Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...from the law journal during the lunch break.
Stevie! Hi! Lana Wagner! Talked to you on the phone, remember.
Oh, I'm sorry.
- Lana. - I'll have to call you back.
- Good choice. - No, I'm too happy.
Good night.
- Lana, hold up. - Hey.
Your Honor, several witnesses, assorted photographs. The state rests.
Well, yes, considering my emotional state, I'm...
- I meant how I embarrassed you before. - No. Bostwick understood all that.
Come on. Harry knows best.
"It's full of heartbreakers and degenerates."
Well, good, then take your medicine, take the night off, go home and go to bed.
- Bring that clown in here. - Bull!
Lana, why don't you and I go get a cup of coffee...
Used to, but I took it off.
Here.
Mr. Prosecutor?
- I'm very sorry, Mr. Bostwick. - That's okay. I understand.
My roommate in law school acted like that once. Turned out to be rabies.