Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't think we've accomplished our goals for the day.
What about a nice private booth at our favorite diner, huh?
Wait, wait, we're not going anywhere.
But I have to go to the mall for the clothing drive.
We thought you'd like the privacy.
Me and your father. We made a day of it.
Nothing happened.
We should find Seth and Summer, watch a movie.
...might take the edge off hurting the other one.
Okay.
...as much as I resisted it.
- Guys, I think we're stuck in here. - That clueless sales skank.
No, the only ones she's brought over to the house...
Please.
I know. I'm afraid we have a man down though.
- I don't mean to take this out on you. - No, it's fine. That's what I'm here for.
- I'm not mad at you anymore. - Well, I'm mad at you.
Sorry, I didn't think I was gonna be so late.
Twenty-four hours, buddy. You' re gonna feel like a new man.
- Why were you getting cards from Zach? - When I talked to him...
Who's hungry?
- Sorry about the ring, Sanford. - Starr?
What's so hot?
I'll call the plumber tomorrow.
We don't need some outsider coming in, telling us what to do. No offense.
"I Resent Being Foisted."
- Well, if it's not a big deal- - Enough.
Hey, Summer. I thought you were this guy with an "I heart NASCAR" tattoo.
Okay, and by "happy" you mean- You mean "gay. "
I only let her go with you because I knew...
Hey, I can't-
What? That wasn't offsides.
- She is so into you. - You think?
That would just be wrong.
Enjoy the show?
Do you miss him?
I guess I'm not the only one she lies to, huh?
Fifty G's? You spend that much to keep your pool clean.
It has been a while.
- Exactly what I said. - Nothing like a crack about a plumber.
Maybe she had so much Southern Comfort she never remembered.
I mean, is it weird being here with him and me and Cohen?
- You want money. - Take a look.
No, let me get that.