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Clips from The O.C. - The Chrismukkah That Almost Wasn't (S02E02)

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"I married you because I loved you"
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"I've worked with him side by side all this time."
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"I get nervous, and I start talking, and then nothing can shut me up."
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"What is the point of living in Southern California"
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"Well, my blood must have gotten thinner."
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"Or you got ice in your veins."
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"What the hell else can I do?"
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"No, I can't. You know I can't."
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"What about the child?"
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"Which child? Lindsay?"
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"What happens to her?"
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"Facing Kirsten and Julie has got to be better than going to jail."
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"I'm done. So are you. Happy holidays."
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"Mother?"
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"Did you not clean out the menorah from last year?"
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"The shammes is looking a little bit waxy."
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"Uh, sorry. I'll get right on that."
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"Uh, Seth, a little help here, please."
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"Now, if my sense of a cultural zeitgeist is accurate..."
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"You're absolutely right."
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"Does it look like I'm kidding?"
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"Yeah, but I'm also overseeing licensing and merchandising, okay?"
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"You married me because I was pregnant"
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"Warm and fuzzy."
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"Renee's gonna plead the Fifth, and when she does, you're sunk..."
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"But yeah."
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"Spare me."
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"You're not trying to protect Lindsay. You're trying to protect yourself,"
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"'cause you know once you come clean, you're gonna get what's coming to you."
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"- Be careful. - ... and I do believe it is..."
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"Let me guess what your job is."
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"Uh, I'm supervising, smart ass."
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"Well, that's big of you."
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"I'll do my best."
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"They're called gentiles and a whole slew of them at that."
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"Now, we're gonna have to really put our heads together"
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"Father!"
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"Chrismukkah. Oh, leave me out of it."
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"Hey, for Chrismukkah to sweep the nation, we're gonna need an anthem."
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"I'm sorry."
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"Where's Zack? I'm not used to seeing you without him."
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"Wait a second, guys. Summer, Marissa,"
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"- Sure, why not? - Okay, I'm in. Whatever."
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"- It's too weird. - I agree."
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"I don't think it's such a good idea."
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"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to impose."
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"Well, she can't be here if Caleb's gonna be here."
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"No, hey, man. We thought her and Marissa together would be awkward."
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"- Yeah, sure. Dude, name it. Anything. - I need you to un-invite Summer."
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"- Hi. - Hi. Oh."
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"Ok, ok, I know everything I said about not being into the holidays, which is true."
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"And I stayed up all night. And you're gonna think I'm a really big dork, but.."
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"Summer, neither am I, okay. All these trees look the same."
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"When it comes to Christmas trees, mm, a bit out of your wheel house."
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"You know, after everything we've been through,"
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"you were able to put aside our differences."
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"I just think you're really changing and that maybe we're actually friends."
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"She take it better than expected?"
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"- Oh, hello. - Hi."
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"Where are we going with this, Cal?"
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"I need to tell the truth. I need to tell Kirsten."
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"Oh, hi, Renee. A- Are you looking for Lindsay?"
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"No one's going anywhere until someone tells me what the hell is going on."
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"I'm so sorry, sweetie. I should have told you."
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"Suddenly, my family... not so dysfunctional."
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"Kirsten, please, listen..."
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"Kiki, honey, please."
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"Okay?"
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"I think."
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"my mom throwing vases at my grandfather's head kind of trumps it,"
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"I'll be free."
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"I need you to forgive me."
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"It's your life."
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"Uh... I know, I... was hoping we could talk about Lindsay."
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"She is."
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"- Hi, girls. - Hey."
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"- How are you? - We're okay."
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"You've been talking to her a lot lately."
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"Welcome to a life of insecurity and paralyzing self doubt."
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"laugh through our tears, make jokes"
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"Most of all that we didn't start dating."
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"It means you get one of these."
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"So, when did you come up with this holiday, exactly?"
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"And maybe someday Lindsay will forgive me."
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"Well, you can start by carrying my tree to my car later. Hmm?"
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"Hey. I've got latkes."
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"It's penned to Death Cab's "A Lack of Color. ""
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"What?"
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"50 degrees in December, Cal. That ain't cold."
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"Uh-huh."
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"Well, do you want to stop?"
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"- Hey. - Hey."
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"I hope so."
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"What did you want to talk about?"
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"Great. Mistletoe."
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"It's so cute."
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"Blonde hair, blue eyes? Yeah, no problem. I'm a natural."
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"I have a feeling I'm done studying."
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"Ryan invited Lindsay over tomorrow,"
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"I wanted to see if Marissa was back yet. She's not."
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"Then don't do it, man. Do not do it. The last thing you want to do is rush things."
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"The government, they're gonna be asking me to create new holidays."
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"Hey, guys."
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"what am I gonna do? I can't have Lindsay and Marissa hanging out together."
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"if it's gonna be this cold?"
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"Grandpa, I think maybe you should leave."
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"- Enjoy. - Um... it says "Laura. ""
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"Ryan, it's so nice to have someone to help around the house."
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"and do some serious Jewcruitment. Ryan?"
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"and hanging out with you and the Cohens..."
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"Hey, buddy. Hello, friend."
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"- I call dibs on dumplings. - You now call dibs on everything."
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"No, thank you,"
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"Okay. My color-coded holiday alert system is attacking you two."
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"Well, if it isn't the Grinch and Lady Grinch."
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"- Really? - Yeah."
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"Um, but... thanks for coming by."
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"Now, that gives me a chill."
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"And I have a plan."
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