Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Dreaming about the things that we could be ♪

I was hoping you'd make it!

♪ Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto ♪

there's a lot riding on it this time.

It'll really be over.

most of you had never been in a show choir before this year,

♪ We're coming ♪

It's like winning a silver medal in the Olympics.

♪ I closed my eyes ♪

And now, from Fort Wayne, Indiana,

♪ Domo! ♪ ♪ Domo! ♪ ♪ Roboto! ♪

♪ It's more than a feeling ♪

♪ Haven't found what I'm looking for ♪

♪ 'Cause the sun is shining all the time ♪

Another golden day of sunshine here in Los Angeles.

♪ Walk away ♪

this ghost light's kind of freaking me out.

I'll probably turn it into two classrooms.

Dead man walking.

not just the fiefdoms that I like.

Three minutes until showtime.

Butt chin up, Schuester.

♪ Take that money, watch it burn ♪

♪ Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto ♪

We got to get our game faces on and win this thing, okay?

and they're gonna be sorry someday.

It's fine, honey, really. You didn't do anything wrong.

I have considered it.

For there can only be one champion show choir per nation.

Let's bring it in.

♪ And dream of a girl I used to know ♪

where he used his French-Canadian circus stylings

'Cause your songs are really good.

That don't mean you should date them.

And you... must be Blaine.

♪ Seek it out and ye shall find ♪

And if it sells,

and how second place is actually an achievement.

♪ Carried the cross of my shame ♪

They're with us in spirit.

- Oh, hey, Mercedes. - Hi!

And third place goes to...

Are you sure we should be doing this?

You're a tool, man! Come on!

bought your album in a 7-Eleven parking lot.

♪ But I still haven't found ♪

Even better! It's Mercedes Jones!

♪ Two weeks without you ♪