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Clips from The O.C. - The Game Plan (S03E03)

"- Oh, Summer. - Hi."
The O.C.
"Thank you. If I had to listen to one more Berkeley anecdote..."
The O.C.
"- It's only 20 minutes from Brown. - Are you serious?"
The O.C.
"Like I just got hit by a car and shot full of drugs."
The O.C.
"No matter how you slice it, my knee's still screwed up."
The O.C.
"...and discuss business ideas."
The O.C.
"- Yeah, I guess I could. - I know you did it for me."
The O.C.
"Don't. Don't. Don't go there. Don't do that again."
The O.C.
"- No more stories from me. - Yeah, that's a good thing."
The O.C.
"I'm not sure I'm ready to leave that."
The O.C.
"You know, going away to college is not goodbye."
The O.C.
"No matter where you go, this will always be your home."
The O.C.
"...is there a serious-girlfriend component?"
The O.C.
"Hey, sorry for ducking out earlier."
The O.C.
"Listen..."
The O.C.
"Come here."
The O.C.
"...it seems that we're gonna be empty nesters."
The O.C.
"She's a pretty important part of your life."
The O.C.
"Ryan."
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"- Excuse me. - Sure."
The O.C.
"Both our lives."
The O.C.
"- The essay? - I'll say what happened."
The O.C.
"It made me who I am."
The O.C.
"With everything we've been through the past two years..."
The O.C.
"...it really makes me think there's nothing we can't handle."
The O.C.
"I felt kind of weird sitting alone, and I couldn't help overhearing."
The O.C.
"- Previously on The O.C.: - I was with Johnny."
The O.C.
"He went through something. Something like I went through."
The O.C.
"Even if Marissa was accused..."
The O.C.
"- I like you. - Boy."
The O.C.
"...and leave me to pick up the pieces so you could skip town."
The O.C.
"Me neither. Finding the right college ought to be more soulful."
The O.C.
"- "Picking the Perfect College." - I totally spaced that."
The O.C.
"- Does anyone have an extra? - There you go. Remember..."
The O.C.
"I can't even pick out my shoes, let alone plan my life."
The O.C.
"It's okay, it's only four years. And according to this..."
The O.C.
"...it's the high point of an otherwise miserable existence."
The O.C.
"She's okay. She gets to leave Newport. We all do. Think about this."
The O.C.
"- Cohen, shut up. - And weather."
The O.C.
"I'm not talking about "it's cloudy with drizzle" weather."
The O.C.
"- Are you all right? - I'd get to wear wool."
The O.C.
"- Sorry. - Coop, what's wrong?"
The O.C.
"Nothing. I mean, this whole college thing, it's great for you guys."
The O.C.
"I'm just not gonna get to be a part of it."
The O.C.
"I do. Believe it or not, it sounds exciting."
The O.C.
"What, more so than perfecting the art of soufflé?"
The O.C.
"- Sandy, I'm going crazy. - What?"
The O.C.
"It's the sifting, the kneading, the measuring."
The O.C.
"- Honey... - It's not the cooking I hate. It's the quiet."
The O.C.
"Well, we have to get used to a quiet house."
The O.C.
"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure. Remember before Ryan came..."
The O.C.
"...Seth was dead set on going to school on the East Coast."
The O.C.
"- He wants out of California. - That was years ago. He was a kid."
The O.C.
"But he never said he didn't."
The O.C.
"- Try not to go too stir-crazy. - I'll try."
The O.C.
"Marissa."
The O.C.
"- I am? - Harper here is moments away..."
The O.C.
"...from being a surfing legend. - I have to make it through this weekend."
The O.C.
"Assuming that you shred it, you're gonna be picked for PacWest's 2006 team."
The O.C.
"- Someone's gotta carry your surfboard. - Well, I'll be there to watch you..."
The O.C.
"...in your moment of glory. - You all right?"
The O.C.
