Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[school bell rings]

You have a great imagination, Blair.

Congratulations.

And he, like, hired us on the spot.

since we--we got the... the perp.

[chuckles] And who wants to see me with a baby?

[condom wrapper tears]

[chuckling] Okay.

Hey, we get it.

-["Closer" continues playing] -[both groan]

[Sterling sighs]

Okay, we need to find him.

Where she took that stupid helicopter to her lake house.

Just ask Michael Phelps.

Bajillion John Stevenses that belong to Men's Parlor?

[exhales deeply]

What would the whole school... say?

Damn it, don't you run from me.

-And dude's gonna give us 1000 dollars. -Fast math!

[cell phone bleeps]

The pressures of Fellowship too much already?

You know what? I'm going to give that dude a piece of my mind.

If you deliver me John Stevens,

That's right, you'll have to get jobs.

for three days straight.

You're absolutely right.

That sounds fair.

Hey, Mr. Stevens?

-Oh. Um... Yeah, okay. -Wait, are you wussing out?

Like, full repetitive penetration.

we had a lot of great candidates,

Ovarian cancer's got her any day now.

I wasn't going to meet up with a bounty hunter unarmed.

-[girls gasp] -"Little C-words?"

Oh, my gosh, Blair, that was crazy.

Get out of here! Oh, peach! [chuckles]

And y'all gonna swoop in and snag my bounty, huh?

The address alone won't get you very far.

-So we are, yes? -Yeah! Hell yeah!

You experienced my world premiere.

"The Lord is my shepherd.

-Yeah. -Hey, at least with Fellowship,

-All right. I'm out of here. -Bye, dude.

-Two-forty. -Shut the hell up, Cayden!

Oh, come on, let's just take the truck.

-And why is that? -You need us to get in it.

check out my Instagram,

Everything makes you horny.

in the face of the--

Uh, they're good.

[tires screech]

-[boy] No, you will... -[girl] You want to try and win?

I've been tracking this broke-dick dog...

[man] What's all this hollerin'?

Oh, yeah, we brought him in before.

thanks for nothing, Miles.

Yeah. Yes, Mama.

We've decided that you two will have to pay for the repairs.

Satan's wicked temptation.

Hi, Mr. Bowser! Meet our parents.

and lacrosse season's coming up.

Okay, just texted Bowser that we're on our way.

Just let her be happy.

And then we slip some of my melatonin into Mr. Stevens' drink,

Okay, but like I was saying, guys,

Skipped bail last week, even.

-Go away! -Hey.