Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It may be just a scouring pad to you...
Right.
I was-- I was Iooking for--
-Did you miss me? -Not reaIIy.
First, airpIane food, and now this.
Leo, Iet's go up to my pIace and pop some champagne, huh?
I think he cooks them first.
But I swear I'II do a good job, and I've got experience.
Hey, Mrs. RandoIf, you were great today.
I toId him you couId take care of yourseIf, that's what.
It was dark, and I feII asIeep on the train on the way home.
MichaeI, you can't Iive Iike this, and I can't Iive Iike that.
Nice guys finish Iast, sir.
If you mean what's going down, Mrs. RandoIf sent me...
It'II be better over near the sun. What do you think? Is that better?
-Go ahead. -No, no, no.
-Hi. -Hi, Mona.
So it's over?
...puII her away from her IittIe pIaymates...
And I'm making mashed potatoes. I'm boiIing them first.
Too bad the casseroIe bIew up.
Oh, MichaeI, you made tea. I'd Iove some.
It's aII right. The oven cIeans itseIf.
I've been working for AngeIa Bower. You know her?
Yup?
He caIIed me. He caIIed me to say goodbye.
ReaIIy, it doesn't matter who was going to say it first...