Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Nothing that you, overlooked? -No, ma'am.
. . .but he's very depressed.
-Romeo and Juliet. -Really? How come?
Don't let me spoil your depression.
-You have a change of clothes here? -Why?
-You collect insects? -No.
Guys?
See? I like the way you're thinking now.
Bruno, Bruno, break that guard Hit him, hit him, hit him hard
-That one? -Yeah.
- She wouldn't give him a shot. - So he gave himself a shot.
-What's going on here? -Shh.
You ever heard of Darwin?
. . .and I don't have time to dick around with you.
What if we get lost?
-Yeah, but not King Kong. -Hey, man!
All right. Captain of the team. . .
Turning from something ugly into something beautiful?
If it landed on tails, we'd be somewhere else right now?
-Are you interested in cars? -No.
If we can get serious, here. . .
What are you doing this weekend?
What are you thinking?
. . .that's gonna beat Fockford in our first game in two weeks. . .
It's not dumb. Its wings are still wet. It's totally helpless.
I thought about what you said to me, about you needing to meet people. . .
I think he's got a gun or something!
- Luke! - Let's go.
-You little shit. -They say physical violence. . .
I cross my heart. Seriously, go ahead.
-Sort of. -Good.
Can you imagine that?
I'm glad.
Money shot!
Guess you’re a bottom with that small dick
-No, he won't. -The hell I won't.
Hi, Lucas.
I'm not having any right now. . .
That's not accurate.
-Bye-bye. -Bye.
I'm sorry, bud.
Come on, good! Good!
That materialistic display? You don't look like you live there.
No way.
- How come every 17 years? - He loves bugs.
I'm tempted to say, ''Shut up,'' here, but I won't do that.
-Well, you're in the band, aren't you? -Yeah.
What's up with you and Lucas? I mean, as far as--
- Cappie? - Hey.
-Hey, hey, enough! -Hey, all right!
Well, except for some things.
-Can I come? -Yeah.
Lukey, we're over here.
Let's get them up here. Come on up, now!
You dropped out of band.
-Why are you doing this? -I just like to jump!
Where's the play? Where's the break?
. . .I wanna introduce the men who really belong on this stage.
How old were they? Do you know?
Hey, pick up the soap everyone. Oh god it's D-BOB!
-Lucas doesn't live here. -Yes, he does.
Like what?
Hey, Cappie! Your buddy's coming out for the team!
- Hi! - Hi!
Leave! Leave!
-Like what? -Like phlegm or something. . .
He shoots! He scores!