Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We'd appreciate it if neither of you discuss your cases either, understand?
Is this--? Is she--?
Guess love isn't totally blind after all, is it?
Gentlemen, don your goggles.
I'm prepared to pay you $5000 now...
I don't get it. Good-looking guy...
I know a nightspot, perfect place to make you forget.
Something important's going on.
She hate me.
The redeye flight to Connecticut.
-David. -Maddie, I looked everywhere.
Amazing. All at once?
We have to find a woman he can love...
...and I might be able to free up my schedule to squeeze you in.
If you don't understand, we're in big trouble.
Alan, you know what you are? A man ahead of your time.
-Seafood? -Monday, David.
-Slower, slower. -Later, later.
Do you think he's planning on marrying both?
I suppose, for me...
-The one Tupperman is going to marry. -Oh, that woman. Where is she?
-I don't wanna do this. -I wonder what it was that put Stevie...
Did what? How else were we gonna get in?
What about Rambo, the steak, dancing till dawn?
This woman was a tall redhead, very attractive, never uses ashtrays.
True! But they beat sleeping alone.
And to lift the jowls, we'll...
We should do our best to give him what he's looking for.
-...which leaves us only one solution. -You want me to pull over now?
...have a glass of wine and slip into a bubble bath.
Addison, don't--
Go cut a switch. Looks like the woodshed for David.
...we rub it all over ourselves, we see what we feel like doing.
-You learn quickly. -A smart mother.
-What's the problem? -You can't see it?
For once, we won't be investigating a tragedy.
I hope they ask Molly to be the old maid of honour.
-I'll see you Monday. I'm leaving. -Leaving?
-Oh, really? -Oh, yes, really.
How you doing?
If you two would excuse us for a moment--
-The territory? -The territory.
Calling about the ad? Please hold.
-It was with Stevie. -Stevie?
-Hello. -Hello.
This is about romance, David. It matters, and I wanna do it right.