Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why don't I meet you at the diner. - Okay. All right. I'll see you there.
- She'll take away my car. - We'll give you a ride.
This is what you do. You'll be great.
Girls should be home...
Give me five minutes.
- Morning. - Good morning.
With over 300 signatures. Basically, the entire student body.
And Dr. Kim, she's always seemed pretty reasonable.
- You are so right. - You know, I could really go for a drink.
Marissa is your number one rival.
Wait. So, what are you guys saying?
I don't know what she's saying, but it can't be good.
T-shirts are fine. They're in the car. It's Marissa.
That's really nice.
To what?
He should have, right before he was defeated and exiled.
- Of course she is. - Wait! Stand down, private.
So no rhinos to plasty today?
I'm gonna get the operation, and get back on my board.
You mean, General Townsend?
The boys have poster board and paint.
How could I say no? Who's the chairman this year?
I'd do a few surf competitions...
The thought has crossed my mind.
It's our last night, before our last semester of our last year of high school.
As I'm sure you all know, Marissa Cooper shot a boy in the back.
- They're so hopeful. - Here we are to ruin everything.
...so I can say without hesitation...
- Thanks so much for doing this. - Yeah, it means a lot.
- So we have to make it last. - It's hard to argue with that logic.
Say...
...Marissa Cooper is a threat to anyone...
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Excuse me.
Oh, yeah. You gotta bury him.
- But I still don't have to reinstate. - You don't have to reinstate...
Yeah, well...
The judge has a son, Nick. And he's got a drug problem.
- lf you'd just loosen up, you would... - I would be one of the popular girls.
But Ms. Townsend is correct.