Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So it's basically just me.

- Thank you Mister.

I'll tell you what? You can stay for dinner.

I'm screwed. No, I'm dead.

- Okay. Andie.. would you like to go on a date with me tonight?

- She just invited me into this normal Rockweel painting,

- You might want to stop and pick up some condoms.

But he kind of lives in this fantasy world where if you don't think about it,

- Well of course.

Oops. Look, let's never let a guy come between us again.

She said she'd be right down.

- Ways to blame you for their food being cold, there are not enough clams in the chowder..

- That was weird! It's like he just...

Um, I'll meet you there.

I got caught doing it on my parents' bed.

you know maybe he did, but they're gone now.

Now, your turn.

- Well, I am sorry that I have been such a burden to you.

- Why are you so angry?

- Mm, you know? I think it's kind of getting late.

By moonlight many years ago my true love did I know,

- Dad, what was that all about?

- They involve a damn restaurant.

and by that moon I begged her wait but that night did she go.

You've got to help me. What goes on in this town?

- It doesn't take a degree in psychobabble to figure that one out, Dad.

- Um, okay. Alright. I think that we've taken it far enough.

- Oh and those dreams... they involve Dawson's english teacher?

Make the decision alright?

It seems like unlike her spoiled, rich society girl of a daughter,

- So you're spying on her?

- Please, Pacey, please.

I mean, they're all the same to me.

- Well, he didn't order any food.

- At least I have coworkers.

and soon they'll wise up, get a divorce, and everything will get better.

- I'm not asking again.