Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I shouldn't take you on the hunt. - Great! Let dead Eddie get your dinner!
If it's still my room, shouldn't I be able to fit in it?
Oz has this really cool house off-campus with the band.
- Thanks. See ya, bro. - Go get 'em.
You belong up by Weisman Hall.
Me? No, no. I'm just going to Fischer Hall,
- We need research and charts and stuff. - I still don't see where I fit in.
Uh-huh. I mean, the first one.
- When did you get back? - Couple days ago.
- That makes sense. - It's gonna be tough, though.
- Where we all sculpt and paint and stuff? - No, that was the Renaissance.
For credit?
Cos I'm thinking Slayer's blood's gotta be - whoa! - Iike Thai stick.
Yeah. We can help each other figure out what they're talking about.
It's just... It's a little overwhelming. Don't you feel it?
To hell with what's right. I'm ready to back you up.
And I'm not always this hyper, either. I'm just excited.
Well, he says he's enjoying being a gentleman of leisure.
I've forgotten my manners in all the concussion. I'm Riley.
You up for a little reconnaissance?
Giles?
Ifyou're not holding on to a yellow folder, you're in the wrong group.
Eddie's RA said kids disappear a lot.
You made a friend? Good for you!
faced some scary things. Among them the kitchen at the fabulous Ladies Nightclub.
Is this guy ever gonna wake up?
It's just...
Boring... boring.
- College is good. - OK, once more with even less feeling.
Oh, forgive me.
You know, the door was open, so I just...
She's not gonna last the night. She's a done deal.
Wait! "Images of Pop Culture."
Boring.
I got mine this morning. The lines are really long now. You should've gone early.
Sorry, Miss l-Chose-My-Major-in-Playgroup.
It's just in high school, knowledge was pretty much frowned upon.
You're not Giles.
I got all my courses... except for Modern Poetry. I had to switch to Ethnomusicology.
I really didn't think you'd show here for a while.
Well, I hope that I learn from this experience and that I grow.