Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My wife loves being married to a corporate sellout.

- I have no one. - She's gone.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Sandy, this isn't how they do things around here.

- No, no, you don't mean that. - Yes, I do.

- I need Ryan. - You can't have him.

I mean, a teenage girl palms a dozen painkillers...

...and a file clerk to do all the heavy lifting for you.

It's Julie who's giving me the problem.

- Oh, so this is Rachel. - This is Rachel.

Did you ask Ryan what he wants for lunch?

Your grades are borderline, but acceptable.

Jimmy, hi. Is Marissa okay?

Sure. Summer's idea.

I can't change where I'm from, but I can change where I'm going.

And if you fight me on this...

He doesn't wanna eat. He's on a diet.

- He's not going anywhere. You two, out! - You don't understand!

You and I still need to talk about your little surprise trip to Tijuana.

Marissa's dad can't even get her out of here. How are we supposed to?

...he's going to need a much better lawyer than you to get him out.

- Right? - Right, of course.

Hey, no peeking.

Hey. Check out my new mug shot.

Seth. I have two hours until I take this test.

And I'll even see a therapist if you want. But I wanna do it here.

...but I would rather have you hate me now than risk losing you again.

Okay. I can't wait.

His office said he was having welcome drinks with a few of his...

If there's a problem, you'll have your attorney present.

- Oh, hi, guys. - Dr. Talley, Miss Kimrey. How are you?

- Do you wanna do something tonight? - You're not, like, into him, are you?

Look, I know you're only trying to help, but you're just making everything worse.