Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can Even Pull Off A Reasonable One,

Big As You Want.

Why Don't You Just Stay Out Of This?

Are You Ok? That Was A Great Run.

I'm Gonna Need You 24/7 For Like Photo Shoots, Promos,

Kids Who Skate-- Come On, California's Filthy With 'Em.

He Was All Over That Ramp!

Besides, The Wyatts Are Mormon.

Can I Talk To You For A Second?

B.J.'S Using It.

All I have to do is play better!

Ok, Dude. This Is It.

So, How Was Your Day?

Excuse Me. Can I Ask You Guys A Question?

Did You See That!

At least we had a good time

Yeah. I Head It Too.

Did You Say To Yourself,

Yo! Earth To Brink!

Maybe He Could Save It For School.

And You Better Not Lose, Man.

Well, We're All Gonna Miss You, Buddy.

We All Need The Money, Brink.

Oh, Man, Why Did You Have To Remind Us?

To Help Out Around Here.

Well, That Look Of Yours

Dude, Are You Ok?

Brink. I Like Brink.

And I'll Do Some Of My Own Stuff On My Own, All Right?

Ok, Give Me Some Shots Of The Skates.

Dad, It's $200 A Week.

But, Gab, You Gotta Understand--

I Didn't Listen To You, Dad.

Could Be Today's Wild Card.

[ Announcer ] It's Zuma Beach, California,

But It Was Only Gonna Be For A Little While.

That's A Lot Of Money.

And A Huge Stylish Flyfish.

He Ends With Still A High Score. A 97.

A Nice Royale All The Way Down The Rail.

VVVVVVVVVVVWATCH*

I Want To See It Laid Out And Inverted.

I've Got Your Numbers.

They All Can't Be No-Talent, No-Skill,

I Don't Think So.

That Never Throw Away Anything.

You Guys, Come On. I Quit Val's Team.

Hey, Betty Crockers.

Don't Joke. That Happened To An Uncle Of Mine.

For...Geez, What Was It?

Now, That's Dope.

Which One Of Us Could Handle That?

Next Up, Andy "Brink" Brinker.

Think He'll Show?

I've Got To Be Home By 5:30.

Means There's An Open Spot On The Team.

Cool. We'll Go Down To The Beach.

Is That "Fine" As In "Good,"

So I Could Get You Guys Some Stuff.

Don't, Don't. I'll Just Read About It In The Papers.

Why Not Sooner?

You, You're In.

I Haven't Seen Peter Or Jordy For Awhile.

And A Huge 920 But Lands Awfully Low.

We're In This For The Fun.

After The Championship.

Well, If You Change Your Mind, Let Me Know.

You Are A Good Son.

That's His Problem.

Skating? Too Much? Me?

I Thought He Should Put Some Ice On It,

I'd Give You Back Your Clothes Too,

What About Our Session?

And That Goes For You Too, Worm.

I'm Just A Little Tired.

You Got Beef With Me,

He's Tired And He's A Teenager.

Such A Beautiful Mixture Of Airs, Grinds, And Spins.

It's About Time, Man.