Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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