Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Selma, please. I'm only human.
What are the locks for? You never needed them when I was around.
I'm just not that superstitious.
I am telling you, it was not physical.
Dan!
Would the counsels approach the bench?
Bring a box of Reggie Bars, and you got a shot.
You're crushing my hand.
He likes to work around the apartment in his spare time.
...it's up to you.
I won't. I won't. Careful. There's a little warp in the floor.
This has been quite a shock for me as well as...
But what you said about relationships...
He was presumed to have been killed in action in 1973...
...or husband number two?
- You need me? - I don't think so.
Gotta be a war going on somewhere.
This may seem a little untraditional at first...
You can take it to your lawyers, have it modified, add clauses.
- You'll go with me? - I'll go with you...
I mean, I felt... I knew it.
Don't be silly. I'm not as stupid as I look.
- What did it look like? - It was about this big, fuzzy.
Why are we wasting time? Just let me and him arm-wrestle for her.
- No records. - No taxes, no bills.
A little.
You don't have to give us all the details. What time did you get home?
Say what?
I got another one, much bigger. Over in the municipal building.
- You said you got home early. - I got home around midnight.
Yeah, I could never get into all that stuff...
Is that comfortable?
I don't see anybody pressing them.
Why, you... I never even hugged my father!
- Is that so? - You know that stand in there?