Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Dude, I can totally see you. - Dude. Right.
Nothing.
- What're these for? - Packing up Johnny's room.
Well, the pressure was on.
And sort of helped it happen.
You've never liked Valentine's Day before.
You know, I actually know just the guy for the job.
Everything okay?
- You wanted to see me? - Got off the phone with Dr. Griffin.
Johnny!
I'll get Maya to the party if you try and embrace the holiday.
We don't belong together.
It is now.
- That's not porn. - It's a list of my yakuza DVDs...
- Well, what does she wanna do? - Who knows.
I love you. And I think you love me too.
...or just to talk, let me know. - Thanks.
Oh, I know. It's us who needs you.
- There You Go. - Thank you.
- Maybe we'll see both of you. - Yeah.
This isn't awkward.
Yes, well, I think I might have left it somewhere around here...
So I guess you won't worry about Johnny coming between you and Marissa.
Hello. Julie Cooper-Nichol, Kaitlin's mother.
- I practically majored in paperwork. - Are you sure you don't mind?
The most recent and troubling lies include but are not limited to the following:"
...for emergency care and outpatient services.
You guys, he's probably gonna be fine.
Well, I mean, we could do something during the day.
Sandy's no fan of Valentine's Day either.
Johnny never liked that nickname.
- Good night. - All right, good night.
I thought you might want a ride back to school.
That it's vacuous, a commercially-driven, hollow shell of a holiday?
Well, maybe she thinks of you as a man, not a kid.
You're carrying groceries or moving something, so someone offers to help.
Summer deserves a good man.
I'm not sure that's true about severe head injuries.
...for a more physical one.
...not that I'd know what a cake knife looks like.
- You just have to trust me. - Yeah, well, I don't.