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Clips from The O.C. - The End's Not Near, It's Here (S04E04)

"I'll meet you at the rest stop in Santa Barbara."
The O.C.
"He's no me."
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"I know. It's crazy. Come on. Give me a shake, dude."
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"Yeah. All right."
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"Hey."
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"No nukes! No nukes! No nukes!"
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"what was... I think you can pretty much imagine what I'm going to talk about."
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"That's right."
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"X=24."
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"Yeah, I'm just leaving the site now."
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"Everything looks good."
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"Previously on The O.C.:"
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"You're leaving me for a guy named George? No."
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"I'm Paul, I'm here for GEORGE. George?"
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"This guy came by from GEORGE to recruit me."
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"you have to choose between me and GEORGE"
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"You haven't given me the green light on that marriage proposal"
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"I love u the real you."
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"We can still play Ping-Pong."
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"Oh, my God."
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"six"
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"There we go."
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"Milk."
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"Okay, now, Ryan, fire up the griddle."
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"And Sandy, beat until smooth."
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"In the mood for crêpes?"
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"Taylor sent Kaitlin a griddle from France."
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"She's 6,000 miles away and still annoying."
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"Ryan, have you talked to her? Oh, no."
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"Haven't read her blog, haven't looked at her scrapbook."
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"It's over and I'm okay."
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"It's been months. I barely even think about her."
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"You know, we've all had to make adjustments since the earthquake."
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"Especially Kaitlin,"
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"with the entire Cohen family taking refuge here."
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"No, it's been nice. I mean, I've perfected my Sandy Cohen."
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"I'll schmear it for ya."
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"Well, you know, not bad."
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"I am very sexy."
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"Baby, stop mimicking Sandy."
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"Julie! Crêpe?"
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"I think I'm too nauseous to eat."
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"Morning sickness."
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"Or wedding jitters. Who can tell?"
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"Yeah, he's kind of become a broken record over and over again. He keeps saying..."
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"Bang!"
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"Hey, Sandy. Bullit."
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"Ryan. Peanut."
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"Hey, Blondie."
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"And there she is,"
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"the future Mrs. Gordon Bullit."
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"KIRSTEN: Well, wedding days can be nerve-wracking, but just think,"
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"(sighing)"
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"Hey, breakfast time."
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"Toaster strudel!"
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"Oh, you're the best cook ever."
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"Shh, enough talking, what do you want to watch?"
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"MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, Briefcase or No Briefcase?"
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"The premise is so simple."
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"Yet so compelling."
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"(knock at door)"
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"Can I come in? Hey, sure."
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"I know you don't like to leave your lair,"
The O.C.
"but the inspector is coming to the house today."
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"I think everybody should be there. But this chair is my home now."
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"Boy, his body language is very negative."
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"You think?"
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"I think it was more of a smirk."
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"So what's the good news? When can we rebuild?"
The O.C.
"I hate to say this, but how about never?"
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"Excuse me?"
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"The amount of structural damage is substantial."
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"But Dad, we can pay to fix it, right?"
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"Yeah, we've got insurance, savings."
The O.C.
"Well, the cost of repairing the damage is more than the value of this house."
The O.C.
"I'm sorry, but there's no saving your home."
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"The O.C. EP16"
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"-=The Last Fantasy=- Proudly Presents"
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"Sync:Allen -=www.eastgame.net=-"
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"Nice view, infinity pool..."
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"Yeah, but no pool house."
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"Yes, well, six bedrooms. I think there's room enough for everyone."
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"Yeah, but it still just doesn't feel like home."
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"You know, maybe I'm not ready to leave the old place yet."
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"I'm going to miss it."
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"Doesn't mean I'm not looking forward to Berkeley."
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"Oh, Berkeley."
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"Now, there was a house."
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"The minute we walked in the front door, we knew we were home."
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"Wood floors, exposed beams,"
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"And this house has none of those things."
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"Well, it's got a Viking range, granite countertops..."
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"It's average and generic."
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"I think we should make an offer. You do?"
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"You do? Well, we've seen five versions of the same house."
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"REALTOR: I'll draw up the papers."
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"Whatever you want, honey."
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"It's hard to believe that soon all this will be gone."
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"Take a good look around. Everything is about to change."
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"Actually, I have a surprise."
The O.C.
"Look."
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"The floor plan to our apartment in Providence."
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"Hey, big-screen TV,"
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"La-Z-Boys, hot plate."
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"It looks exactly like here. Mm-hmm."
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"Awesome."
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"Do you think our TiVo will keep its memory if we pack it?"
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"I don't know. I should call the help line right now."
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"Oh..."
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"What?"
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"Nothing."
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"What?"
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"Isn't it awesome we get to live like this for the next four years?"
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"Mm-hmm."
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"Hey, Atwood. Hey."
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"Ryan. Come in. Sit."
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"Yeah, not going to happen."
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"But I do need your help with a plan."
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"Does it involve leaving this room?"
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"It involves leaving the city."
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