I know time comes when the kids take care of the parents. That's okay.
I'm just not sure he's the someone I thought he was.
I'm not so sure my neighbours are the helping type.
We got what was fair. There's no shame in that.
To put out the fire.
May I please get my clothes from the dryer?
That's funny.
I love an office romance.
But I'm in the wrong lane.
But the potato salad's really going downhill...
-We have breakfast. -Reasonable prices.
I just wanna keep something against you.
...about what my responsibilities are.
...in a bloodthirsty quest to retrieve his statue.
Besides, we didn't fail.
...I can always dial zero.
Here's Bonjour.
A scare like this must really make her miss the old homestead, huh?
You're right, Mom. It's nice to be--
I can't do this.
They grabbed the booty.
What is it? Come on.
I'm all ears.
...is for my mother to live with me? Is that what this is all about?
-Are. Are. -Not. Not.
You were poised, practised, the picture of blind ambition?
What was all that?
-If that's what you want. -That's what I want.
If we stop by Ajax, we can get the address.
Telling tales of your humour and your many public works.
Who'd wanna hurt her? My mom's just a mom.
Determined enough to try my hand at international jewel theft.
Oh, Mr. Dailey wanted me to be sure to say hello for him.
-To get the hair out of the drain and-- -To clean the toothpaste off the mirror.
Bravo. Viola here, what do you got?
...I would like to think that under similar circumstances...
Mr. Addison, I don't care about eye contact...
What did he say? Yes or no?
It never quite came out like it was supposed to.
Why don't you move to Los Angeles?
My thoughts exactly.
-Well-- -You never did like my mother.