Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- All right! - Get up there!
Karger, get in! Blye, out!
I know you're in there. I can see your feet.
Are you all right, Lucas?
-Gosh, I don't know. -You'll be 33.
I didn't wanna say anything. Here.
Welcome to Nationals!
It sounds like fun, Lucas.
- There! - There!
We're screwed. Lucas. Power 29 sweep on one.
Throw it to Lucas!
Age differences can be good. You have to keep an open mind.
That's all anybody needs as far as I'm concerned.
- That is so tacky. - Oh, beautiful.
Well, didn't you hear what they said? Away games and buses. . .
. . .I'm sure he'll give you an A.
If I was you, I wouldn't stick around to see the movie.
- Can we get a little organization here? - Let's turn it up.
If you need to go in front of my car, go ahead. Really, I won't kill you.
. . .and crazed and congested, and we're running 90 minutes late.
I'll pay you back if it costs a lot.
To the dance.
I'll see you guys inside.
Do you?
It's just a hang-up. Haven't you ever realized that?
-How was your summer? -Did you hear about Triechel?
Blew his brains out with a book of poetry open and a rose.
- Look at that! - It doesn't move.
-I'm interested in destiny. -Yeah?
There are certain people you like in a certain way. . .
- What is that? - It'll teach you how to dance!
- I think it's ugly. - Does it bite?
I said, in an orderly fashion!
Hi.
-You said he helped you once. -Oh, right. Yeah, with my schoolwork.
They're all gone, you know. The locusts.
Can I just suit up?
Let's score some beers.
I used to treat him like everybody else does.
That's Cappie Foew, number 88. Good buddy of mine.
-Ever heard of Romeo and Juliet? -Was she a dental technician?
Watch where you're going!
-You rented a tux? -Yeah, I rented it.
Hi, Lucas.
Figure it out. And in the meantime, don't call people superficial. . .
It's perfect your name's Maggie.
You'll be voted prom queen. You never know.
You better watch your mouth, fat boy. Learn to be like Lucas.
-Yeah. Do you wanna play tennis? -I wish I could, but I can't.
. . .until your parents come in and talk with me.
He was in love with a dental technician.
She wasn't your girlfriend, Luke.
Holy shit.
Sure.
I hate to say this, but there's something in your hair.
Luke, get out of here! I'm gonna wring your neck!
Come on out, Lucas.
Or what beverages may be consumed.
- Phone's not listed. - Let's go to his home.
All right!
Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!
- Did you hear about Lucas? - What about him?
-Hi. -Hello.
Football players.
I just wish that school would never start.
Hey! You two are going out?
You should listen to the lady.
Actually, I am. I'm an athlete.
Thank you.
You can either stop being nice to her, or you can forget about me.