Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And how is he now, Miss Carr?
I've got one guy who's really wonderful, but disappears when I try and talk to him.
- It's my fault. I should tell you... - Yeah, it's your fault.
Could I just borrow your paper and pen for a second?
- Who is it? - It's me, sugar blossom.
Wait a minute. This isn't vacation-packing, is it?
Well, let me tell you about my strategy in a case like this, Mr. Superman.
And so we see that spineless dung beetles tend toward thinly veiled power struggles...
Lois, I'm about to lose a customer.
So you'll do it?
No problem. First few are on me, pro bono.
Thank you very much. See you later.
- Of what? - Of the fact that we're partners...
Case dismissed.
Okay. "Gifts are okay, I just can't stand the guy who sent them."
Yes. Yes, it would.
Excuse me for a minute. This won't take a second.
Septiema 28, 2007
Go to... You know, wherever it is you go and rest up.
How can you lie like that...
And in the end, someone to comfort us along the way.
No, he's about as far from perfect as you get.
As quickly and as decisively as possible.
Oh, super.
Sounded like my name. You didn't say my name?
The perfect life. Nirvana, Utopia, Camelot, Eden?
I just want one man. One whole man.
And there's nothing wrong with your eyes, except you can't see anything but yourself.
I'm sorry, Lois. The guy just brings it out in me.
But it isn't possible, is it?
- I did. - Naturally.
Pull over.
This is forever-packing.
Well, it helps when you save the judge's life.
What are you waiting for, gratitude?
Calvin, shut up.
...and you didn't hear it from me. That's all I know.
Honey, I need some help. I cannot keep these fingernails on.
I'll never play the guitar again.
He broke my hand, Elise.