Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am so silky Dude stop! No! Stop!
If we could judge this new relationship--
Presidents have been elected on flimsier platforms.
And everything was my fault.
It was incredibly sweet of you to buy if for me.
Let's go. Ready? Clear.
Are you seeing anybody?
...is reward unto itself, but this don't hurt either.
Why don't we reconvene when your client has control of himself?
...until he sees the alimony figure on the paper and suddenly...
Evaluate the experimental stimuli with complete clinical objectivity.
Rest in peace.
Order. Order.
Last week, I had a meeting with my client's husband, Nathan Kraft...
-I'm thinking. -Yeah, right, I can hear it.
My guess is that given the opportunity...
Thanks. Come on.
With him in prison and the partner dead...
Your Honour, I'll rephrase the question.
Paper clips? Absolutely.
No sweater. No book. No pen-and-pencil set.
He wants me to check out toy purebreds.
...80 purposeless.
I wanted to get you something you could use. Something you needed.
-...impress her. -He's trying to get her hammered.
Have we really tried everything?
Because it's so fast.
I could deal with that, but then he'd turn on me.
-I know there is a rest of your life. -I have no life outside the office.
...take your half of the retainer and buy them.
And I ain't got no green sweater. Must've been some other partner.
Yes.
We got a rhythm, but she's shooting PVCs.
But you know what?
Steady flow of casework, contacts, referrals, profits.
You promised me that you were gonna save your money from now on.
Please, keep in touch.
What is it? You read some book, some woman's book...
David, you can't.
Well, so much for my good intentions.
Burt, I've had my eye on you for some time.
He just laughed.