Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I don't hear anything. - No, it doesn't sound like a party.
Keep telling her how pretty she is the whole time.
- I really am sorry. - You said that already.
Holy shit, dude. Your parents gave you the minivan? That's awesome!
Fuck you.
I'm not supposed to talk to you guys.
(GIRL SCREAMS)
That's Stasia. Gorgeous, right? That's my girl back in Queens.
Slow down, dude.
BEAN (CDN RADIO): Kevin and Bean from the world-famous KROQ.
You should've seen it.
THOMAS: Dude, I get it.
That's where I'm going. Heard it's gonna be crazy.
What? Dude, I'm not bitching out.
You guys rock.
J.B.: This place is ghetto as fuck.
In fact, I would.
Oh, shit. Sorry.
(SINGING) Hey, we want some pussy
J.B.: Hey. - You get half of one.
- Give me back my fucking gnome! COSTA: Fuck!
- What? - The Kub Mobile.
LITTLE PERSON: Motherfuckers!
It was awesome.
(DOOR OPENS)
THOMAS: Thank you, man. BOY 3: No, thank you, man.
COSTA: Go home, Robert!
I don't know.
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
J.B.: Pardon? Oh, hey. GIRL: Hey.
What the fuck?
(HUMMING)
KIRBY: You're gonna get laid, dude. - Ladies love a guy with class.
They're dropping water to put this blaze out.
(J.B. & THOMAS LAUGHING)
- Get out, out, out. THOMAS: Dad...
Look at J.B. He's like a little fat Rain Man, texting away.
Pretty girls I ask them do they smoke
COSTA: Holy shit!
J.B.: Invite him, man. Come on. THOMAS: All right. Okay. Um...
THOMAS: What? Oh, hey, what's going on?
I am serious, because it's 11:30 at night. It's time to wrap it up.
Ahh!
- Oh, you don't have one. - Good fucking joke, good fucking joke.
THOMAS: All right, fine.
(MUSIC STOPS)
And, Milo, you take good care of Thomas, okay? Momma's gonna miss you.
My dad got me a lawyer. Even that Jew thinks we're fucked.
BIG BOY: Big Boy's neighborhood, beautiful day.
COSTA: They're coming in packs. THOMAS: This is insane.
THOMAS: Why do we have to come all the way here? We can't just get it at school?
THOMAS: What in the fucking world?
KIRBY: Getting late. - I'll look like such a dick if no one shows.
Come on over, over
And something's just happening right now. I've heard a commotion.
Let me have that.
GIRL: Oh, my God, it's a flying dog!
Do you know how many chores it's gonna take to make up for...
Smell it, J.B.
So we missed a party, dude. Big deal.
Wider than the worst ones Wider than the one I know
THOMAS: Yeah!
Is there an adult here we might speak with?
- Hey, dudes, check it out. THOMAS: Yeah, like that's gonna work.
(THE HUNDRED IN THE HANDS' "DRESSED IN DRESDEN" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
- I'll ask the questions, sir. - Exactly. Get the hell out of my way.
- No, he was super pissed though. J.B.: Dude scares the shit out of me.
Yeah, I can't. I actually got other plans tonight, so I might not make it.
COSTA: Whatever happens, we can make this right.
COSTA: Yes, it is gonna work. Next time your pool guy's here, he'll be like:
You can't be serious. This is a great party.
So?
THOMAS: I know. - Okay.
It's just, like, I already went swimming once against my will.
- Fuck. - "Bring your mitt"? The fuck?
DAD: Four or five friends, tops.
Look, T-Rick, we can fix this. Okay, man?
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)
The three of us will have full access to the house for sex and finger-banging.
Make a "come here" motion. "Come here."
other than fucking Costa made me do it. So...
Dude, stop.
KEVIN: It looked like the greatest party ever.
He's still in the shower.
Mom, Dad, it's me, Thomas.
- Fucking shit! - What are you doing?
- Officers engaged with riot... - What is going on?
That's fucking Alexis, dude. She came, man.
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
Okay. Well, I mean, I'm the one taking the whole risk.
COSTA: Ah, shut the fuck up.
Go!
DAX: Thank you, I don't drink alcohol.
(ALL CLAMORING)
THOMAS: What the fuck are you doing? - Guys. Hey, guys, what the fuck?