Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[dramatic music playing]

This is my homecoming. I'm a high school senior.

Not before me you're not. I'll shank you new gills, motherfucker.

and Reagan has left me behind.

[electronic music playing]

Um, I know I probably shouldn't interact with your memories…

who should run the world,

[Bear-o] I'm not a Care Bear.

[adventurous music playing]

Sorry, kid. It's still Team Ridley.

-[grunts] -[coworkers scream]

We don't need you low-IQ backstabbers anyway.

-Morning, boss. -Sure is a fine day to still be alive.

[screams] Oh my God, it's blood!

What? What glitches? You're a glitch.

-It's okay. I was coming anyway. -But I thought you didn't have a date.

Yes! Reagan forever.

There are special people like us

[grenade clicks]

[Bear-o] My prime directive.

-I'll see all you tomorrow. -What's tomorrow?

I had a friend?

-[schoolmates laugh] -[boy] Ha ha. You suck!

No one came to my party,

played the Super Bowl halftime show, was nominated for an Oscar,

All friends do is hold people back.

Hold on. There's that kid with the unforgettably bad bowl cut again.