Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We were at the Holiday Inn, at the revolving restaurant...
Solidarity.
See? There's still room around here for me to be the adult.
I was sure she was gonna revoke my license to parent.
She signs Shaun's paychecks.
- Ryan. - Hi.
It's none of their business, you know?
You did it. That was more vague.
Oh, my gosh. Wait.
- Because it would be a favor to me? - Pretty much. Yeah.
Actually, it would mean a lot to me.
Look, I know this is tough. L...
The shopping sprees, the strip clubs. People turn against us, okay?
Come to the motel. Park across the street and walk.
I could get offered $20 million to portray a blind superhero in a red leather unitard.
He knows people at the DA's office. He can make this go away.
What about Kirsten? She's complicit in all this too.
So this is you and Summer being a couple?
- Imagine that. - Yeah, I'm guessing...
Yes, Brad, she's dating this emo geek.
No.
...more of a romantic rhombus. - So, what am I supposed to do?
You know, putting up with Trey for all those years.
Someone stop him before he starts singing "Greased Lightnin'."
...but for you, wow. - What, last night?
...but I just really needed to know... - Am I still in love with Ryan?
I just can't be like one of those couples, you know...
He's a consultant.
We got each other.
- Summer. Can we talk? - Hey, Brad, what's up?
What we have here is our very own telenovela.
Hey, dinner's ready. Slaved over hot take-out containers.
I know there's a strike, but technically...
Because you're so wise, Anna. You can't not.
I gotta motor. I don't wanna be late for homeroom.