Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello, Agnes, it's me, Maddie.
What did you do to get here?
But I had to do it for his own good.
Me?
You men have been invited to live in the community...
-I'm not the one who's pregnant. -You're not?
And if you fight...
...lo come between us.
We had a little problem with the shoes.
It's no use, Herbert. The secret dies with me.
Cellblock 2 open.
I was at the zoo.
Compassion, love? No.
Agnes.
So it stacks up like this:
Prison.
I mean, Mr. Addison is one of the finest...
...I could sit on my bunk and face the wall.
Looks like Harry here fell off the waggon.
Nice to meet you.
Well, then, why are you marinating yourself in ethanol, huh?
That better not have been long distance.
Derrick really likes it when you use edge black along the soles.
They found bits of my boss under them.
Back up, come in again, and this time, say "fee fi fo fum."
It'll blow over.
Agnes, how many men have you been with?
It's fair to say you have a more than nodding acquaintance...
Laying that sob story on you about his wife.
Hundley, up and at them.
Hardly blame him, chained to this bag of crud all day long.
Back, Darwyn, back!
Now, I'd want to know if she was pregnant.
Well, I guess that's all my news, so I guess I'll say--
A woman's gotta be more than just a favourite chair, Bert.
Actually, her dress was off, but be that as it may...
And I wanna see what kind of job you can do.
Thanks, Bert.
A couple of hours ago...
I've gotta catch a plane.
He don't mean nothing, honest. He's a new guy.