"- You seem a little... - I'm fine."
The O.C.
"So we'll deal with grades and boards later."
The O.C.
"But for now I just wanna get a feel for what you want."
The O.C.
"- Where you imagine yourself. - Somewhere cold."
The O.C.
"And don't mean the day after Saturday."
The O.C.
"Oh, but I don't wanna learn Greek."
The O.C.
"- Where are you thinking? - I don't know. I've only lived in California."
The O.C.
"Hawaii. Arizona."
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"Boston, Connecticut, Vermont, Maine, Rhode Island or New Hampshire."
The O.C.
"I guess this sounds like I haven't given it a lot of thought."
The O.C.
"But the truth of the matter is, I have."
The O.C.
"I'll be the first in my family to graduate from high school, let alone go to college."
The O.C.
"So I mean, this whole..."
The O.C.
"It's a lot."
The O.C.
"It's just so odd that Charlotte just up and left without so much as a phone call."
The O.C.
"Well, you know, her father called, he said it was an emergency."
The O.C.
"- That's all she needed to hear. - She hasn't spoken to her father in years."
The O.C.
"You know how it is with family. One day..."
The O.C.
"...you're estranged, next you're bugs in a rug."
The O.C.
"I'm losing my mind at home. I feel like..."
The O.C.
"Julie, are you even listening to this?"
The O.C.
"Is there something you need to tell me?"
The O.C.
"Ms. Cooper, this is the last time I'm going to warn you. I need that rent check."
The O.C.
"Ten thousand, or this could get very ugly."
The O.C.
"Is everything okay?"
The O.C.
"- Hey, man. - What's up?"
The O.C.
"You gonna visit me in Providence next year?"
The O.C.
"- You're going to Rhode Island? - Brown University."
The O.C.
"It's turtleneck weather. Most importantly, it's 3000 miles away from here."
The O.C.
"It's safe to say you're not applying to Berkeley. Have you told your dad?"
The O.C.
"Sandy Cohen's a perceptive guy. He'll figure it out."
The O.C.
"Where'd you get a gun? Why do you have this gun?""
The O.C.
"- At least you're going to college. - Unlike a lady friend of yours?"
The O.C.
"...wanted to go to college, you know? - Well, you could talk to her."
The O.C.
"- Use your powers of persuasion. - I don't have any."
The O.C.
"Well, you need to find somebody who does."
The O.C.
"- You need to get yourself an ally. - Why are you doing that?"
The O.C.
"Summer. Feel my forehead."
The O.C.
"- What? Why? - I have college fever."
The O.C.
"- Don't you? - Maybe."
The O.C.
"Summer, cheer up. You're just gonna love Arizona."
The O.C.
"How do you know that I'm applying there?"
The O.C.
"I work in the college counseling office."
The O.C.
"Well, I did notice that you and Seth are headed to opposite ends of the country."
The O.C.
"...where kids drink till they vomit. - Do you have a point?"
The O.C.
"I'm just sad for you, is all."
The O.C.
"- A plan? - Yeah."
The O.C.
"No one is skedaddling anywhere yet, okay?"
The O.C.
"Well, of course you do. And whatever you decide, I'll respect."
The O.C.
"- Good. - I'm just happy..."
The O.C.
"...you're considering Berkeley."
The O.C.
"- Yeah. - As long as it's still on the table..."
The O.C.
"Hey, Cheryl. Yeah, will you get Paul Glass at Berkeley on the line for me?"
The O.C.
"Hey. Thanks for coming to get me."
The O.C.
"Not a problem. Hey, whoa, you wanna hang out for a minute?"
The O.C.
"- What, you just wanna enjoy the scenery? - I wanted to talk to you about college."
The O.C.
"You could talk to somebody."
The O.C.
"Sorry, I sort of overheard what you were talking about. What are you doing here?"
The O.C.
"- Oh, Mitchell Davidson. He's a great guy. - That's what I hear."
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