Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I think your father is a really a good guy, you know?

His wife had to go in the next room to hear anything.

I think that went pretty well.

I saw it in a store window. It just sort of called your name.

...you would never have believed that you'd see a clinch like that.

-l can't. -You can't?

...the love she's given me all of these years.

-That's nice of you. -I have my moments.

Worked pretty good.

Good lies, bad lies, little lies we tell to make it through the day.

Okay. I'll go first.

-Mom? Is something wrong? -I'll be all right.

Oh, that's very sweet of you, Mr. Addison.

-I'm sorry. -Must be your day of the week.

Not nervous, anxious.

...but I think you should make it up with him.

For better, for worse.

“Why? -Why do you have to tell her?

It will never happen again.

Oh, and the padre's shiner.

It's in the court of appeals. My lawyer thinks we can sew it up there. Go:

I'm feeling better now, really.

No. I feel stupid.

No. They say, "fine." And life goes on as usual.

This almost makes up for no grandchildren yet.

It's funny, when I was a young mother and you were a little girl...

You know, we have been so busy the past few months doing this show...

So, what lying, cheating, rapscallion are you following now?

-You? -Allow me to introduce myself.

-What? What? -Maddie!

Look at this place. I bet even the roaches wear tuxedos.