Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...so he offered Jem to take Boo's place.

You noticed how much you and I keep saying sorry to each other?

Okay, whatever you're thinking, it's not what you think.

Well, I think I've imposed enough.

Wren, what the hell are you doing here?

- Ah. It's my dad. - Don't answer.

My parents are in New York with Melissa.

Here. Try this one.

Not as much as Melissa.

Looking good, Mr. Fitz.

Listen. All those little messages zipping through the air all around us.

...this next one goes out to Hanna from her best friend, A.

I'm sorry about the mess.

I'm sorry about what happened in class.

Using Melissa's paper was supposed to be a stopgap.

And this is a fork. Heh.

Mom did call you.

Yeah, I'm sure.

You don't know anything about my parents...

...laughing at you, making stuff up about who you are.

- What? - We should each do a tile.

I guess that's the safest thing to do.

Oh, right. I forgot. It's in your DNA.

Spencer, what makes you so sure you're gonna win the competition?

- After school and on weekends. - That could be interesting.

It's human nature to try and hold on to things.

- Oh, hot scarf, Em. - Thanks.

I didn't total his car. They can fix it.

I'll write a check, and you will work off the cost of repairs...

More academic bling for Spencer.