Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Um... [clears throat]

Yeah, I... Yeah... You know what, I actually, um... I'm gonna go pee.

Me and, and her.

and throw the ball around just to make him run, you know?

Okay. I don't let people walk all over me. All right? I just don't...

from now on, you're gonna be the best of friends.

[Edgar] And with you, it always comes back to Bertie.

Me too. My whole life. [chuckles]

When I talk... you listen.

and Mr. Baker Jr. said that I need to pull the team together, or else.

I always wondered what she did to you.

[continues humming]

You're the one who's different, Carson. Okay?

-Mmm-hmm. -[chuckles]

Hey! What are we doing?

Uh, it's a... I was working on a comic for Guy.

Can we focus on the fucking game, please?

You forgot your gear.

-Great. -Jesus.

Your mama and I learned how to cut hair together.

-But good, you know. I'm okay, so... -Good.

I can't. I hate talking in front of people,

-No, but you can... -And I left a pot. I left a pot.

Hey, Coach. I think you need to relax a little bit.

[horn sounding]

Yes, I wanna know what's really going on.

-Why do you think he left? -Why else would he leave?

This looks good.

Yeah, it's the only thing I want.

I don't know what happened to make you talk like this...

You. You're starting.

-Ha-ha-ha. -[all laughing]

Oh, okay. Sure.

I just need to talk for a second.

-Oh, I am so good. Yeah. -Oh, good.

That's okay. That's okay, it's still a great day.

Just had it handed to her.

Yeah, okay. And remember, right in the mouth.

Well, I am Bertie. Everything else you said is up in the air.

-Okay, yep, sure, fine. -Okay.

But I'm the "fiery troublemaker"?

Thanks. This helped.

It's a very high register.

her parents had her put away.

You kept touching my butt last night.

-Now I know you're the one who threw her away. -You will not disrespect me

Keep your money.

-Uh... -Oh, come on, do you even wanna be here?

We're gonna beat 'em so bad they're gonna turn from Blue Sox to Black Sox!

[crowd chattering indistinctly]

All right, city girl.

I can't keep doing this to myself.

I think I might love her too.

[moaning softly]