Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Unlike you, I will be back.
Light of my dark and lousy existence.
Why'd you kill him?
No. Let me be swallowed into eternity...
...and I wanna bring him out right now. Come on.
That two private detectives had followed him, found out.
David, she's gonna kill herself. Do something.
No back-and-forth. No ping and pong.
-Gonna go through with it, huh? -Really going through with it.
My conscience bothers me too.
So that means if I ask you out for, say, a movie and popcorn...
I don't know. Guess it means he sighs a lot.
...your hot breath, your hair wrapped around my throat."
-And her name's Juliet? -No, must be a pet name.
I wish he'd say something.
Well, that's that.
David!
-How can we help you, Mr. Gates? -I have this slight problem.
-He told you about us? -He's not here. He died at the office.
But ever since then...
If he was a little less joyful, we'd have a better chance of finding this broad.
-Not "you" you, David. I'm crushed.
Yeah?
This is pretty amazing.
-How'd he take it? -It was his suggestion.
...but I cannot. My joy at seeing her blinds me."
Your attitude, your silence, avoiding me.
It's not intentional.
Does that have anything to do with why he came to see us?
-Social amenities? -Yeah.
But for the past three months, he's changed.
...down to the parking structure, I'd be...
...bowling and a beer, snowshoeing and maple syrup--?
Get inside what it means? All right, great.
You wanna tell me what we're doing here?
John has breakfast here every Tuesday morning.
It's okay, I got it taken care of.
No. He's fine.
It is nice.
-You can't draw the line. -I have to.
Fills an encyclopaedia of babble about this babe...