Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But it's not even his.

You're getting divorced?

Call the police. Then it's not up to her.

Oh, I'm Dale. Dale Helm. I'm the baby's birth father.

from women who did not wanna see him go.

My mom would never let strangers take care of him.

Either you do something or I will.

No, ma'am, you don't understand.

not giving in to your urges.

Yeah, 300-pound sopranos seducing balding tenors.

Likewise. I hear you're one of the best private detectives in town.

It was horrible. The whole thing blew up in my face.

- Like hell! - Mrs Solis. Can I see the baby?

Well, I have been doing some thinking, and here's a thought:

compulsive masturbation every chance you get!

She's a man-eating, scum-sucking ho-bag!

Honest mistake. Don't worry about it.

[Betty] Like I said, we have been very happy here,

For God sakes, it's not brain surgery. Is she still online?

If you just fire him, he'll sue you, and I'll back him up. You need cause.

For my sex addiction.

and I don't know what I'm gonna do now.

..."Too little, too late, bitch," and then I'd kick her.

God, I don't know. I'm gonna go check with Ed.

Oh, it's still a little red, but I think I got all the hot sauce out.

Dale, just do it already!

I would do anything to keep you here.

Hey, Judy. Get over here and act like a hostess!

I promised I would never institutionalise your brother.

And, yes, you have a little problem that you need some help with.

And Bree got too much...

but let's save a little of our hate for his partner in crime, the other woman.

[engine sputtering]

[chuckling] "Oh, yeah!"

She's gonna act like she doesn't want you to kiss her.