Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- So, what are you gonna do? - I need to call Eddie.
Oh, that's gonna be quite a shiner. But, hey, they look good on you.
- Yeah, we know. It was awkward. - Is Theresa staying?
- What plan? - Yeah, exactly.
But, hey, she dated Luke for years. You can't always trust her judgment.
- Morning, beautiful. - Good morning.
- Is he going to jail? - Not if Sandy can help it.
Well, that's nice. I mean, she really deserves the award. Good kid.
Then he would have no reason to talk.
And Kirsten? She's complicit in this.
It's just the first time he's got caught.
Is all this talk of Newport and plastic surgery boring you, Anna?
Commute back and forth from Chino?
- Yeah. Looks that way. - I thought she was going home.
- I was gonna go pick up Theresa, so... - Done and done.
- It will be okay. - Okay.
Diane Kahn totally had chin implants.
My Jewfro is frizzing out. I look like Screech.
Yeah? Thanks.
Okay. I'll see you guys later.
- Confusing? - "Confusing"?
I'll take them. It's on my way to the office.
It's supposed to say everything that I couldn't say.
I'm leaving because I need to leave.
- What's up? - I thought maybe you'd need a ride...
...containing information valuable to Caleb.
- What? Who talks like that? - What is up with this a.c.?
Hey, should I put another piece of swordfish on for Theresa? Or Marissa?
Hi, Luke. What's going on?
It's totally misguided, but it's kind of charming.
Okay, here, look. Right there.
- We should talk. - I have news.
- He's not my client. - That's not what he said.
- Yeah. Sure. Why wouldn't it be? - Okay.
- You look good. - I'm Marissa's mother. You're a student.
- I know that. - But this is my mistake, not yours.