Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It’s for you.
Marvin said that Rex's will was four years old. Never redrafted it.
For my part, I've made the leap of love, and there's no going back.
-How do you spot a Norgay? -Yeah.
I’m not proud of what I’ve done, but God knows, I did trust you once.
But, Marylyn, do we have a man for you.
But, no. No, I’m retaining Freddy Bender.
I gave him an idea for a new show, so he made me a partner.
on toys and machinery and devices of various kinds.
They never grow up, lady. They just get tubby.
I just like cameras!! I like cameras!!!
-How's Lionel? He's fine.
-Whereby? -We could see other people.
smothered with French dressing.
-Everybody has spoons. -And nobody needs berry spoons.
Dear God, Wrigley, how many cockamamie personal possessions do we have to amass?
Puffy.
Tell me more about yourself.
My client is prepared to consider a reconciliation.
At this point, I would think you're probably the only person
But, madam, who is the real victim here? Let me suggest to you the following.
Rex, get away from the door.
-I’m the professional. -Oh. Okay.
Yeah, I'm gonna nail your ass. I'm gonna nail your ass. I'm gonna nail your ass!
Now, honey, it's like the padre said. I want love and trust between us.
became despondent over his lifestyle and shot himself.
Explain this away, darling.
The Honorable Marva Munson presiding. All rise.
Do you, Miles Longfellow Massey
That is Mr. Smith's address. Massey's, Smith...
Yes.
-It’s halftime, man. This is some good shit. -I’m about to nail his ass, right here.
My God, is that her?
My client is prepared to settle for 50% of the marital assets.
Well, she deserves every penny. And now she's single again.
I assume you're a carnivore.
And then the entire process will find an equilibrium point
All lies and jests
Here's the star of our show, Gus Petch!
I can't help it. You don't decide to become bored. It just happens.
Eighteen movements to void for respondent's prejudice.
Well, let's get right down to it, then, shall we?
Eighteen granted.
Wheezy!
I do.
-Spoons? -Berry spoons.
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain
that they do believe, that they do have faith, that they do love.
-Maybe if I’d had the patty melt. -You had a guy break into her house
She could buy and sell you 1 0 times over.
-you know that I’m entitled to use the house. -No, no, no! You don't understand, Marylyn.
Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy.
He's the first one into the office in the morning. No home life.
-Did you sleep with him? -Don't be a fool.
Hello, Marge.
who sent you?
No, you should stay away from her, Miles.
-You have no prenup. -l have no prenup.
But, Counselor, this is not one of those times.
And I had a fair amount of success against the split-T defense.
In the world of...
-Ollie's in there? -Yes.
-but we couldn't find him. -I couldn't get him.
-of the marriage without prejudice. -That's a fart in a stiff wind.
Could I just borrow your charming fiancée for a moment?
A map of enemy territory, so to speak. You said that he's a television producer?
Let me finish, please. I’m not concerned with who slapped whom first.
Didn't have time for breakfast this morning.
it's so hard to take that great leap of faith aboard the ship of love and caring.
of the National Organization of Matrimonial Attorneys Nationwide open.
You fascinate me
-Everybody eats berries. -Who are you, Pollyanna?
-but to your majordomo.
Wrigley!
-Oh, thank you, Mr. Massey. -Yes. Bye-bye.
This divorce means money. Money means independence.
Miles, you'll always be my favorite husband. But no more sentiment, darling.