Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There it is! There it is!

- Okay, this is complete madness.

you're still our teammate, you know,

But what the eff am I looking at here?

Okay, Tom? - Yeah.

- You're at SOAD, the Shady Oaks Arts District.

not get through to you?

and I'm not gonna do that, Tom.

- Now you are done.

- I don't feel like my poem had the impact I was hoping for.

where we can charge admission.

[crowd gasps] - Wow!

Listen, can I show you guys something over here?

to handle it. [sighs]

Could be a classroom, a soccer field.

I sat on your couch for three hours,

Not everyone reacts to that.

Compared to Tom, the rest of you look like idiots.

- No? - What are you thinking?

or I could be out of a job.

That's not even a creative nickname.

or any kind of combat scheduled?

- I'm just not a creative person.

- I get all that, but why are you looking at me?

It's not a big deal. He likes to tag along.

- Thought so. Gear up, Dakota's mom.

♪ Therein lies a truth we can sip when we want ♪

- Oh, my--this is amazing.

- I'm literally doing nothing. I'm eating string cheese.

for the next week? - Tom, let's put a sock in it.

all the teachers... - It's a nightmare.

- This is honestly the first I'm hearing of it.

♪ And remember there's a lot of good omens ♪

- And we were hoping you could kinda bang it out.

I let my brushes do the talking.

- Oh, no, actually, we're not here to buy anything.

What do you want to talk about?

- Oh, no one's swapping anything, Brad. Relax.

in a civilized manner around other people.

I can hear you. Come on up!

In the middle of the field?

- Yeah, uh, if you draw another sunset,

[birds chirping, horn honking]