Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- This is Julie. - A pleasure to meet you both.
By "all," I mean "Ryan. "
We need to go right now.
- Oh, hey, I thought you were- - No, no, no. It's my fault. Let me-
Oh, candy counter.
- No, you take it. - You're not really the roughing-it type.
You really want that ring, don't you?
I was foraging. Here.
With Lindsay and everything?
Are you crazy?
Hey, what about Captain Oats?
Marissa and Summer are heading to the mall to pick up some clothes for charity.
- Yeah, not giving up. - Yeah.
Not leave, but you know what I'm saying.
...I'm trying to make it up to Kirsten.
Spray cheese.
It's cool. A little porn on a Saturday night.
You in the latrine, soldier?
Look, I'm sorry. We'll get new stuff.
- And that means "due south. " Just go. - Get-
Get it, girl! Get it! Get it!
Well, what happens at the mall stays at the mall.
As much as Marissa likes to complain, she had a very nice life, thanks to me.
Cohen!
- Oh, I don't know if that's possible. - How would you know...
Yeah, and friends let friends read postcards.
...I'm not saying this to be mean, because you actually seem...
We can switch rooms. You can have mine.
...I will drive you to the bus stop myself...
Hate to admit it, but I really screwed up.
...but you are this week's yard guy...
Yeah!
Sort of my specialty.
- You getting it? - Talk to me, baby. Talk to me.