Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[sighs contentedly]
As usual, you underestimate me, Mother.
I did the world a favor. People like Dalton shouldn't procreate.
Xavier Thorpe? Xavier Thorpe?
Where's the rest of him?
I trust that I can handle myself.
They wondered what kind of freak would have a scorpion for a pet.
So tell us darling, how was your first week?
♪ Ay de mí, Llorona ♪
I think you've got it backwards.
[raspy growling]
[feeble tweeting]
Oh yeah, who's the lucky guy… or girl?
-Why are you crying? -Because I'm upset!
and suggested I seek psychiatric help.
but the four main cliques are Fangs, Furs, Stoners and Scales.
Wait, you read Italian?
[lock clicks]
learned that I could potentially destroy the school,
and was trying to claw her way out.
And you graduated with your sanity intact?
And it begins now.
Wednesday: - _________ here. Enid: -I could die alone
There's just something wrong about this place.
I'm Tyler, by the way.
[jock 1] Yo, Dalton, look.
-Like me! -[Furs howling]
I know the life that I want.
Shit.
[car door closes]
Outcasts, freaks, monsters,
[Tyler] You're really obsessed with this monster-in-the-woods thing.
But it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money.
I wish you luck.
He spent five years in a Tibetan Monastery.
It's a magical place.
Look at you, my little deathtrap.
I need a tri-wing screwdriver and a four-millimeter Allen wrench.
[espresso machine whirs, hisses]
In that case, perhaps you can clear something up.
[ominous music playing]
-Fascinating. -I know, right?
You should know I'm waiting for someone.
-I-- -Silence would be appreciated.
[rapid knocking]
Desperate times.
Point is, you assaulted a boy, and showed no remorse for your actions.
♪ Non, je ne regrette rien ♪
How would that have looked on your record?
I did not have Ted Bundy's Pinterest in mind. Ew.
[low, menacing music playing]
I could do this all day.
Full moons get pretty loud around here.
[both] ♪ A silent prayer ♪
All right. Subtle hint taken.
"At least I'll have an imaginative death."