Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, bye.
Let me introduce you. This is my babysitter, Erin.
You see what I'm getting at?
How's things with the alumni group?
I met you last year at the ABA mixer.
♪ Said she wanna search Gonna see what he's in for ♪
Not much, no.
That is some sacrifice, quitting a job that you've been trying to tank since day one.
- Don't have it. - Thursday at noon, perhaps?
- Unh. Yep. - Yeah.
- Risotto. - Risotto.
- Wait, I think I know one. - Bring it on.
...how to write an argument of your own. Heh, I'm sure you do, so....
We have a lot in common, you and I.
What do you call 25 attorneys buried up to their chins in cement?
- And I will see you momentarily. - You got it.
Oh. Oh, oh.
- More. Go, go. - Okay, okay, okay.
Coming right up.
- I will. - All right. Bye, darling.
♪ Other words, baby girl Tryin' to get disco ♪
Lucky bastard.
It looks worse than it is. We just have a particular house style.
What the heck else is money good for when you're 7 years old?
You coming, Kim?
...without all the lights and the phones ringing.
Surprise. I bet you never thought you'd see me again.
Six months later, he was dead.
♪ That's right ♪
I want you to know how seriously I take my job.
You have a tendency to overuse the words "clearly" and "obviously."
Why do they bury lawyers under 20 feet of dirt?
Hello. Hi, this is Kim Wexler.
Sorry to bother you.
I wanna thank you for having me over.
She is a bright young man named Omar.
Hey, how are you, Paige?