Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's 6:00. Oh. 6:00? You wanna go get a drink?
For some reason, I really want to kick that big singing-guy's ass.
Great read. Plus, you could pretty much finish it in one night.
I can't find the tapes. They're on the table by the stairs.
That's my word.
No, it isn't. Fine.
Good! Good job. Thank you. Thank you.
Okay. Thank you, Matthew.
Yes, you will. Oh, that's not my style!
Besides, my mother made me talk to my stepfather last night. Oh, God.
Guilty as charged.
See, now that's-- that's the part I really don't remember.
Bill was saying that you're thinking of quitting your job...
and I'm having a hard time concentrating on what you're--
Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry. Well--
[ Laughing ] Oh, yeah. You had me going there, man.
you know, like on weekends, that sort of thing.
Why be sorry? You think I want to go through with this?
I quit my job, and I moved out, and my parents got a second car,
after our final performance at... Badger Jam '88.
- Matthew, Matthew, Matthew. - I'm such an idiot.
- You quit? - Yeah. I wanted to be here on the big day.
No, Matthew, I'm-I'm not saying you're not allowed to cry at work.
Oh, Brian.
- Well, you don't seem too happy about it. - I'm not happy!
I haven't even finished cataloging these tapes yet.