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Clips from The O.C. - The O.Sea (S02E02)

"Summer doesn't want you, she doesn't want Zach--"
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"a new wrinkle."
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"What, the prom? Yeah."
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"We-- as a couple, Ryan--"
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"No, I mean romance, Ryan."
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"really buying in to the prom thing."
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"How do you know that?"
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"Sat behind her and Marissa in computer class."
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"Really honed my eavesdropping skills that year."
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"forever dreamt of going to the prom,"
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"Well, you need to get that out of your mind."
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"If it helps at all, I don't think I'm gonna go, either."
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"Look, just 'cause you saw Trey leaving Marissa's"
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"Maybe he went over to borrow something, like a book."
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"Okay, you're just... married"
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"to the worst possible scenario, huh?"
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"Look, I'm gonna talk to her about it today,"
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"Dad? Where... where are you?"
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"Okay. Uh, yeah."
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"* PP123 & *"
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"* California *"
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"Oh, honey,"
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"I am so glad you're okay."
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"I'm so sorry."
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"We'll get through this."
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"I promise."
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"They had to cut it off."
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"Mom. You okay?"
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"no internal injuries. What happened?"
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"Talking on the cell phone. Stupid."
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"Well, under the circumstances,"
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"What an honor."
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"Uh, House of Flying Daggers, Evil Dead II."
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"Oh? I kind of... That's sort of the catch. No, Two's better."
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"I don't know what to tell you, Sandy."
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"maybe I read it wrong."
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"Maybe it was a .07."
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"Just promise me you'll get her some help."
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"So it's an underwater thing?"
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"Yeah, but it turns out that's a lot more work than I thought."
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"Oh. Do you have any idea"
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"how to make a papier-mâch octopus?"
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"Coop, did I miss something?"
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"'Cause for, like, a blip, you guys actually seemed happy."
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"Well, it's you and Ryan-- it's supposed to be."
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"Yeah."
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"Fine. I'm fine."
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"Isn't that, like, your fifth-grade dream coming true?"
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"a hot guy in a tux with a carnation pinned to his lapel."
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"Instead, I'm drawing straws between nerd boy and ass clown."
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"Fast forward to prom: there's me standing alone,"
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"while the two of them wrestle on the floor"
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"like two girls in a mud pit. Summ,"
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"I'm building the lost city of Atlantis"
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"out of streamers and tape; you got to at least show up."
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"Fine. If you work out your mysterious issues"
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"I wouldn't hold my breath."
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"So, how is she? Well, the doctor says she'll be fine."
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"I... I should've seen this coming."
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"Even me."
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"Okay,"
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"I'll bite."
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"Sandy, I did not come here to talk about myself."
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"Hey, if this involves you being naked,"
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"please, y-you got to warn me."
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"Well, it says here, if you and Caleb are married"
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"for a year, you get $3 million at least."
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"If you have been married for less than a year,"
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"you get nothing."
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"He's a cheap son of a bitch,"
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"Sandy, please, you've got to find a loophole."
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"I don't know, Julie, this looks ironclad to me."
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"All Caleb has to do is file the papers"
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"by Monday with the County Clerk."
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"you're out of luck."
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"Cohen."
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"I'm so sorry about the launch."
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"Let's put it behind us. Okay, like it never happened."
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"Yeah. Okay. I'm going this way."
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"You think Summer's willing to forget about it?"
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"Sure. If she sees how mature we're being. Right?"
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"We're shaking hands, we're using brains instead of brawn."
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"We're no longer ruled by our Y chromosomes."
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"No, we're civilized gentlemen, Zach."
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"Oh,"
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"here comes our first test."
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"We were both just talking..."
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"Look, Summer, we're really sorry."
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"Are you willing to forgive us?"
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"Nope. Don't want to forgive you."
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"But prom is tomorrow night,"
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"So I'm not gonna let our demented little threesome"
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"ruin that for me."
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"So I'm going..."
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"Well, which one of us are you gonna take?"
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"and tired to choose, so you're gonna decide."
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"will pick me up. Got it? Good."
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"Oh."
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"Hm."
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"Dude, she is totally hanging by a thread."
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"Because, dude, I saw her first."
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"Sure it does."
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"I got a text message from Reed."
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"She wants to meet us at the diner for lunch?"
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"then we deal with this Summer thing later."
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"All right, one battle at a time."
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"You're sending me to rehab?"
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"We can say you... you're taking a trip."
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"In this town, a trip is always rehab."
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"have to worry about me; I'm done with drinking."
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"Just like that, huh?"
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"and make something like this disappear."
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"Look..."
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"I'm going to the kitchen now,"
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"Are you coming?"
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"Tell you what?"
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"I saw Trey leaving your house last night."
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"It's not what you think."
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"and you're not talking, so..."
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"I'm taking my best guess."
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