Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're under arrest for first-degree murder in the death of Chelsea Lange.

You know what I've never understood? Why did they change the siren noise?

...do either one of you have a mint, or a piece of gum, or something?

Ann Landers sucks!

"James, what the hell are you talking about?"

- Tarragon? - Yeah.

It seems to me that chalk outline guy...

- Do you have any regrets? - How are you?

"James, what the hell are you talking about?"

Okay, yeah, all right. You guys gotta put a negative spin on everything.

Why don't you just call 911?

All right. So that's one tuck and one no-tuck.

The way I've always done it, and the way I'll always do it.

- He didn't actually do it. - Yeah, well, we don't think.

...you will never see the light of day again.

I'll tell you, if I owned a company, my employees would love me.

...from the police car in which he was being held.

- Society's filled with them. - No.

I told you, you should have had breakfast.

That it's a lonely place even when you're stuck in traffic on the freeway?

- What? But, lieutenant- - You heard me. Let him go.

When you get released from jail because the murderer struck again

- Tell me. - Your breath is fine.