Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They light candles and leave teddy bears.
It's time for Sean to leave.
You guys used to be the fun table.
How weird was that lunch?
I wanted to, remember?
No, just a routine follow-up.
We also know about someone who might've wanted to hurt her.
You could sleep in Emily's room.
Oh, is that the new fiance?
We still on for the movie?
Mom, this is, uh, Maya St. Germain.
We promised we'd never bring up the Jenna thing again, remember?
Current conditions are partly cloudy...
We received a call from Rosewood Mall security.
- You look tired. - Haven't gotten much sleep.
We should've told the police the truth about Jenna's accident.
MAN Will the following students please come to the office?
- Hey. - Hey.
How's the studying going?
We heard that you were in Philadelphia at a school for the visually impaired.
Her room.
You both like to win.
- Do you want your own? - I'd rather share yours.
There's a massive storm system headed our way...
I kind of sleep in the middle.
I can understand how you're not sleeping.
It's too hard to sit in this room every day and call you "Mr. Fitz."
Here. Thank you.
- She'd so kill me if I told you. - She's dead.
It is when you're giving false statements.
- Yeah. - Yeah, you guys were tired.
If you knew her parents, you'd understand.
Who is?
She's a teenage girl, Ella.
The girl I used to be.
No. We're not even sitting at that table.
I think Brad Pitt and I are missing the same sensitivity chip.
...than I have. What should I know?
We just started our first week at class, and I've already been nominated...