Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where they are weak, we will be strong.

That Summers girl. I smell trouble, I smell expulsion,...

Any sign of her? She said she was coming.

I did "Burning Man" in Black Rock. A great festival. You should've been there.

- She doesn't remember it. - I bet she doesn't.

I like your hair.

Trout! Yes, trout... is a fish.

All right, I've got something. It's Latin, so bear with me.

Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever, but get over it.

- My nose is cold. - Let me get that for ya.

I figured you two losers would be getting into trouble.

Do I even have to dignify that with a guess?

..and the blood - this is very unclear - of the closest person...

"Use the Force, Luke."

Vampires. The ones you could handle yourself.

I think we had the upper hand... in a subtle way.

They'll do anything for him.

W-we just have to think. Where would they have taken them?

I can't imagine finding any redeeming...

We'd better get to class.

Happy to oblige.

..and just the faintest aroma of jail.

Our summer was yawn-worthy. Our biggest excitement was burying the Master.

We saved you a seat.

Does either of you have a cross? Sloppy.

# We belong, yes, to-to-together...

Gosh, it's good to be home.

- Good God. - Why would somebody want Master bones?