Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Who's your favorite writer? -Bendis.
Your favorite physics teacher here, R.E. Greenberg, with your new lab partner assignments.
-Yeah, she's at the club having lunch with her dad. -Oh, yeah, her father. Cool, well, I'm just going to, you know...
-I don't know. -Come on, Kiki. The company needs you. The family needs you.
-Ah, here it is. First day of A.P. Physics today. I'm kind of nervous.
Mm, anytime. Happy to have the company.
Hey. Come sit down.
-Any Summer sightings? -Oh, no, not yet.
-I just wanted to let you know that you didn't do a bad job. -Your work isn't terrible, either.
I wasn't planning on coming here tonight.
-What did I do? -It was an accident. -No, it was like four accidents.
But if that's all it was supposed to be, and we've taken this as far as possible, just let me know. Okay?
-I'm showing her that I'm capable of thinking of somebody other than myself. -Huh, that's sweet. It's pathetic, but sweet.
-I have to think of my marriage. -What does Julie Cooper know about being the CEO. of a multimillion dollar company?
-Less pitching, more catching. -Look, man, I'm used to it. You don't have to change for me.
You have to actually say the words. That's kind of how it works.
-Nothing, just... Just, next time, don't hold the pen between your toes.
You Know Who Loves The Walkmen?
-I am so happy to see you. -Guess who no longer works for Partridge, Savage and Cann?
Well, it's a whole new dimension of selflessness, Ryan. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the urinals.
And you think he'd be just a little bit grateful, show some appreciation for my personal growth.
They said as long as I was representing him, I wasn't working for them.
-I have a business to run. -Who are you kidding?
-Do you want this closed, or...? -Yeah.
Or fail, together.
Mr. Brubaker, I assure you that my father is innocent.