Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What is this, an ambush? - No, no, no, no.

- Why not a hybrid? - Why not a hybrid?

DAMON: No, I just think that the cross-promotional opportunities for Atomic County are endless.

Honey? Are you there?

Damon thought it would be a really good idea to introduce you to everyone.

None of those kids at the party have so much as a traffic ticket.

- Are you staying locally? - No, Orange County, actually.

You know, I've got to tell you something.

He's got about eight kids and six are daughters.

There were definitely sparks between her and Carter. I was thinking we could help set them up.

- Whose list are you on? - Jess's. Marissa Cooper.

- How do you know I'm not working for the cops? - I asked around.

- What exactly are you saying? - I'll let my attorney talk for me.

- And risk keeping a drug dealer near his daughter's school? - I'm not a drug dealer.

Do you want a coffee?

Yeah, well, thinking before speaking is not exactly Trey's strong suit.

Right. What do you mean?

That's why you need to bring her to the party.

I wasn't going to let her go to jail for it.

And if that means finding the person that's really responsible...

I spent the last few weeks trying to get past

- What's all this? - What does it look like?

I can't believe Seth is missing his favorite band.

Well, that's a good thing, right?

she doesn't think it's a good idea for us to start seeing each other.

We're just looking forward to hearing your thoughts and concerns.

You need to get out of here, bitch. This is a private party.

- No, stop it. - Right?

Maybe I should stay with Summer tonight.

Listen, Caleb's old. His health is not good.

What about you? I mean, you can't peel away for an afternoon?

No, look, I just wanted to help Marissa out.

- What party? - A party? That is awesome of you.

You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you by the State of California.

Seriously, shoot me in the face. Speaking of which, is Summer around?