Seth: I gotta say, last year? Better than this year.
[…]
Ryan: Maybe it’s because last year was new.
Ryan: Live in the now, Seth.
Seth: I’m sorry. I’m afraid I can’t do that.
Kirsten: He wants to take it beyond gossip and dish. Focus on culture, the local art scene.
Sandy: So it’s really more of a pamphlet than a magazine.
Seth: That guy worked an entire summer in construction. And also he enjoys architecture and burning stuff down.
Marissa: That’s a good idea. Thanks.
Seth: Don’t mention it… especially not to Summer.
Ryan: So… can I borrow Captain Oats?
Seth to Captain Oats: Oats? Now Ryan is going to use you as an inspiration. Now, if he touches you any place weird… and by weird I mean whispers to Captain Oats, I want you to neigh as loud as you can.
Sandy: Julie, you scared me. More than usual.
Julie: Always a pleasure, Sanford.
Sandy: Only Caleb gets to call me Sanford because he won’t not.
Sandy: So you started out with a porn director and ended up with Caleb. I’d consider that a lateral move.
Carter: This magazine is just a photo opportunity for 55 year old women with 25 year old breasts.
Kirsten: But this is chance to turn this community upside-down. Be subversive, irreverent.
Carter: I’d rather be drunk.
Seth: Did I say slept in a tent? What I mean to say is that they repented for lent.
Seth: Someone’s going to kill me.
Ryan: I’m not going to the bonfire.
Julie: But you have go to the bonfire.
Ryan: What, are you and Seth working on the same team now?
Ryan: It’s not about me, I’m here because of her mom.
Alex: What are you and Julie Cooper a team, now?
Marissa: Hey. I thought you weren’t coming.
Ryan: Captain Oats was rather concerned that he wouldn’t be represented.