Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You've flunked driver's ed twice. Show me some moves, or you'll be taking the bus.

I got a history report due tomorrow.

This would never have happened to my mother.

If your supreme klutziness out there today takes me out of the running,

Check out the books on witchcraft.

- I don't... feel so good. - Buffy?

- Good Lord! - She wanted to relive her glory days.

Regular smoking, with a cigarette - not, like, being smoky.

- You're in a good mood. - I am!

there's this girl, Amy, and she trains with her mom, like, three hours a day.

Maybe nothing will.

Give me the dark.

Lishanne, can you tell me why these chemicals have this reaction?

Obviously, not enough. Who's our next alternate?

Those of you in track one may begin your dissections now.

- We had try-outs today. - Oh, great. How'd it go?

We have to achieve our dreams, Amy. Otherwise, we wither and die.

Any common denominators in cases of spontaneous combustion?

You are totally and completely one of the girls! I'm that comfy with him.

If she gains an ounce, she padlocks the fridge and only eats broth.

Cheerleading was kind of her mom's last hurrah.

- Really, you could? - We need to find her books.

- They got married after graduation. - That's kinda romantic.

- Forget that. - It'll just take a minute.

- Fierce competition, though. - I know you'll do fine.

Give me the power.