Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's a grief journal.

that this is our last first day of sophomore year we'll ever have.

Thanks, Fab, but I thought we were dressing hot today.

["Composure" by Argonaut & Wasp playing]

That's how we hotheads boil over.

How can we mend the conflict of our past when the conflict of our present rages on?

I know this sounds crazy, but would you want to get dinner?

Foot fetish much?

[McEnroe] So the next morning, Devi took her dad's advice

[principal] Look who it is. Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Idiot.

Wait, you're asking me to tell you if I think you're bangable?

The Russian exchange student?

Which, my dad says, means fake.

You know, I support women.

What do you think, Doctor Ryan? Do you agree with him?

but you dress like a helpful Honda guy.

[Nalini] Devi, are you still praying? Our gods have other stuff to do, you know?

We had to keep it a secret.

[crowd cheering on TV]

Do you think John McEnroe would let that umpire tell him

We're the only students who get to eat in the teachers' lounge.

[McEnroe] Hey, look at that! It's me.

Get a load of sexy flapper girl.

You will both report here after school to do some unpaid labor in the office.

[McEnroe] When you're a normal person

[nervously] Fabiola knows.

Isn't that fantastic?

Or sharing needles.

I'm sorry. I just didn't know

Look at him, giving it back to that umpire.

Yes! His name is Prashant. He's an engineer.

I think we can all agree that last year sucked