Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I really, really have fallen hard for this girl.
- It was the '80s. - That explains everything.
It's hard to believe, but spring is here.
Yeah, and I'm glad Seth suggested you for the job.
Bye.
He didn't say, but I know it's because of Alex.
We could charge him with extortion, get an injunction.
- You've gotta be kidding. - You know it?
Where'd you find this?
- What do you want? - My money.
And before Alex and I had our friendly chat...
Walk away.
Now all that's left is lighting the bonfire.
Things with Alex, not so much.
Well, that was a dirty trick.
Kirsten. Sorry, private party.
Couple of weeks in Newport, his spirit's crushed.
Captain Oats was concerned that he be well represented.
Well, I'll set something up.
You see, Oats. It's even the same on The Valley. Last year was just better.
That's no offer. That's extortion. She's willing to pay you $50,000...
Please.
- A tent? - No, I didn't.
I was concerned the water polo team wouldn't have a pep rally...
Sandy, there's gotta be some way to stop him.
- Okay! - Go!
No. But I couldn't understand everything on the message.
All right! Great.
Keep your eye on that ball. Maintain the spine angle.
Just like last year.
Three-thirty? Did he say why?
No problem at all.
- You found your wedding ring. - Yeah. Behind some cushions.
- Oh, a Trojan horse. - Exactly.
...around people who fought the system, no matter the cost.
Come on. Turn those shoulders.
You know what, this honor's yours.
Or maybe I'll just steal. You know I'm really good at that.
What was I thinking making a magazine all about losers?
You know the offer. Five hundred grand makes this thing go away.
- Or what? - You wanna find out?
- Alex was there? - Yeah. She threw a beer can at my head.
If this is a marital issue, I have to decline.
- That's pretty cool, huh? - Not so far.
...or deeply disturbed by this visual.