Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But I had... I know you had one.
Because it's pronounced "Aaron".
On TV, yes. On TV. They're on television.
Trey, I told you man, no strippers.
- Aah! Aah! - Whoa! Unh!
NOW TAKE YOUR ASS ON DOWN TO OH-SHAG-HENESSY’S OFFICE
I got my eyes on you, Jay Quellin.
I'm your substitute teacher! Not a chocolate-and-candy-eater! I'm not from a book or any movie!
(laughs) You don't understand what I'm sayi...
You done messed up, A.A. Ron,
- a real... - a real rapscallion.
- You know Amy's gonna be there. - Yeah, I know.
Lewis has yet to make any alliances.
Is there a Dee-Nice?
If you can shoot me in the gut, I'll concede.
- Really? - Yeah. She's white.
- Yes, sir. - My name is Blake.
Yeah, what the [bleep]? I'm not doing that.
- What's up guys? - Hey, you guys.
Son of a bitch! (clattering)
Oh...
(hinges creaking)
so don't even think about messing with me.
Well, that's all right.No bup-bup-bup- bup, okay? No bup-bup-bup-bup.
(imitating surf rock music) Joey. Get off... Joey.
Dude, dude, dude. Amy's white. She's not gonna care.
Yeah.
Where is A.A. Ron right now?
What do you say... we get a stripper?
'cause you need to earn they respect first.
- Decker, you have two wounded arms. - Gut shot! Go!
Uh, do you mean "your namesake"?