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Clips from The O.C. - The Links (S01E01)

"Okay. I think we've torn up the course long enough."
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"Come on."
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"You better run!"
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"Dude, nice driving. You made that thing dance."
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"What the hell is your problem, man?"
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"Hey, man..."
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"See you back at the house, okay?"
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"Fine."
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"You look like you're not having dinner with your father."
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"His best shot is starting over somewhere else."
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"How do you think I got you to marry me?"
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"So you were drunk. Explains everything, Kiki."
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"Hey, Dad."
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"- You're not dressed. - I'm not going."
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"- We both know why Hailey's here. - She wants to catch up..."
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"...with her family. - Dad, you honestly don't believe that."
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"Don't be jealous of your sister. I love both my daughters equally."
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"What's not okay is that she wants to take advantage of how much you love her."
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"- You want me to cut her off? - I know you do too."
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"Dinner at 6, in bed by 8."
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"So, Cohen."
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"You and me, alone in a bed."
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"Polyfill. It's not as comfortable as down, but it's good for our allergies, our sniffles."
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"And this bed, huh? It's Posturepedic for my back."
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"And your back."
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"Hey, guys."
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"Hey."
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"Luke's hogging the remote, and it's either football or porn."
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"So could I watch TV with you guys?"
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"- We're not watching TV, Summer. - Yeah, we were about to go to bed."
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"- But it's 8:00. What are you, 70? - On the inside, yes."
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"I thought this was a weekend where we could hang out as friends."
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"A friend on-off switch. A friend appointment book."
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"- It's not it. - Great. You guys."
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"I mean, can you imagine being with a guy with abs like that?"
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"Yeah, apparently not."
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"You don't have to do that."
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"I don't mind."
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"Well, at least let me help."
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"- Where's Marissa? - Getting changed for the hot tub."
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"Right."
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"Start over?"
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"Yeah, I feel like we got off on the wrong foot."
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"And I wanna make this right. Get this thing straight, so we can be friends."
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"Natalie. My friends at Pacific. And now you."
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"Everybody who knows me for more than five minutes ends up hating my guts."
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"We were... We were talking."
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"- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm..."
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"I'm gonna go get some fresh air and..."
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"- I'll get some stuff for breakfast. - I'll go too."
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"No, just... Just stay with Ryan. I'll be back soon. Just..."
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"Just leave the kitchen, man. Everything's okay."
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"You managed to drive him out of his own house?"
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"What were you talking about that was so upsetting?"
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"You know what? Oliver's got problems, but you're the one who's paranoid."
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"- What's your problem? - I don't know."
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"I never really wanted to be a financial planner. Or a thief."
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"...and trying to figure out what I really want to do."
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"It was that dream that carried me through law school."
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"The most enjoyable job I ever had, actually, was working here."
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"- And look at it now. It's closing. - I mean, John Wayne used to come here."
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"- Gary Cooper. - Yeah."
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"This is the real deal, you know. This is the last bit of old Newport."
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"The land value alone would be enough to secure a decent renovation loan."
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"You know, you update the menu a little bit, you bring back happy hour, it'd be..."
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"I mean, a lot more fun than whatever..."
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"A lot more fun than moving to Phoenix without my kids."
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"What?"
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"Two more martinis, please."
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"Egg McMuffins."
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"Totally. Like, what technological innovation is preventing that?"
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"They can put a man on the moon, correct?"
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"And they can't serve an Egg McMuffin past 10:30 a.m."
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"Cabbage Patch Kids."
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"What? Babies harvested from the heads of cabbage?"
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"- Exactly. - What's so freaky about that?"
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"Smurfs, dude."
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"There should be a channel on television, I think, of us watching television."
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"- We're that good. - Yeah."
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"Your whole witty-banter thing is so cute, you guys."
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"Yeah, you guys could totally be related."
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"I'm going to bed too."
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"- He's not back yet? - No. And he still hasn't called."
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"I'm really worried. It's been two hours."
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"- Hey. - Marissa..."
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"...something happened."
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"What's wrong? What is it?"
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"- I messed up real bad. - Where are you?"
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"- What did you do? I just drove back to Newport..."
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"...and took a whole bunch of pills."
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"- Call an ambulance. - No, no. No doctors."
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"- Please. Just... - I'm so scared right now."
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"But..."
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"...come back?"
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"- He's not okay. - He just took a bunch of pills."
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"- I thought you said he was okay. - He said he was."
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"He said he spent the last hour in the bathroom..."
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"...getting the pills out of his system."
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"Why isn't he picking up?"
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"What the hell did you say to Dad? I know you're behind this."
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"How convenient that the one thing you two agree on is how to screw me over."
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"Me not taking Dad's money or taking up room in your house."
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"No. You said you wanted me to live my own life, be on my own, be independent."
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"Then you went and sabotaged my relationship with Dad."
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"My relationship with Dad is between me and Dad."
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"- Was between me and Dad. - I just don't wanna see you in trouble."
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"Yeah, well, whose fault is that? I'll find another way to get by."
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"- You could stay here and work for Dad. - Why?"
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"...but you were right. I need to have my own life."
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"...and as far away from you as I can."
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"Yeah, kind of."
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"- You all right, man? - Yeah. A little embarrassed."
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"Yeah."
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"You guys should go, enjoy the rest of the weekend."
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"What are you talking about? We're not going anywhere."
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"So, what did you take exactly?"
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"I don't know."
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"I don't remember. But I got them all out of my system, I promise."
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"You know, we should call room service. You want any ginger ale or Gatorade?"
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"Maybe we should take him to the emergency room. I mean..."
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