Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dorm Guard: Lights out, ladies!
Mostly.
(light music playing)
I'm not running doubles again
Ellie (breathing heavily): What the fuck?
In my mind, you loved it.
(Ellie laughing)
And this music sucks.
Or that shit.
And you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Some of us just get there faster than others.
No.
- It just... looks uncomfortable. - Yep.
- Do you need me to explain it to you? - Ha-ha, no. I know why.
- Ta-da. - You are just a graceful ballerina.
Fuck.
♪ I got flowers in the spring, yeah ♪
She's not here anymore... is she?
Riley: Okay. Just for that. Boom!
(shivering)
I-I'm sorry. Are you, are you telling me not to beat people up?
Uh...
If you're going through some shit,
Riley?
not to let other people handle my sidearm.
Yeah, we could do that, too.
They posted you here.
(exhilarating music playing)
in self-preservation all of a sudden,
- I'm fucking stupid. - Gimme the book.
maybe you should stop fucking with Bethany.
That's when you get your assignment.
- Is it a dinosaur?! - Possibly.
No?
- Yum. - Uh-huh. Gimme.
I mean, I'll be your best friend again if it's a dinosaur.
- What? - (laughs) Nothing.
Oof.
we're on a mission here.
Uh... what do we do now?
Oh, I'm aware.
Oop.