Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I mean, if you lived here...
Not in words, maybe, but that's the impression you convey.
I'm gonna get in the car and drive for two days.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
In his Pacific Telephone uniform.
I've been hearing bells ringing for 30 years...
She didn't do anything to you.
Tracking those emeralds across the country...
-Oh, no. -Don't worry.
-Herbert. -All I was saying is, go.
You know what it smells like in here?
...50 that you could tap into the length and breadth of my experience...
Now, shall we get back to those jewels?
Well, isn't this swell? My little girl will like this one.
We can explain.
-Shake out the rug. -Say yours.
...and your salary demands.
We just came in to....
Mr. Dailey? How's he doing?
They're not in tonight's episode.
I can't do this.
Look, I understand image-making.
Not that Mexico doesn't have its own great smells, but this....
How do you feel about L.A.?
We did gouge him, didn't we?
No, Bert, just talking.
We're talking about winning.
Maybe I had something they wanted.
...because, in the end, justice is its own reward.
-I'm glad to hear you say that, Herbert. -You are?
You do have Epsom salts? You should always have Epsom salts.
-Mull it over. That's it? -It's better than nothing.
No, I didn't say anything like that.
I am gonna be AWOL ASAP.
I believe a Mr. Burden gave it to you. It was only a trinket...
...has to happen while she's here, you know, visiting.
-Agnes. -Herbert.
I've been undercover on this for months.
This is your old lady, spill it. Job okay?
...or he's gonna get a taste of my convincer.
Not only is it hatched, but it's about to sprout wings and fly.
-You do not. Do not. -Do too. Too.
Mr. Addison...
While you and the kids are out there doing your clock-watching...
But the reward-o muy grande...