Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My wife walking...
...et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
...whatever you wanna call it.
-We know all about it, Mrs. Adams. -All about what?
Which thing is that?
He always took care of it.
Rita and me, we do rehearsing before the show.
Just you and me and all that money.
The Flamingo Cove murder.
We found it on the edge of the catwalk.
Could she make an entrance or what?
Animal.
Nice guy. Too bad he couldn't afford a wedding ring.
But I knew she'd be back.
-You guys mind if I rehearse with you? -I don't know.
I just didn't know exactly where it would all end up.
Oh, yeah?
-With my husband? -You're married?
I like that guy.
Why did you marry him?
...the television show Moonlighting...
And then each one swore the other did it, right up to the very end.
Well, maybe.
...was rushing to a show with a pipe that wouldn't blow.
I hadn't given it a second thought.
-Rita? -l love you, Jerry.
Tonight, broadcasting takes a giant leap backward.
If you stop dreaming, you're just wasting eight hours a night.
On his way to the show, rope got caught...
Picking through peels, spying, profiting from infidelity.
Zack, we have to get back to the real world.