Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What about Kirsten? She's complicit in all this too.
It's none of their business, you know?
...but I just really needed to know... - Am I still in love with Ryan?
- Imagine that. - Yeah, I'm guessing...
I could get offered $20 million to portray a blind superhero in a red leather unitard.
Because you're so wise, Anna. You can't not.
Come to the motel. Park across the street and walk.
...but for you, wow. - What, last night?
...more of a romantic rhombus. - So, what am I supposed to do?
No.
Actually, it would mean a lot to me.
You did it. That was more vague.
We got each other.
The shopping sprees, the strip clubs. People turn against us, okay?
See? There's still room around here for me to be the adult.
I was sure she was gonna revoke my license to parent.
He knows people at the DA's office. He can make this go away.
Solidarity.
Someone stop him before he starts singing "Greased Lightnin'."
She signs Shaun's paychecks.
- Summer. Can we talk? - Hey, Brad, what's up?
So this is you and Summer being a couple?
I just can't be like one of those couples, you know...
- Because it would be a favor to me? - Pretty much. Yeah.
What we have here is our very own telenovela.
Yes, Brad, she's dating this emo geek.
We were at the Holiday Inn, at the revolving restaurant...
He's a consultant.
You know, putting up with Trey for all those years.
I gotta motor. I don't wanna be late for homeroom.
Oh, my gosh. Wait.
I know there's a strike, but technically...
Hey, dinner's ready. Slaved over hot take-out containers.
- Ryan. - Hi.
Look, I know this is tough. L...