Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hence my foray into plumbing.

Yeah, because we're trapped. So let's-

Look, I know you're bummed that Lindsay left, but you can't live like this.

Well, I ran into Summer.

I'll take pants. You take sweaters.

- What the hell are you doing here? - That's no way to greet your first love.

Can you tell my dad I'm sleeping at Marissa's?

If you wanna talk, I'll listen.

Well, I mean, separating your whites? Who knew?

Crackers, Brie, raspberry preserves.

So how are you?

I'm sure it's not lost.

...Marissa's latest drama, a weapon of torture to inflict against me.

I won that ring from the Cliff House Arcade in San Francisco.

...make something up.

- Get that over there. - Hey, Summer, stop it.

That's a strong statement, taking off your wedding ring.

- It's kosher. - It's only 3600 calories.

All right, well, I'm just gonna leave.

Well, there's nothing like a good cry to release the tension.

Sorry I missed your call. I just brought some laundry over to my mom's place.

- I have two daughters now. - I know.

Relax, you're talking to a master here.

Must you tell me? Isn't there anyone else you can tell?

Julie Cooper. Or is it Nichol now?

Look, I don't know you, and I'm not going to lie to you.

- Maybe those nice little sausage patties. - Seth, shut up!

You were looking for my ring?