Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did you meet the ex?
-Dad, are you okay? -Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry.
-Shoot! I left my purse upstairs. I'll be right back. -We're gonna miss the movie.
Yeah, I know.
-That's one way to put it. -Who are you kidding, Gail?
Your old law school professor.
-Fistfights, fashion shows. -Definitely. Basically, life in Orange County.
-Or ask Kirsten to talk to him. -No.
Lindsay asked me to be the buffer tonight between her and Caleb.
You have no idea.
-Don't let her talk me into staying the night. -You can't.
Okay, here we go.
'Kay, first of all, "obsessed," pretty strong word.
-I know you did. -All right, yes, I did.
This high-rise office complex has panoramic ocean and country club views.
That is it, I am pulling the plug.
I-I just want to be able to see my daughter once again before...
-What are you going to do? -I got to call the professor, but I...
-Dude, they're just drawings. -Of a girl you were clearly obsessed with.
Pretty much. .. no.
Hey. How was dinner?
-He's not gonna be happy about this. -Do you really care about Caleb Nichol's happiness?
I'm sure. But thanks.
I wouldn't know. Caleb took off before we could order.
-Do you not want to do it? -No, I do, sort of.
You should, though.
Funny, that's what she said.
So, even if he did call me...
Okay. Look, it was his idea in the first place.
If I find her, I'm gonna try and convince her to turn herself in and you know, let the case go to trial.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
It was just a very long summer, and I'm sorry, and I will destroy all of them right now. I just need to find my X-Acto knife.
We could go down to the... There's a nice place...
who you are, what you're like
As in Rebecca Blume, love of your life?
Oh. It means, I was drunk.
Good night.
Oh, no, actually, Sanford, I was going to call you.