Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Are we to suppose... - Oh, we're supposing.

Show us your PITTS!!

It's actually High School for Performing and Visual Arts.

Well, let me tell you something, Jake.

As I was saying before Billy interrupted

College is the fucking greatest!

The question now will be if this new, random helmet

You're pissing in the tall grass with the big dick dogs now.

I got the sun and the stars In the palm of my hand

Amityville? More like Amity-vile

about beating those fuckers from Arizona.

but he loved baseball and he just wanted to keep playing.

Well, he's filling the obligatory quota.

What's happening, boys?

Oh, uh, Jake Bradford.

- Ah! Shit! - Shit. Sorry.

Okay, uh, first cousin, second cousin?

Also, I'm taking a leap this year on two transfers,

Freshman Ty Plummer, catcher.

Oh! Dude, look at you, man. You're one to talk.

- Go! God! - Jesus!

some from L.A., some from Austin.

and they almost knocked me in the nuts.

Shoot, man, it's just, you know, I tell you,

- None of us do. - (VIDEO GAME BEEPS)

They don't know the first thing about it, you know?

Hey. So, what do you study?

- (PLAYING PUNK MUSIC) - (SINGING)

PLUM: Yeah, man, you get it in?

(COUGHS) that would be fucking amazing

in mid-collapse before you...

Private Beuter, are you prepared

I want a full report on my desk by the end of the day.

painting the trim on the house.

The last three nights, we've danced at a disco,

(CLEARS THROAT) Excuse me, ladies.

you have to find a moose,

Hey, yeah, I just want a fucking drink, man.

How about that? Hey, Jacob, didn't Coach Gordan say this afternoon

(VETERAN PLAYERS WHOOPING)

Hey, do you live in those new baseball houses?

You really need fucking dumb bestie's playing games She's mainly just did the phony thing you fucker you like an asshole

You like her! Oh, God, Jake!

- But I'm very loyal... - Mmm-hmm.

- ROPER: Scariness. - Wait. Oh, wait.

They made me do it.

we're not doing so hot, but we're in the early innings.

- Okay? All right. - Okay. (CHUCKLES)

Shit, if I wasn't still drunk, I think I'd be fucking dead.

I'm just looking for some kind of...

This, this, all of this,

What are all these other guys doing here?

but, uh, wow, I'm glad you called. That was quick.

You look like a fucking narc.

- JAKE: What's up, man? - Hold on one second, babe.

- I think they did. - Shit!

Don't fuck it up to make it all right

And when you do get there, ask for me, Kenny Roper.

- Okay. - Just about half.

I'm from this, uh,

FINN: Uh-oh. JAKE: What?

Flier than a Cutlass Supreme

We're gonna stay here,

Or, are you a...

The experience.

MAN: It's all right. Let them in.

- Oh, yeah. - Fuck this. I'm done.

(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)

You wanna rub your strikeout on me, man? Jesus.

PLAYER 2: Yeah.

You guys go ahead, man. I've got some unpacking to do.

PLUM: (CHEERING) Brain dead, let's go!

their finger below the chest bone, in the solar plexus,

And it's competitive, man.

- If you wanna join that. - Yeah. Yeah, maybe.

Who are these guys?

I drink a fucking screwdriver!

of mental capacity in this day and age.

And I like you.

That's what I'm talking about.

It's a little fucked up!

You're curious about what?

Welcome to college, motherfuckers.

Legendary super scout for the Reds.

It's the pack mentality, animal instincts.

Gimme some dap! Gimme some dap!

Fucking little jealous asshole crap

"It needs some tail." And ol' Ben says,

Yeah, we got all nine positions covered.

BEVERLY: Rock 'n' roll isn't about being

Used to, I'd be like, "No, don't do that."

Yo, what's happening, man?

Don't make me say it again.

- (SIGHS) Fuck! - I was thinking about sharks.

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

I'm really glad you came.

I get it. I get it. I get it!

- Y'all say what? - Bullshit!

FINN: Yeah, any second.

Hey, where's my helmet at?

I'm throwing money down the drain like no thing

I... This is supposed to be fun, and now I'm not having fun.

All right, I realize that I wouldn't know how to make it

Unlike Finn I don't drop to the knee

(GASPS) Oh, shit, it's the Led Zeppelin dude.

Well, it's not his fault. It's our fault.

It's time to grab your partner dosey-do

How's that sound?

You're all over 18, all right? Just no booze in this house.

- Kind of dumb? - No, no, no.

Call it! Wake up!

They're good for something after all.

Don't you guys have class or something?

Will you at least untuck your shirt?

- Yeah, we are. - Okay? Yeah.

Let's go, boys! Come on!

I mean, we have our first practice this afternoon, but yeah.

Guy's gonna have a fucking aneurysm on the mound.

You know, like, there's not even enough room in your body

Are you trying to... Pete Ward ain't real?

ALL: Later, Beuter!

Who's this fuck?

We could just... Right here. You know?

And we could get hopped up on the tea and the crumpets.

I actually don't think at all. I just, you know, I talk a lot.

- Oh, I see. - ...flicking each other's knuckles.

- Yeah. - It's unbelievable

just pulling me back in the boiling pot!

- My cupcake. Come on. - (LAUGHS) I can't.

We the cream of the crop

never who they want.

- Big mouth! - Yeah.

a double chamber cooling system on that thing.

- I didn't hear anything. - ROPER: Delusional.

Fuck you, Sound Machine! Let's fucking go!

from all the guys talking about how huge they are.

visual artists like (SNORTS) anything they could find.

- Infielder? - Pitcher.

Unfortunately true.

(WHISPERING) Any other litmus tests?

Bachelor number one!

Man, there are six bands in town,

If I sense any question I'll put you to the test

So, shit, if you wanna succeed,