Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...it's not gonna happen again next year, and holidays just make people depressed.
Two Seth Cohen starter packs. We got Death Cab, Bright Eyes, The Shins...
...and me getting my ass kicked.
What is it? Is Grandpa going crazy with the company credit card again?
...into Seth's  Êber-holiday? - Yeah.
4.0 first quarter. Charity League, social chair.
Volume 1: "Confidence."
- You're in enough trouble. - Then I guess I've got nothing to lose.
- I don't judge. I only mock. - That you get from your father.
Happy holidays. License. Registration.
- You're gonna have to choose, man. - Hey.
I've got a call I need to get to.
I came here three times before I actually walked through that door.
...which means I have to spend the holidays preparing for trial.
I mean, I know how you feel about the tree...
Caleb. You have time to talk?
Come on, Seth. I'm going this way.
Well, you know someone?
That was corporate espionage. I could've fired you.
That's it? That's your whole dog-and-pony show?
- Is that what I think it is? - Figured I'd hang it.
...actually, I think we should be friends.
You're getting them the same thing?
- Enjoy the party. - You can't drive.
You'll see. You'll see too. You'll all see. You'll all see.
I don't know.
I have a really good handle on ridicule. How was your night?
Your father refused our settlement offer. He wants a trial.
- No. Why do you ask? - Okay.
I can't believe you did this. This is amazing.
You're not an alcoholic yet.
I was gone five minutes. How did this turn into Santa's workshop?
- The second one, definitely. - All right.