Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(clicks tongue)
This way.
-Y-You know that dude. -Yeah, that dude.
You and Darius need to be packed up. We can't be late.
-Jewish dude, man. -Yeah, I got you.
Recalculating.
Well, we got to do that, like, today. Right now.
All right.
WOMAN (over PA): Elizabeth Battola,
No.
EARN: Yeah, she definitely did. I heard that.
Um... she seems to be...
J-Just follow the GPS, I'm in a hurry.
Maybe.
-seeing you again, Ms. Granger. -Nice to see you, too.
I need to remind you-- (chuckling)
(babbling)
Also, Christian came highly recommended.
(phone ringing nearby)
Thank you.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Hey, you shut the fuck up! The hell you talking to?
It's a private school. It has a reasonable tuition.
-No way. -AUTOMATED VOICE: Turn left.
You guys looking for Earn?
Wish it was mine.
-EARN: No, I'm all right. -* Ooh-hoo! *
All right, then.
Okay.
Jewish dude.
-Excuse me, sir? -No, no.
-(laughs) What's up, y'all? -Hey, what's going on, man?
(Lottie babbling quietly)
* They say every man must fall. *
(door shuts)
(chuckle) Yeah. It's what we do here.
(Lottie giggles)
Place everything in the bins.
You doing all right?
he's supposed to provide for, including you.
(playing over radio): * Temptation *
-Nice to see you again. -Mm-hmm.
(sighs heavily)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Turn left in 100 feet.