Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Morning. Could I see you for a moment?
You? Misjudged me? Is that possible?
I don't know. Mankind's the client.
...and treated just fine hours.
Sometimes three times.
You don't know who I am?
Give. Hello? This is David Addison.
In fact, the truth is, it's your fault.
No, no, no, you don't have to thank me, chief.
Hello, Mr. Addison.
Give credit where credit is due.
The other night when he came in looking for you.
Hi, this is Maddie. I'm not in right now.
-You wanna talk? -Now?
How do you account for that?
-Tell me about the guy. ~The guy?
...a little lonely, maybe.
-I'm not mad. -Good.
-What can I get you? -I'm looking for a girl.
Listen, I need to talk to you.
Sounds like the cavalry!
Tell him I'll call when I know more.
So take your meaningful-conversation face off.
...about whatever is on your mind, whatever is about to happen.
-One salary. -I love it when you get specific.
Blue Moon. Please hold.
-And money. -You should get a raise.
~The groundwork? ~The groundwork.
When I think about you asking me for a raise and me saying no.
Let's try this.
Got it. We make any progress, I'll give you a call. Give.
Grateful for the sleep. But last night was different.
So, what did she say?
-Really? Tomorrow? Lunch? -Tomorrow, lunch!
...rethink her career.
-What about Mr. Addison? -What about Mr. Addison?
Absolutely. And it can only get better.
Would you do me a favour and not stand so close?
-Yeah, yeah. What was his name? -His name? I don't know his name.
We meet in the bar. We come up here. But I don't know his name.
...the past couple of hours, just sitting, thinking...
And all that time...
And you said, "The client was mankind."
...hinth floor, Biltmore Hotel. I don't know what to do.
He seems to be getting along just fine.
Under the circumstances, it's fair.