Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not asking you to do that.

It's a disgrace.

Don't care. I am too pissed off

Well, I've never seen House of Flying Daggers.

You got something you want to tell me?

I went over to his place today.

Maybe he went over to borrow something, like a book.

It's about your father.

You better not be screwing with me.

He hooked up with Marissa.

I'm coming around.

We both want to take you to the prom.

Well, this is me.

Apparently, I'm the only one who's not.

You know, but I bet it is for everybody.

except whine about Summer.

What time is it?

Which doesn't explain, why are you back here?

So, how is she? Well, the doctor says she'll be fine.

All right. Let me help you in.

to prom with Summer.

he comes roaring back asking for more.

Oh? I kind of... That's sort of the catch. No, Two's better.

but somewhere, if you look inside yourself,

Reed, we're really sorry.

What am I supposed to think?

It's meant to be shared.

Would you like to do something tomorrow night?

Okay. No hurry on the margs.

I'm making a run for it.

Face it: you two can't do anything together

He better be really sick-- like, dead--

on the beach, and your girl, she can drink,

I can't handle another debacle.

you're too stubborn to say to her face.

you think you've driven him away,

I could've found them in half the time without my glasses.

and one just Seven.

Exactly. If I go, I have to decide

Dude, she is totally hanging by a thread.

And if you don't

I understand you're probably

You're wrong about that-- Summer's been fantasizing

about Trey and Marissa, or "B": you can believe her.

I was confused.

Heads, I go to the prom, tails, you.

who wants to throw me out on the street.

How do you know?

Summer, come on up here.

What, you think we hooked up?

Sorry I missed prom.

So she's been hitting the bottle a little hard lately.