Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Nobody speak, nobody get choked ♪
Okay, we are not hopping off. Keep driving.
Why? It's funny your parents think we're boning.
Is this some Manson family shit?
And you're all pretty great. (chuckles)
(both chuckle)
No? That's okay. Maybe later.
♪ Now I see just why they stare ♪
AMY: Well, I'm just throwin' out suggestions here.
Interesting.
♪ Hit my phone boy, is you home boy? ♪
Jared, you know where the party is, right?
Your ugly what?
(fireworks popping)
They did both.
That weird crochet pig?
so Nick's gonna throw a party at her house.
and clerking for a federal judge between junior and senior year
about him sweeping me off my feet,
We were looking for Nick's party!
completely consensual bash.
Yeah! Whoo!
(fast-tempo music resumes)
Amy, I'm so serious. They think that we're robots.
We just need you to give us the address
♪ I'm a mensch, get correct ♪
My whole body's like a fucking dolphin.
Yeah, that's your private information.
Guys, the re-election is coming up,
We added this embellishment here.
(chuckles) Okay.
Like, I do all the heavy lifting in our friendship.
Are... are you good?
(tires screeching)
Wait, are you guys cold?
- Don't let college fuck it up. - (all cheering)
considering their whole Jesus thing. It's nice.
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- Are you okay? - Um... Yeah, sorry, just...
Class of '19 for-fuckin'- ever! Whoo!
♪ They'll never break the shape we take ♪
Make it stop.
I gave guys "roadside assistance," right?
- (girls screaming) - AMY: Fuck!
If we claim to have a weapon,
Just, like, please don't call me "Triple A" at Yale next year.
- 10-4. That's for the boy. - (ululating)
- We understand, okay. - Yes, yes, we do.
How? How are we gonna find out where the party is?
So, either I get arrested and I join you in there
Going for the back. That's cool.
MOLLY: I...
Gigi, the girl who jumped off your boat
(upbeat music playing)
- (exhales) - Her, her what?
What is wrong with you?
♪ I wish nothing but ♪
(ice cubes rattle)
♪ ♪
Jesus Christ.
They think all we care about
GIGI: Karaoke in the guest room!
♪ And you talking all that shit... ♪
What a fucking compliment to get Molly to roll.
(laughs) "To her level."
I am shutting it off real quick.
waiting to be reborn.
you guys are so stupid,
- AMY: Need this? - No, that was my fault!
and make thy plans to attend
That fell off way before anything happened between us.
May I offer you the front, mademoiselle? No?
(Hope chuckles)
What... I mean, why don't you do it with Nick,
Yeah.
What?
ALAN: Look at you.
♪ Oh baby ♪
um... I got it. Uh...
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and they don't have the code.
"diplo-meatball."
Really?
You think she wants to watch you and your friends
Prob... They're probably a little soggy now,
(grunts) Cindy, I swear to fucking god.
Hey, I'm not going to college.
(clears throat) I came out in the tenth grade.
- What you two have... - We do. I'm sorry.
You have the same parts she does.
Look what I found,
AMY: We could hitchhike.
Where the fuck are you going to school next year?
I knew, like, Ben and Max and Dick Splinter
Like, a bajillion.
Ugh! My god!
All right. I'm gonna go take my seat.
One time I threw up, and my mom caught it
Fuck, yeah, I do. Fuck, yeah!
Is-is there really another way you would prefer,
You're coming with me.
And as soon as I got high, I just cried about the fact that one day
We can just stay for a second.
Of course. Aren't you gonna go to Uganda or something?
- Okay. - MOLLY: Go, go, go!
We'll probably just do a Korean face mask.
You were trying to save me from seeing Nick rub
- Mm? - Why don't you start us off?
Great deal of care was taken.
- What hole? - Your corn hole!
- Oh, my god. - No, it's okay.
Very thoughtful.
Dude, no. Her vagina's probably stuffed with diplomas.
(Amy mumbles)
- MOLLY: A book? - AMY: No.
Back's great, too.
I'm sorry I'm so controlling.
♪ Look at me then look at these hoes ♪
to remind myself of the respect and awe
What?
chips and sal-so long, high school.
- I'm sure it's complicated. - NICK: Oh.
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It's like ayahuasca but asian.
Oh, my god. Gigi, stop doing that!
I'll holler at you later, I guess.