Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, you and I both know you're letting these women do this to you.
...they almost never seem like you imagined.
I didn't drag you, I asked you here to correct you.
David, what you and I have is like nothing I've ever heard of.
Fine. Show her in.
It's okay, you can get back to me on that one.
-Many chances to-- -Not that, David.
What the hell are you doing to our marriage?
I appreciate the offer, but I don't think--
Yeah, one of those mornings when you just can't help...
-Who are you calling? -Police.
I knew he'd probably leave and that would hurt me too.
Well, there really isn't that much more to talk about, is there?
...goes beyond licences and vows.
I knew David would be hurt.
-Lovely morning. -Yeah, I guess it is.
Before, you called me Mrs. Bishop.
Oh, you mean you got married?
But something tells me that this square guy...
I didn't mean you, sir, I meant the case.
Well, I don't.
-What's all the hubbub? -Someone's dead.
Yeah, not even a cap.
-I'm married. I really did it. -You really did it. I believe.
...hard on the heels of the furious Mr. Baxter...
That I could talk to you, work things out, explain things.
It's the doorman.
I get the best of him.
Yes, I have my beeper.
Where is she?
You buy a cup of coffee...
I was a blithering idiot.
-Tell her to wait. -Nonsense.
I know he would try to reinvent himself...
-This kind. -A kind that's not married.
...they're almost never talking about who they really think...
Every issue doesn't have to be black or white.
Only you know, and only I know.
He can be so damn stupid.
Well, Maddie, I guess we can put this case to bed.
I say this time, this one time, we bow out.
But why did you kill him? Why not just leave?
Could you repeat the question?
-Morning. -Morning, that's why the sun's up.
It's in our hearts and in our minds.
Agnes.