Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God, you're a little sick. I said I could do with a little kink.
She dropped it. She dropped the camera.
Let's stop pretending, shall we?
Come on Let's go we are gonna bring that bitch down Damn!
BOY: Planet head. It's nothing to laugh about.
flatulation, defecation, even, shall we say, complexion defection.
COURTNEY: Hair frames the portrait. WOMAN: Some gilded.
Take a long, hard look in the mirror, girls.
We didn't mean to kill her.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
Cool car. Thanks.
Go to hell, Courtney.
Liz was a virgin A virgin? She's aint no Madonna and this damn sure ain't no fukkin Love Connection
See? It's called Demented. Seriously, the color's called Demented.
But I want to help.
Oh, my God.
The little whore is milking it for all she's worth.
Liz was the only one that meant anything to me.
The power to tell. And you're the kind of girl that tells.
i.e., ultra-pretty. Unapproachable. Always in rehearsal.
It's called thinking on your toes, a must if you're going to rule the school.
Welcome to Reagan High's senior prom!
WOMAN: A dash of magenta.
That's when Fern showed up.
You're being paranoid. Will you relax?
It was her thing. I respected that.
Oh, my God. That, like, totally gave me the chills.
Yes? Yes?
Wait a minute. What?
A Big Stick? Uh-huh.
Well, there you are.
MARCIE: What are you doing?
It's okay. I know.
Oh, my God. Stop it!
Devour Feculence
Come on. We gotta get out of here.
Help me get her legs. Ugh!
COURTNEY: See you at prom tonight, Julie.
Think about boys. Think about prom.
Liz Purr is part of it.
I bet they couldn't decide who got to wear the dress. Ha,ha,ha.
COURTNEY: Polaroid.
Like a rock.
I know that's what I would want. No, it's okay.
the botany club's garden party.
Elizabeth!
You look really great, Fern.
This isn't happening.
not just because she was beautiful and popular and rich and smart.
[LAUGHING]
Fern, it's me, Julie.
Aren't we cocky? Too bad you don't have the cock part down.
[THE DONNAS' CHECKIN' IT OUT PLAYING]
[SCORPIONS' ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE PLAYING]
How original.
There is no Fern.
Everyone wanted to be them.
The problem is I've forgotten how.
Well, bye.
She'd have her way with them.