Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No, that's her dad. Open it.

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

- Summers. - What's up, Peter?

I'll be keeping an eye on you.

"Trees crackle, sunshine blares."

Thank God it's Friday.

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

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

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

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

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

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