Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So if it's the right thing to do, why don't I want you to go?
...and I find it totally insensitive. - I'm being insensitive? Really? How?
If you don't wanna help him, I understand. I didn't think you'd do it in the first place.
No, I should probably start on my homework.
Want a rematch? Because I couldn't possibly get any worse.
Well, first Marissa, then Theresa.
But if you want Sandy's help after all these years...
Right. Well, we'll just go back to being friends.
You packing?
- Hey, how was Pittsburgh? - It was good to be home.
Yeah. Yeah, it is.
...and scrutiny in the spotlight. - What spotlight?
Befriending any beautiful woman who cares to dine with us?
- What are you doing for dinner? - Nothing.
You are so beautiful, you know that?
- I missed you. - I've missed you too.
- I need to talk to you. - I'll IM you later.
You pay Uncle Shaun to be your friend. I guess he qualifies. What did he do?
Permits mysteriously approved at the last second.
Hey, baby. Who's that?
I think I should probably go home.
...did you talk to Summer yesterday? - Yeah.
...I could never understand. And how Ryan is the most important thing in the world...
Well, Wonder Woman is supposed to have an invisible jet...
- Thank you. - Overexposure, Ryan...
I want it handled like a friend. Quietly.
- This is not the stuff of great romance. - But, Mrs...
Luke, I'm Marissa's mother. You're a student at this school.
No.
...they used to have a place over there on Linda Isle.
Yeah, Summer and I are...
...that in that room that you accidentally stumbled into...
...to believe a bellyful of liquor or a wild coincidence would put you in that room?
Victor, with the sexy handlebar moustache.
Judging from Eddie's phone voice, it's probably gonna be you.
I mean, dumped by Seth Cohen?
- I just need time to think. - Yeah, you need about five years.
That's for a worthy cause.
- Hey. - Hey.
- We're friends. - And she's back in town for...?
...and I would walk down the aisle in a real white dress...
In the church where my mom goes, there's a stained glass window...
You don't have to ignore him, Summer.
Motels, homerooms, dioramas.
When were you guys ever friends?
Do you need to stretch so you won't pull a hammy?
Your diorama.
Right, coward. Got it.