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

"Welcome back from Paris, Ms. Townsend."
The O.C.
"You here for business or pleasure?"
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"That is an excellent question, sir."
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"The answer to which I spent the better part"
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"of my trans-Atlantic flight trying to determine."
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"Because that would imply that seeing Ryan Atwood again is pleasurable,"
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"when really, all it is is stressful and..."
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"you know, really kind of surreal that we ever dated in the first place."
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"Because it's not like we have anything in common."
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"You know, not that we didn't try though, because we really did."
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"and learned hacky sack in an effort to fit in at Berkeley,"
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"and then he learned French and learned to appreciate"
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"the difference between a Brie and a Camemburt"
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"And then he grew this little mustache in an effort"
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"and it was really just kind of an above-lip disaster."
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"And from there we just realized it didn't work, you know."
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"We didn't work and I left,"
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"to escape the painful reality of yet another failed relationship"
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"and at least this time I didn't stalk him though."
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"Good thing I never fell in love with the president, huh?"
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"That would be bad."
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"Right."
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"Summer!"
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"Hey, Taylor."
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"Hi. Hi!"
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"So good to see you."
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"Oh, you, too."
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"Did you come alone?"
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"Ryan doesn't know that you're coming."
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"You told me not to tell him."
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"Who said anything about Ryan?"
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"We're so over."
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"I just, I can't even believe we ever even dated, you know?"
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"I don't even think I would recognize him."
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"You know, I just hope he shaved that mustache."
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"SETH: Did you get a rental car?"
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"Yeah. You got the address?"
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"Ryan, hi."
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"You found out I was coming and decided to surprise me?"
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"No, I didn't know you were coming back and I'm leaving."
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"Oh, not far. We'll be back by tonight."
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"That wasn't awkward at all."
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"No, no, why would it be?"
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"Taylor, are you okay?"
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"I can't believe the Bullit's got 12 sons."
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"One from every major oil refinery in Texas."
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"I mean, it'll be cool,"
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"if they're all like you."
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"Well, that's the thing."
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"Bullits, meet the Squirt."
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"ALL: Howdy, Squirt!"
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"Squirt, meet the Bullits."
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"This is Austin, Dallas, Houston, Lubbock,"
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"Odessa, El Paso, Amarillo, Texarkana,"
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"San Antonio, Corpus Christi"
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"and Hanoi."
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"Wow."
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"Okay."
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"Now you got yourself a whole buffet of Bullits to love."
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"ALL: Bang!"
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"Wow."
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"Well, I guess the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree."
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"Oh, not my apples. The Bullit's DNA is bulletproof."
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"Oh, looky here, the wife-to-be."
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"(Bullits whooping) Bang!"
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"GORDON: Lucky number 13, yes!"
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"This is it."
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"The Berkeley House."
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"RYAN: Yeah, exactly how Sandy described it."
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"You ready for this?"
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"Hi."
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"So we'd like to buy your house."
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"--Please don't shut the door."
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"but this house isn't for sale."
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"We should tell them everything. Okay, right."
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"No, no, he means it used to be his house."
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"Yeah, those baby handprints in the cement,"
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"those, those are mine."
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"Oh, those little hands are yours? Those are so cute."
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"I know, thank you."
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"Anyway, my parents moved us to Newport when I was two,"
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"which was a mistake on many levels,"
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"but it did allow us to adopt a young ex-convict named Ryan."
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"Right. Now our house is condemned due to an earthquake."
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"and I feel like there's this chance for our family to have a fresh start."
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"RYAN: Yeah, his parents are always talking about the time"
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"they spent here being the best of their lives."
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"It'd be like coming home."
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"Look, I hear you."
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"But this already is a home, it's ours."
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"And it's not for sale."
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"I thought I had them with the hands in the cement thing."
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"Me, too."
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"We should call your dad."
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"and the airlines won't let women fly in their ninth month of pregnancy."
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"What if she didn't fly on an airline?"
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"And you also sign here, and here and this is your offer."
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"Well, we'll live there a year, get settled with the baby,"
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"and then we can look for a house without feeling rushed."
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"And I know we can't impose on Julie much longer."
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"Oh, me, too."
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"Drop that pen, amigo!"
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"I'm kidnapping the both of you."
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"Is he drunk?"
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"No. Your boys called."
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"They're up in Berkeley"
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"trying to buy back the old homestead."
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"Just need you two up there to seal the deal."
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"I figured the least I could do is lend my jet,"
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"since old Sanford here introduced me to my lady love."
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"I can't fly. I'm nine-months pregnant."
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"Oh, my son Amarillo, he's waiting at the plane."
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"He's one of those doctors for women's private parts."
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"Come on, sunshine's burning. Let's go."
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"Not to pressure you,"
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"but the owners are expecting other offers."
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"Oh, what the hell, blondie, I'll buy this house."
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"There you go."
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"There you go."
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"Thank you. Andele!"
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