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Clips from The O.C. - The Risky Business (S02E02)

"- You're Ry's girlfriend. - Oh, well, no, well, not anymore. - Yeah, we're just friends."
The O.C.
"What do you mean, a pack of smokes and fresh cocktail?"
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"Nope. Just, something picked up in prison."
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"- How was surfing? - Unbelievable."
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"What, Ryan and Marissa?"
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"- Nothing? - Really? - Ryan..."
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"- I can't believe you're moving in with the Cohens. - It's just for the week."
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"What's gonna be too hot is you wearing this,"
The O.C.
"But just in case."
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"- The O.C. has a charity yard sale? - Well, the donors get to keep half the money, so it's not just for charity."
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"- So that's how they do it in the O.C. - Sandy..."
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"An unfair advantage, you know the opponent's weakness."
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"- And a few show tunes, perhaps? - No..."
The O.C.
"That's your excuse today. Tomorrow, you you're mine. What are you doing today?"
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"They're like vultures, except the Newpsies like to paint their talons."
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"Actually, they'd rather have somebody else paint their talons. Oh, here comes a flock right now."
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"- We're gonna get out of your hair. - Actually, it's great that you're here."
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"Heavy... lifting... I guess I... could do that"
The O.C.
"Oh, thank God. Follow me."
The O.C.
"Now, it's late at night and you're thirsty. So is she."
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"( falsetto ): "Maybe just you. Let's kiss on the mouth, okay?""
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"- Oh, let's French hard. - What are you doing?"
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"- What, you moving in? I had no idea. - Really? 'Cause my mom said she called Kirsten and ran it by you guys."
The O.C.
"Is this awkward?"
The O.C.
"Don't blame me for your sexual tension."
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"Come on."
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"My mom is making me donate ten of these for the charity yard sale."
The O.C.
"Dude, you're a martyr. It sucks."
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"- What's this? - Oh, David Pastor's father-in-law's brother"
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"This is the crystal egg from Risky Business?"
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"See, it's appraised at $10,000."
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"That's a fortune."
The O.C.
"I guess. Come, Trey."
The O.C.
"Welcome to casa de Cohen."
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"Well, I couldn't let you stay in a mansion all by yourself."
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"Right. Sorry. You know, if anyone should know about knocking before entering the poolhouse, that'd be me."
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"Right."
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"- Hey. - Hey."
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"Nice PJ's. Aren't you hot?"
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"- How's the pool house? - Weird."
The O.C.
"Whoa."
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"Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
The O.C.
"Just got to get a jump on the day. Apartment hunting."
The O.C.
"Not now, I can't. I got to help Sandy with the yard sale."
The O.C.
"Well, I'm free. I could go with you."
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"Besides... I think I'm getting in the way."
The O.C.
"All right, ottoman, work with me. You're sexy, get nasty."
The O.C.
"You're a panther and you're in the woods."
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"$10,000."
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"Hey, dude, turn it the other way. It's got a crack in it."
The O.C.
"I hate to say I told you so, but these centerpieces and those tablecloths,"
The O.C.
"- Well, if it isn't our proud sponsor. - I brought the banner and Carter."
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"- No. - Who wants to help me hang the banner?"
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"Long hours, late nights."
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"So this chick just split?"
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"And didn't get her damage deposit back, either."
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"- That's $3,000... I... - Hey, you know, what if we make you a better offer?"
The O.C.
"What if I, uh, became your guy? Anything breaks down, I'll fix it."
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"- Just take the picture. - You're an animal in the woods."
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"- Carter Buckley. I'm working with... - Oh, yeah, my mom."
The O.C.
"That's, like, the perfect amount for a graphic novel."
The O.C.
"Oh, I always wanted to write the great American graphic novel, but we cannot."
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"Hello, Summer, my dearest."
The O.C.
"Well, about the past."
The O.C.
"That is so sweet."
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"Because the only other passions you have besides me are"
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"- We're talking about hanging out next week, maybe get some drinks. - Well, I know he likes drinks."
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"- I'll get it. - Oh, thank you. - We are playing..."
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"Where you been?"
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"- Do a little plastering. - At 6:00 in the morning?"
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"Okay."
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"- Oh... No thanks. - Yeah?"
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"With the apartment."
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"- So when you going to tell Ryan? - I'm not."
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"I got friends. I'm going to come up with the money."
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"While we sleep."
The O.C.
"Give me one of those pieces of gum."
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"- Who's Kurt Schilling, anyway? - I don't know."
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"They have nicer paper. So, technically..."
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"- So, what are we looking for, anyway? - It's for the auction. I need..."
The O.C.
"Interesting stuff, huh?"
The O.C.
"Wow, it means made in London by William Eaton, circa... 1876, I think."
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"You're going to hang yourself with this thing. Let's see..."
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"Ready to rip off some Newpsies?"
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"- We never see you anymore. - I know. I've been really busy with work."
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"- When you think about it, - our own graphic novel"
The O.C.
"it's like ten times cooler than a comic book ever was."
The O.C.
"It's a graphic novel; it's totally different."
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"I guess it isn't that different."
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"- Look, I promise it won't be like before. - And we already kind of said yes."
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"- Yeah, but just to a meeting. - Okay..."
The O.C.
"Any trouble... no more graphic novel,"
The O.C.
"Thanks again for helping out my brother. I appreciate it."
The O.C.
"Yeah. Well, I'm going to go see if they need help inside. I'll see you in there."
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"Trey."
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"There's this glass egg from Risky Business. It's probably the most valuable thing here, and now it's gone."
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"- Can't you think of anyone but yourself for five minutes? - I wasn't thinking about myself."
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"I could still get it back."
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"Come on. Please."
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"Yes, exactly. You get it."
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"brought to you by Newport Living"
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"- Psst. Summer. Come on. - What? But the auction."
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"Yeah, but if I go with you, no one's going to suspect anything, 'cause we all know"
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"I didn't know you were going to throw it. I'll catch it next time. I just need a heads up."
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"- You going to be wingman, you're going to have to catch the keys. - I'll catch the keys next time."
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"Okay, folks, here's a beautiful Erte-esque statue."
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"$3,000! $3,000! $3,500?"
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"For $5,000 to my lovely bride, who, apparently, is just crazy for tea."
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"My shoes! Yeah! Which are vintage!"
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"- What are you doing? - Everything's been auctioned off. - Other than... you know."
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"Well, I am Pippens McGee, and I'm from the Film Preservation Society."
The O.C.
"How do you know? How do I know? How does he know? How do you? How do I?"
The O.C.
"It's... sort of a homing device. Must be a Scientology thing. Mr. Cruise does it to all his favorite props."
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"This is unexpected. But in a good way. We have a new addition to the auction."
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"They clean, they mow the lawn, they look good in suits."
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"- Ladies. - Yeah. So, you've all heard of a silent auction,"
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"And Tom Cruise touched it. So that's hot."
The O.C.
"$10,000 going twice!"
The O.C.
"To the beautiful young lady right here at the front."
The O.C.
"with a little help from Cosmo Girl and Little Miss Vixen, saved the day."
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