Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mom? Please be in there. Mom, it's Agnes.
-Anyone? -There's an anyone.
You have the right to remain silent, Bert.
Worked in a church, huh?
I can't do this. I can't do this.
Dad didn't exactly leave you in clover...
...maintain eye contact, make him squint.
...and there's something I think you should do about your future.
Only thing missing is Bonjour hopping up on the breakfast table...
Come back, I'm so lonely.
-I think what you really want is-- -Is what, Herbert? What I really want...
I understand. You get used to playing Monopoly in your birthday suit...
I know how you feel...
Yeah, but just because I'm living my own life...
Oh, Mom, this is Herbert Viola, my coworker.
Gotta take care of Mom.
Keep the sun to your back so he has to squint at you.
...it's a little hard to change.
Settle down, think about this logically.
Thank you.
Turn these into the police, they don't belong to me.
Got quite a hunk of hardware here. Real space-age.
...steals back the smuggled goods...
-Sorry. -What?
So how's life treating my baby girl?
...said he'd call me back here.
...except you don't have anything to do.
Jeez.
The subject of my mother living with me...
...I need your help.
Thank you, sweetie.
...I'd be able to hold myself to a higher code of professional ethics.
...my morning crossword puzzle and my afternoon nap...
But this is my day off. Besides, I just answer phones.
We'll talk about that later.
-Come on, Ma. The coast is clear. -Well, well.
Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.
Bert...
Honey, your birthday's coming up.
What's his area code?
I'm a detective just like you.
Okay, I was lying.
Understand? And just because I don't want her to live with me...
Actually, sometimes I think Mom's still taking care of me.