Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I may still be here when you get back.
- Well, hot damn, welcome to the club. - Thanks.
- Oy, wish me luck. - Yeah.
- I can walk on my own, you know. - Yeah, when you're not drunk.
Poor guy, didn't know what he was missing.
Get your little construction worker here to finish the job for you.
You know, maybe I'll write you a letter and you can read it over and over,
Oh, don't do that.
We're going to be getting into the issues, the stuff that matters, you know what I mean?
- I have a meeting. - I have a meeting.
Just pick up the phone. Call her. Look, be her friend.
Did something happen with Ryan?
- Who's your favorite superhero? - Depends who's writing him, but I'd have to say Superman.
About?
Look, just trust me on this.
- I want to make that up to you. - It has nothing to do with me.
We should keep the boat for another month, and we go down to Cabo.
Because you could get fired.
You can do whatever you want with your life, but you're not going to waste it.
"I have nothing to apologize to him for. Nothing."
Well, if it really is over with DJ, then I guess you don't.
Is that what you said to Marissa?
I don't know when, but the DA's office has been investigating him for...
- I don't know what to do. - Well, just explain it to him.
- Would that be so bad? - No, I mean...
What? Whoa. No, who told you that?
- Cal. - I'm going to bed.
How long have they been investigating him, Sandy?
Hello?
Sailing club, film club, and, wait for it, wait for it...
Ryan, you'd better be passing those out, my man!
Son of a bitch.
You guys just left. For three months.
what did you say?
- At this point, how would I even know? - What, you haven't called her yet?
You're supposed to be leading me into temptation, not homeroom.
And to ask you to remember that whatever happens in that courtroom,
Caleb is going to be indicted.
So uh, what about you? You... dating anybody?
but I'll have you know, at one point, I was a vital part of the Harbor club scene.
athletic, confident, just, completely non-neurotic,
Words are kind of not my thing.
- Uh, bottled water. - What?
- What do you want? - I don't know.
I am not... drunk.
Trying to, like, find his way home.