Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You're steppin' in what? - Bullshit!
I'm not watching.
Make sure and close your eyes,
"zathura: a space adventure" it has the big time it you. Zathura awaits" You already have a robot.
FINN: Yeah, something's always revealed, like...
- Yeah. Sure. - Okay.
- BRUM: You had enough? - (GROANS)
MAC: This'll be interesting.
Nah, man. It's as simple as this.
- What are you doing? - Putting it on.
JAKE: Really?
Jim Morrison is still alive, are you?
Just because you guys are laying bricks with the ladies,
- BRUM: Hi, Beverly. - Good to see you.
I'm asking you to dance.
And all you guys' constant fuckwithery.
that looked fishy.
the gods intend for Sisyphus to suffer, right?
Shoot, man. They got me on the shoulder with one,
Why?
super-annoying and ignores you.
...charming Rod McKuen bit you quoted in your note.
It is lonely out on the bump, man.
He just left one thing, man.
(GROANING)
- No? - No.
Went about as well as it could've.
Oh, yeah. It's fascinating.
so I'll see you fellas on Monday.
It's the most important part of the game, hands down,
Jake Bradford.
FINN: Dude, this is a good example
Oh, I got the best cheese on campus.
- DJ: Y'all know what time it is! - Oh, my God!
- Okay, man. - Okay, all right!
I don't know about this country bar, man.
total mindless disco music,
I'm sorry.
and it's gonna be really fun.
They speaketh the truth, young Beuter Perkins.
"You still ballin' your player?"
- Hey, Jake. - Yeah?
PLUM: No shit. JAKE: Mmm-hmm.
- He can't sit up. - That's ridiculous.
- (SIGHS) We suck tonight. - Dude, this is getting ridiculous.
where a lot of theater majors live.
I stay busy chopping girls' cherry trees
Uh, dude, not you
- Blue, like your eyes. - ...baseball team.
- (WHIPS) - (GRUNTS)
- BOY: Yeah! - GIRL: Whoo!
Holy shit.
It's a revolutionary, political, sexual and poetic force.
- Fetch. - Yeah!
So, uh, I guess you know my name then.
I thought his name was Billy Autrey.
on my baseball team as there is anywhere else.
Dude, it's like a secret identity!
It was so fun, I loved it!
That was adorable. Just the whole like...
Like, the theater kids would be hysterically crying
Raw dog!
- Oh, "a nice time"? - Oh, man, I know...
FINN: You're seriously trying?
Dude, I was thinking about sharks.
Is it baseball season now?
- in one hit, man. - (CHUCKLES)
- What does that mean? - I don't know.
Wakin ' up in a dream Lucid so sweet
Hey, I'm just gonna tell you something right now.
You know, den-mother types up your ass.
DALE: Besides baseball and pussy?
And musical theater kids...
to help with the overcrowding situation in athletic dorms,
don't you, Plum?
Confident...
He said something about that, didn't he?
I assume, being a new (IN DEEP VOICE) teammate.
Fuck, Brumley, you've seriously asked that at every bar.
Glen, get your head out of your fucking ass! Let's go!
- Oh, no fucking way. - No, sir.
Hey, Coma, Pete Ward just saw your first hit, man.
Golly gee, you're good. You're good.
and I'm already pulling in the groupies, man!
So I kind of decided not to be like a one-man holdout on that.
she's getting the surgery to correct how ugly she is?
Hey! Shut off the hose!
(GASPS)
I love this time of year.
BOTH: Lesbians.
MAD HATTER: Priceless. BEVERLY: Priceless, is it?
Dude, the whole team's tried it.
It's just something for a bunch of performing arts majors.
You just gotta create a clearing of columns.
- BEVERLY: Ah! - (PLAYERS CHEERING)
'cause when he was coming in,
"You got the best cheese on campus."
Okay. Now you're talking our language a little.
Yeah, we had ourselves a good ol' time.
Number one. No alcohol in these houses, okay?
- Hey. - Hey.
NEZ: Isn't that how you always fuck?
Dude, how great is this?
I mean, language, fucking language. What is language?
Thank God.
fuck you rat
I'm an Investigative Journalism major.
initiating virtually all contact with respect to females.
We got a whole 'nother thing going on around here.
(WHOOPING)
- Wanna pick your shit up? - Oh, yeah. Sorry.
Now, you accept your chumpification,
You know, hitters, they got no idea what that's like.
God damn it!
Un-fucking-believable.
- DJ: Hey, what'd you say? - ALL: Bullshit!
I'm gonna burn this down till my brain's a kernel
Even though he knows I'm the reigning knuckles champ.
You go get 'em, Jacob.
but we got a big fall schedule.
Instead of making fun of me, you should be taking notes.
Although I doubt it's gonna have an immediate impact
See that's a bad bet. It's a bad bet.
but we're not gonna be friends or anything like that.
(WHISPERING) Is the Queen of Hearts a dude?
My name's Tyrone but they call me Plum
- It's camouflage! - (MUSIC CONTINUES)
And apparently the party's a first weekend tradition.
- he just doesn't want us to go. - Mmm...
- To the Fox? - To the Fox.
The super scout for the Reds? Master of disguise?
Why does he keep saying things like that?
I'd be on the phone moping to my girlfriend. Why?
FINN: See, we can deduce from that,
Man, let me get a little stretch in.
Hey, good game, man. Let's play again.
Thank you. Thank you. Give me my adoration.
- You can't teach this chemistry. - You can't.
Dale, you're confusing him.
BRUM: He doesn't throw 95. PLAYER 2: No.
We're getting all this shit for free, okay?
Did you meet the brain trust that perpetrated such a folly,
Second base.
this is why we're one of the best teams in the nation, man.
In this case, getting laid on an oversized, overpriced water balloon,
PLUM: Fuck. I don't believe what I just fucking saw.
I call the whole game but they call me dumb
- I don't know, dude. - Go for it, man.
You want a Dr. Pepper?
PLAYER 2: There we go.
What are you doing here? I thought you'd graduated.
Of course.
See, now they got something special to talk about.
You, you sawed-off drunk fuck.
- Theater party. - Theater party.
Curious and curiouser.