Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I don't know. It's late. I'll miss my bus. - I know it's late.

This girl isn't dealing. She's giving death a long, sloppy word-kiss.

We just... We just do what we can.

I'll be keeping an eye on you.

cos they're really mean and I think they're gonna be fat.

or you can join the French foreign legion, or anything you want.

- Yeah. Actually, yeah. - What do you have to read it for?

- You did good work on her. She looks good. - Thanks.

I'm sorry, that's none of my business.

Let me cut to the chase. I hear you can't get a date for the winter formal.

- Summers. - What's up, Peter?

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. - No, it's OK.

No, that's her dad. Open it.

- We just wanna make sure that Cassie's... - Well, that's a lie!

"Trees crackle, sunshine blares."

Hey, Dawn. Yeah, we did have an assignment, but I didn't write it down.

You spilled coffee. I'm not saying you don't have Slayer grace, but it's not the first time.

- Friends, girls, your parents? - Yeah. Yeah, that's it. My parents.

Thank God it's Friday.

And second of all, you should know there is nothing shameful about being gay. Nothing.