Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's focus on getting through the rest of the day without...
♪ Picture this I'm a bag of dicks ♪
Here comes the one percent.
N-not in, like, a violent way,
ever enter your minds?
If you don't tell me what it is,
Like, not even ironically.
I've never lied to my parents before.
Go get 'em.
That shit' s like a filing cabinet down there.
Hey, Miss Fine? You should come party with us tonight.
I... I don't know what to do once, um...
there are in this country?
All of those women are European trafficking victims.
We have to do this.
hog-tie your ankles,
- GIGI: Fuck! - You all right?
Oh, right. Right, okay.
No, I think we need to leave. Come on, let's go.
♪ But if you buy my drinks I can act like I do ♪
- GEORGE: Yeah, yeah, yeah. - (cheering and applauding)
Okay. You know what?
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
This is crazy. We graduate tomorrow.
Pre-loaded with photos of all our best high school memories.
(horn blares)
every single night! (laughs)
It's infuriating.
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
- Thank you. - Of course, of course.
- MOLLY: What? - AMY: What? No.
Visualize what you still want to achieve.
♪ And time can do so much... ♪
Do people really think I had sex with a prostitute?
- No - Wait. What?
Amy!
but much, much worse.
Can I see you again?
You know this is why people say
I thought the strawberries would have hit by now.
- the fuck out of here... - Oh, my god!
- Neck deep in what direction? - You tell me.
Congratulations, guys.
(scoffs) Because some of us enjoy working with others.
Dinner's about ready.
Would you be afraid to go to Uganda...
THEO: Morning, my queen.
AMY: No!
Hey, Amy, there's...
Come sit down, we'll cut the cake,
- That's more than Harvard. - OFFICER: Yeah.
- I will now be attempting... - AMY: Wait, look.
Oh, fuck!
on a boat, shitting in buckets.
You understand that greatness takes sacrifice.
♪ I just pay them, I don't care ♪
♪ No ice, with a straw, yeah ♪
♪ Ow, we need the funk... ♪
(chuckles)
- I'm really stressed about it. - I'm...
You know, they say you never forget your first.
- (thud) - (clattering)
Unless...
♪ Baby, let all them voices slip away ♪
♪ Motherfuckers try to tear us apart ♪
to have secrets, and now we have one.
♪ You tryna play coy like a Gameboy? ♪
I can't believe you didn't tell me
- A little. - Just a little nippy.
who's ever doubted you.
GIGI: Keep it down out there!
Or are there exceptions for ass-kissers?
- Who's "they"? - We are not one-dimensional.
to supplement the, uh, the old income.
Our, our friend, she just texted us,
Malala.
W-Well...
MOLLY:...the idea of submitting to authority.
You're 20, right?
- Amy! Amy! Amy! - (girl shushing)
- (muffled music playing) - Prepare to get bashed!
(CD player clicking)
Nobody's winning in that outfit. (hisses)
That is exactly what I am.
- Not the nose. - On the head.
- Stop! - Do pandas roar?
Jared, it's fine. Isn't she your girlfriend or something?
(inaudible)
Fuck those losers.
This isn't possible.
Yeah, and she's pregnant, too.
Ferris isn't trying to fall in love...
♪ Take my hand, take my everything ♪
- No, no, no. Gege. Gege! - (Gigi screaming)
♪ Of the cross I bear that you gave to me ♪
- Well... - Every... I mean, look at...
(stammers) So, how is your summer going?
- I have no breath. - What?
Came in a little hot there.
- I'll give you mine after. - Oh, no, no,
to really show each other how much we care
I've heard great things. And hey, everybody else
MOLLY: I have to see for myself.
- I am a powerful woman." - BOY: My boy!
Can you fetch me an inhaler? 'Cause I can't breathe, Amy.
People can sense it. It turns them off.
(upbeat music playing)
(angrily) Somebody give me the address.
(Amy inaudible)
- (girls chuckle) - All right.
- You guys are serious? - TRIPLE A: Mm-hmm.
♪ Look at these pros look at these clothes ♪
One time I ate a legal pot brownie
"My heel..." Your heel in my what?
- I am so sorry. - What the fuck?
Oh, speaking of vulva,
♪ Nobody speak ♪
What if I don't use my hands?
Boom.
We made, uh, mushroom cap and gowns.
- I meant more like... - I'm... I'm gonna go.
What if we get in trouble?
Um, it's okay.
AMY: Go!
- Ryan. Ryan, Ryan, Ryan. - Where? Where?
What if Gigi takes it and dies and our prints are on the tin?
- (woman 1 moaning) - WOMAN 2: That's fuckin' hot.
JARED: All right.
We still don't have the address to Nick's.
other people's sexual preferences?
This song goes out to my cast.
Oh, my god.
These are just mounds.
- (mace sprays) - (both exclaiming)
It's like Guy Fieri's wet dream.
She's a sad person, you know?
- You have to go. - Amy.
Molly...
(music stops)
Malala!