Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oi. Walk away, you little prick.

Here we go. Okay. All right, now you're in trouble.

Fuck it. Yeah, I am taking it pretty hard, you know?

that sometimes you forget that out there, you're just one of eleven.

I love it. Give me a growl, yeah.

[crowd chanting] Wanker! Wanker! Wanker!

Okay, great. See y'all tomorrow.

[Arlo] Regarding Jamie Tartt,

[Chris] I'm sure they won't be there very long.

The Dean's Suggestion Box What do you want in CUPPA

[imitates Tasmanian Devil babble]

-[Sam] Hello, Miss Welton. -[Roy] Hello, Miss Welton.

You know, it's Brittany's birthday. Go ahead, get some sugar in your system.

...I'd be Mick Jagger, 'cause I'm the front man.

[busker] ♪ So blues ♪

You are truly great at everything you do out there.

[water sputters]

Thank you, Coach. Thank you.

Any thoughts on the newest Rupert girl?

Oh, sorry, I'm afraid--

[Chris] And it's great to be here, Arlo.

Anything we need to know, Coach?

Three's a crowd.

[Arlo] To the fans at home, we do apologize for the fruity language.

[car engine revs]

Yeah, he's been, uh, underachieving since he got here from Nigeria, so...

A palace made out of crystal seems mighty fragile if you ask me

-Hey. Happy Birthday, Sam. -Thank you, Coach.

Well, heck, yeah. No such thing as "last-day jitters."

Same answer for both? I love that. My turn. First concert.

You know, it's Sam's birthday. Go ahead, get some sugar in your system.

-Lot of speed on the outside. -Okay. Anything else?

I'll be better. Promise.