Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

# You look so dumb right now #

I'm sure you've read about this in the school paper.

# Oh, she's a gold digger #

# You really had me goin' #

# Now it's time to go #

- # Self # - By myself! I'm by myself!

Uh, no. Uh, you're not pregnant.

We're on our way.

He doesn't even notice me.

Quinn's audition song was on Figgins's approved list...

It's beating really hard.

is that you can parlay it into so many different fields.

so I'll always be able to provide for you.

Now, this dance ain't for everybody.

I-I can't find any extra work.

Rachel What's-her-name.

I took the liberty of calling my pastor...

Can I use the auditorium later to practice?

# B-Baby, baby #

- You enchant me. - Yeah.

You do with your depressing little group of kids...

Yeah, pretty much what she said.

They can't fire me 'cause I'm a minority...

# Curtain' s finally closin' #

But you're the one who should be punished.

# Can you hear the music pumpin' hard #

- Good. Good. Good, guys. - # About the new dance craze #

And, also, this song is terrible.

# Get up on this #

Can I, once again, stress my most strenuous objections to this attempted suicide?

And, uh, that keyboard is crawling in E.coli...

Let's go sign those papers.

that there's no room for compromise, we act out.

Those skirts are crunchy toast.

Only the sexy people.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. All right, tell me what happened, Rachel.

It was very, very nice of you. All right?

We need recruits. There are six of you.

to personally clean the congealed protein shake off the photocopy room floor.

- What? - Yeah. We don't need a new house.

Oh, no. It's completely manageable.

I really admire you working so hard for something you want.

Every day Glee's status is going up, and yours is going down. Deal with it.

# Forever, forever #

- Okay. - All right.

Well, this is my only chance to be, you know, good like you.

Finn was worried about having to perform a solo at the pep assembly...

- # Ah, push it # - # Push it good #

Would you like to tell Principal Figgins and Mr. Schuester...