Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Except for us, of course.
Now I sell these at swap meets.
- Night. - Night, chief.
Tell you what. I'll lend you my car if you call Perpetual Pines...
Now the city's got to live one.
We should have the results sometime this afternoon.
The last thing she said to me was...
Guess I'll just have to go jogging alone this morning.
...at Gables' house, but she's not answering.
Actually, there is.
You should've died with your partner, Scardino.
Casket transport in progress.
Macarthy never told me he had a doll.
And there's no cure.
Are you okay?
Diego Martinez, serving 20 years for bank robbery.
- You needed something, Mr. Gables? - Yes, Mr. Macarthy, I do.
Just be on the roof in five minutes.
Albie's gonna take a little trip today.
So how do we get to it?
...when has a little police tape ever stopped you two, huh?
I know Macarthy's m.o. Like the back of my hand.
- Hello, Kent. - Where's Lois?
Don't go far.
...I would've burned it to the ground.
Big deal.
Oh, I know, sir. But you do need your iodine and B6.
Would you mind if we kept these for a few days?
- Nobody in this room is gonna fit. - That's right.
I think we have to talk it over, but thank you very much.
No, no, sir. No. It's just...
Lois, is there any reason why we're not getting down to work here?
Gentlemen, I believe Buster is about to arrive.
Who's holding out on who, Scardino? You took the diary.
Buster always delivers.
Okay, he's a little different.
Superman, what happened?
Receive her into the arms of thy mercy...