Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I just can't seem to drag myself in there.
- DeMamp Camp.
Obviously, I should probably be one.
That was a real knife.
Ow, ow, ow, don't wiggle it, don't wiggle it!
And I really don't want to talk about it,
Let's go ride or die, man,
And Dad's on the wrong side of it!
- Is it?
Jesus, are you kidding me? Come on.
- All right.
Hey, no spoilers, but this thing's
- Suck somebody's [bleep]?
- Okay, then, you can work the rest
a little stronger than this coffee
- I am Johnny Glass!
Come on, get down, okay.
My condolences for your children.
I don't have a problem, okay?
- Oh.
Bye-bye, Linda. I'm doing meth.
- Well, I'm glad you got something out of it,
- Thank you.
murder trial, please, and we're students.
- We did it. - Yeah, I think we can
- Thank you.
- Are you seriously asking me for drugs at a N.A. meeting?
No audition required.
- Great, I'll, uh, pay for your new headshots.
- I curse you, Jen D'Angelo.
I, uh, probably gonna need something
- Court-mandated meetings, am I right?
If anything, Rancho's meth problem
- What, you quit?
Where are you?
This actually isn't a bong.
- Yes, she was. - Sick.
- Like, seven or eight dicks.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I have to arrest you.
What is going on out there?
If that's what your heart believes.
- Shh, silence.
at my last run of "Hedwig and the Angry Inch"
- Yoga people drink it, so--and I'm one of them.
- Take it out, take it out, take it out.