Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rex, for your own safety, get away from the door.
Oh!
or with love?
-That's right. -Wait. Which side of Tahoe?
What are you talking about telltale signs? Look, I see an ass, I nail it.
But of course, yes.
Well, I admire your loyalty.
shamed, and disgraced the entire firm.
She wanted to know the businesses and the wealths-es... The wealths-es.
I'd always picked him as some sort of deadbeat, but happy to be proved wrong.
Mr. Donaly. I need a name.
And I have a feeling that someday soon,
Marylyn. How nice of you to...
so that I can massage the kinks out of our testimony.
What the fuck would it be
should your husband decide to take it that far.
That's my Jag! That's my Jag!
- I trust her! - Brilliant!
I did it! It was I! I introduced her to that silly man!
and a cursory examination tends to support that it is, then...
Baron von Espy, what is your profession?
Get her out and buy some time. Buy some time!
I just like cameras!! I like cameras!!!
Chere Marylyn. But of course.
A hundred and twenty-nine thousand
I just like cameras!! I like cameras!!!
A romantic divorce attorney.
The point is that he acted upon an assumption which he cannot prove,
My speech.
Or you stand in contempt. -And then we argue.
Get yourself some clean scrubs, and have them prepare the OR.
-And would like to schedule an appointment. -Same-sex.
But then, I guess
Got three of those yard people.
She's not poor. She's richer than you.
and that's the address that she's staying at.
What do you want?
She was alone.
-It was his gun. -And we'll get it back for you.
You're not in time. We're in time. Thank God we're in time.
Oh, good God, Miles. What are you looking for?
You'll be serving in a junior capacity, of course.
Relax and enjoy your pool.
No, I didn't call you anything.
- What is it? - Peptic ulcer.
Well, tomorrow won't work. I’m having a body wrap. How's Wednesday?
-Don't get me wrong, Mr... -Petch. Gus Petch.
Random guy:Hi! Me:
This is what I want.
Yes.
-Golden parachute. -Don't let the screen door hit you.
From the Los Angeles firm of Massey, Myerson, Sloan and Gurolnick,
The actor? From a TV producer. I think you know him.
I’ll have the tournedos of beef. The lady will have the same. Thank you.
-Freddy. It’s a negotiation. See you at the preliminary.
Surely, Mr. Massey, you've addressed enough juries
I must say, for someone in your line of work, you don't exhibit a great deal of tact.
Well, is that possible?
He has a soap opera, The Sands of Time. It’s a silly show.
You should have seen this coming, you Australian piece of shit!
As a matter of fact, it might be of some interest to you, being in a related business.
I’ll do the talking. I know you'll be tempted to chime in,
My client proposes a 30-day cooling-off period.
Just bring him an iceberg lettuce and a mealy tomato wedge
Whatever they're paying you, I’ll double.
Yes. Of course.
Yes, but do you not also hold a day job, paying job, a square job?
Oh, this'll be no settlement. lf I know Marylyn Rexroth,
You've a discovery hearing at 5:30 for the Maxine Gopnik case.
Dismiss your vows, your feigned tears, your flattery.
Oh, well, about as much as it'll mean to you, half of your net worth.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last time I will address you
I just felt so sorry for him for a minute there.
Son of a bitch Marvin Mitchelson.
Who are you, Pollyanna?
-Mr. Krauss, do you solemnly swear that... -Krauss von Espy.
-Grounds? -Poetry recitation.
My client is prepared to entertain an amicable dissolution
A burglar broke in intending to loot the place, repented,
Obscene wealth becomes you.
I intend to devote myself to pro bono work in East Los Angeles
You're bored, complacent, and you're on your way down.
Oh, Mr. Massey, you have no idea.
How charming. An aphorist.