Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm looking for a Miss Chrissy Snow, and I've traced her to these premises.
One minute I'm sound asleep in my bed,
It's all right. Yeah? Okay.
You'll go to bed, I'll go to bed,
He was a creep.
Yeah absolutely….
With him?
Nothing. Oh, don't tell Jack. I'd just die.
in front of a studio audience.
I was not encouraging sex. I was trying to stop sex.
- [ Chrissy ] What? - How is he? How is he?
[ Man ] Police Detective Lannigan, sir.
Listen. I happen to know a thing or two about the law.
It's called entrapment. And for that you deserve to have your lights punched out.
Chrissy, he's thinking about that.
Well, if that's all it takes to keep you awake,
Oh, no. I want you to go to bed with me.
You are a wonderful officer.
[ Footsteps Squeaking On Ceiling ]
You're getting a nice variety, Stanley.
Ten after 3:00? Ten after 3:00?
She's the sweetest little thing in the world.
- Come on, Stanley. - Uh, thank you, ma'am, but I can't drink on duty.
Chrissy, where'd you go tonight?
Helen, you know, I married you for better or worse.
Go to bed, Stanley.
Oh, I would love it. That sounds like fun.
Isn't she, Stanley? Yeah, she's very sweet.
Okay. There wasn't any dancing. There... There...
to be making lewd advances to my friend here?
and there were a lot of guys, not many girls.