Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, when you make a mistake...
Will you go to the dance with me?
If you were to come forward to the judge with the right documentation, the D.A. would drop the charges, case would go away.
- What are you doing home from school? - I'm on my lunch break.
When I asked you out that day for Seth, I wanted it to be me.
- This would devastate my daughter. - And what about mine?
What do you need, Cohen?
Caleb, it's me.
Well, if she didn'tlove you before,then this display of courage and dedication should definitely do the trick.
- I understand you had a run-in with my son-in-law. - He came to see me, but I didn't say anything.
Ryan Atwood... are you scared of a girl?
Here, finally. Can you carry these to the storeroom?
How about some eggs?
Okay.
All right, no romance in the workplace.
My eye, I think you just scratched my cornea.
I know. I'm sorry. But he's not my boyfriend.
Actually, we're...
- Of your big mouth. He saw us talking. - When?
Hey... how you doing?
Well, you know, at least I won't have to deal with Cohen knowing that I'm going alone.
Oh, so a ninja's like a super hero.
Are the boys still here? We should get some pictures before they head out to the big dance.
- Yeah, nice going. - Right back at ya.
Oh, no. What are those?
I was.
Come in.
I don't know, is there something you wanted to talk about?
And your first dance of the year as social chair.
Ryan, I'm working off the bus stop motif, bro.
Hmm... let me think about it.
- I've got class. - What do you need me to grab?
- You'd probably hate it. - I guess it's a good thing that no one's asked me, then.
- So I asked her to the dance. - She said no.
What could he possibly have done that he would rather go to jail than admit to?