Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's all in the wrist.

- We're monsters. - I like monsters. But not us.

- You guys. - What's up?

Look, Cohen, he's my friend. He's your friend too.

...the beach, they can go there.

All right, fine, I will ask him to the mall. You know what?

We'll sit down a couple of times a week, you do what you want...

I was blubbering like a baby.

And I'll tell you this much. If by tomorrow morning...

What is it? Chicken-flavored soy malt.

Thanks, man, for getting me out here.

- I forgot you were an expert. - Oh, dude, running away?

Honestly, I'm not so good. How about you?

Yeah, a lot's happened.

- Yeah. - Good.

The night I realized my wife didn't love me anymore...

Marissa's not happy.

...who wants a cocktail?

- You really don't remember me? - No.

What did you do?

I worry about her all the time.

We need to stay here so I don't strangle him in public.

Well, it took me a long time to save up enough money to buy it.

You think we should put your photo on the cover every month?

Right, I mean, why would she be jealous?

Yeah. Too bad we were busy driving stolen cars around Chino.

A little blast from the past.

...lives weren't hard enough.

This thing with Lindsay is...

Are you crazy? They were, like, the worst couple ever.

Marissa's only been in love once...

I was watching a peanut butter commercial on television.

- Go, go! - Seth, quit cheating.

Well, we'll find our groove.