Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's on her way back to Indiana.
Come on. I got that pool competition in four hours.
That's my brother.
At this reading, it looks like any of our finalists...
Well, Chrissy's busy, man, and, uh...
It's just an aggressive style of skating.
But you had to go up against my brother...
Hey, man, I want money for my ramp!
Hey, I said seventy-five cents.
She's blonde
You think it's a little late for that now, Chrissy?
You send Mom a picture...
All racers, please report to the start immediately.
Tonight, man!
Yeah. I'm coming! I'm coming, all right?
Where am I supposed to put all this stuff, anyway?
you hang around here, you hang out with Daggers.
She's black
and we're just moments away...
- Come on, man. - Come on!
Don't worry.
BE THERE!
Gnarly.
Don't blame me for your broken arm.
There's that backside carve. Here it is.
Yeah! Come on. Come on!
Nah. You're OK.
- Come on. Hurry up. - I'm coming.
Tommy, why isn't Velvet taking me to the bus station?
Hey, there's Corey.
Hey. Hey, Engledork... out of the car, huh?
Will you let me in the door? Hey, driver!
Oh, yeah? Well, after the L.A. Massacre...
- How's the ramp, you guys? - Yeah. Come down here!
Yeah, well, I hope the mountain doesn't waste them.
Coming through!
Gargantua, please. Don't touch my Elvis.
You like games, right, Valley Boy?
You know, he's going to make two bucks...
- We're covered for the summer. - That's right.
Where have you been? It's late.
That's seven-ply...
- Don't be afraid, all right? - I'm not afraid.
- Hi. - I need to talk to Chrissy.
Come on. Hurry up.
I heard you had a little accident yesterday.
I'm classy. I swear. I know him.
Well, if my shop teacher saw me doing this...
it's time for the Thrash Bash.
Still a little rough, but what do you think?
I can see traffic starting to back up...
- You want my opinion? - That's right.