Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Friends, girls, your parents? - Yeah. Yeah, that's it. My parents.

- Summers. - What's up, Peter?

I'm sorry, that's none of my business.

This girl isn't dealing. She's giving death a long, sloppy word-kiss.

You spilled coffee. I'm not saying you don't have Slayer grace, but it's not the first time.

I'll be keeping an eye on you.

We just... We just do what we can.

Hey, Dawn. Yeah, we did have an assignment, but I didn't write it down.

- Yeah. Actually, yeah. - What do you have to read it for?

And second of all, you should know there is nothing shameful about being gay. Nothing.

"Trees crackle, sunshine blares."

- You did good work on her. She looks good. - Thanks.

or you can join the French foreign legion, or anything you want.

Thank God it's Friday.

No, that's her dad. Open it.

- We just wanna make sure that Cassie's... - Well, that's a lie!

cos they're really mean and I think they're gonna be fat.

Let me cut to the chase. I hear you can't get a date for the winter formal.

- I don't know. It's late. I'll miss my bus. - I know it's late.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. - No, it's OK.