Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ryan Atwood... are you scared of a girl?
- This would devastate my daughter. - And what about mine?
- What are you doing home from school? - I'm on my lunch break.
Come in.
Oh, no. What are those?
I was.
When I asked you out that day for Seth, I wanted it to be me.
If you were to come forward to the judge with the right documentation, the D.A. would drop the charges, case would go away.
Are the boys still here? We should get some pictures before they head out to the big dance.
All right, no romance in the workplace.
I don't know, is there something you wanted to talk about?
- Of your big mouth. He saw us talking. - When?
- Yeah, nice going. - Right back at ya.
- You'd probably hate it. - I guess it's a good thing that no one's asked me, then.
Okay.
Here, finally. Can you carry these to the storeroom?
Hey... how you doing?
What do you need, Cohen?
- I understand you had a run-in with my son-in-law. - He came to see me, but I didn't say anything.
Will you go to the dance with me?
I know. I'm sorry. But he's not my boyfriend.
Hmm... let me think about it.
Ryan, I'm working off the bus stop motif, bro.
And your first dance of the year as social chair.
- So I asked her to the dance. - She said no.
Well, you know, at least I won't have to deal with Cohen knowing that I'm going alone.
Well, when you make a mistake...
- I've got class. - What do you need me to grab?
My eye, I think you just scratched my cornea.
How about some eggs?
Actually, we're...
Caleb, it's me.
Well, if she didn'tlove you before,then this display of courage and dedication should definitely do the trick.
Oh, so a ninja's like a super hero.
What could he possibly have done that he would rather go to jail than admit to?