Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, there is such a thing.
We could go to sleep.
And you know what that means: Chitchat.
...but you're just freaked out and don't know what to do.
- Portsmouth? - What?
- I'll try. - At least we'll know where we are.
- I forgot about that. - Me, too.
Mom, Max and I are not together anymore. The wedding is off.
College is gonna be amazing. I can't wait.
You can't just go inside. You need a guide.
Okay.
I wish I did love him.
- 'Satanic forces are at work here. ' Mom. - What?
We saw a dorm and figured it might be mine.
We could sing Anarchy in the UK at the top of our lungs.
You were a good cake, Clyde. I never should have named you.
Well done.
So many thoughts about my life then...
No, wait, please give me some titles. I'll write them down.
Out of sight, out of mind
We can't be lost. We don't know where we're going.
She was right at home.
If you're going to take the class, you have to take a seat.
- I don't know where it's going. - I need Highway to Hell.
How did you get them past customs?
- I've only had it six years. - It's like I have glaucoma.
and not the most important day of your life.
I don't really want to go into all the whats and whys and gory details right now...
- Are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure.
I can't even think of a second synonym for 'uninformed. '
We just got back. Mom, is it okay if I go to Lane's for a bit?
This one makes me feel just like I'm in your finger.
How's the spreading of the news going?
- Why do you insist on taking slides? - I like slides.
Okay, Rizzo. I'd like to listen a little bit more.
Iced tea spoons, right?
No way.
- What's this? - Refill number 9.
- Looky-looky here. - What are you doing?
- Cool! Fred Gwynne. - Who?
Are you looking for a place to live?
- What are you people doing? - We're watching hummingbirds.
So push in some chairs. We're gonna make some fresh scones.
Different books. I want to be able to converse intelligently with each of them.
- I've been feeling like a jerk. - Why?
Who Moved My Cheese? Stuff you already know.