Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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