Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Corey Webster is up. We'll see what he does.

Yeah. He's been talking about it ever since I got here.

- Cool quad-rubbers, Boze. - Sit back and shut up.

What do you want me to do? Kid sisters, huh?

This is serious. Be cool, you guys.

You're gonna be the most beautiful girl at the club.

Velvet, wait. Don't tell Tommy, OK?

All right, Corey. All right.

That black eyed beauty with the golden crotch

What are those guys trying to prove, anyway?

Hey, Bozo, man...

Because I'm your brother, so I'm taking you.

but I'm giving him a fair chance.

Hey, you sure you don't want to stay?

Listen. Do you have her number back in Indiana?

Hey, Bozo. Bozo, come here.

Oh, it's the Ramp Locals.

Thanks. I like it.

she'll be busy for the rest of the summer...

At this time, ladies and gentlemen...

It's just a game, right, Valley Boy?

Let's hit it, girls.

Among those skaters shooting at the trophies...

These skaters will be hitting speeds...

Chicks, man. There's chicks here.

But let me tell you, little boy, she'll clean your clock

like, a surf-two position, you know...

- Yeah? - Tommy? It's me.

Webster is ripping this pool apart.

I just took her to the bus station.

I understand how you feel...

Corey, whatever this fight thing is about tonight...

- Really? - Yeah.

I go to the club last night with my kid sister...

You never been to a downhill, have you?

I don't have nothing.

Money. Got to pay the money, then we'll go.

Didn't I tell you I'd set you up?

My little sister Chrissy, bro.

Come on. Let's just go.

high above our 20-mile course in our official helicopter...

Hey, if it isn't the Ramp Locals.

Look out! Look out!