Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

sort of like you should put them in a vase...

I was thinking this date could maybe happen this weekend.

A misunderstood artist. The Beatles would've broken up anyway.

This trust thing only works if it goes both ways.

Maybe a little glitter design.

a town where high rubber fishing boots and spittoons...

Sunday, preferably. After church.

I could take all the classes in the world, that's not gonna give me what I have.

This is beautiful.

There are more people here than there are rooms to put them in.

- You had a lot of free time. - Where are the girls?

I have a favor to ask you.

let's go out sometime and do something not too specific proposition.

- which could explain any absence. - Very thorough.

- Did you see how tall she is? - No, I haven't noticed actually.

- It was so funny. Oh, God! You remember? - I remember.

- I'm studying in there. - I know.

I'll try and manage while you're gone. Though, God knows, it won't be easy.

I had a chance to...

I asked if he'd like to have dinner sometime.

- Rory's never lied to me like that before. - That you know of.

I mean, you seem to have this really great life going...

What if she calls?

- Lane is great. - I know.

- I'm not eating alone. You're here. - I'm working.

I'm gonna yell at her from across the street.

and I'll be very upset and will possibly cry.

- You have eyes? - Yes.

And the Foo Fighters. Gods.

I was so bored I couldn't see straight.

- We're friends, that's it. - You're idiots, the both of you.