Seth: Ryan Atwood, are you scared of a girl?
Ryan: No, I just, I just might like her, and I don’t know, every time there’s a big party to go to…
Seth: Everything goes terribly awry?
Ryan: Yeah.
Ryan: You’re not really the fist-fighting type.
Seth: You’re not really the type to be scared of girls.
Summer: Hey Cohen, you should invite that girl from Saturday night. Yeah… oh, I forgot. She totally pulled a Houdini on your ass.
Seth: Oh right. You must be talking about Lindsay, not Alex. The one I made out with.
Summer: Oh, sorry. Alex. My mistake, and here I’m feeling sorry for the wrong girl…
Zach: I should probably get to class…
Summer: You know, you just really should make sure she wears comfortable shoes so she doesn’t twist her ankle when she’s running away…
Seth motions to Zach: Yeah. Like, like him?
Summer: Zach! Hey! runs after him
Seth: That worked out rather nicely.
Sandy: What could he possibly have done that he’d rather go to jail than admit to? Unless, life with Julie Cooper is tougher than we thought.
DJ: You don’t want to be distracted by having to, I don’t know, finally introduce me to your friends?
Kirsten: I don’t want you getting yourself in trouble over this.
Sandy: Aw, honey. It’s a little late for that.
Ryan: What’s up? You going with Summer?
Zach: Definitely. It’s a given, right? Except of course for Cohen.
Ryan: Ah, I don’t think he’s asking Summer.
Zach: I don’t think he has to. I mean, even if he doesn’t ask her, somehow the night’s gonna end up about them.
Ryan: I get that. Believe me.
Zach: So he’s over Summer?
Ryan: Oh yeah, definitely. I think so. He wants to be.
Seth: Hey, need a hand with something?
Marissa: Sure.
Seth: Alright. Ryan, be a gentleman. I’ve got class.
Seth: It’s not too late. You can still ask him to the SnO.C. The man loves to dance.
Lindsay: He’s gonna think I’m crazy.
Seth: Oh ho ho. He knows you’re a girl. He expects it.
Summer: You’ve gotta go, like, Ice-Man on her ass. See how she likes it.
Seth: Wow, was that your first X-Men reference?
Summer: Top Gun.
Seth: Top Gun. Hey. That’s one of the greatest love stories of our time.
Renee Wheeler (Kathleen York): Mr. Cohen, you know I can’t speak to you without my attorney present.
Sandy: Ms. Wheeler, with all due respect, you didn’t say a word to me when your attorney was present.
Seth: That is how lame I have become. I can’t even be third-wheel to an actual relationship.
Ryan: Nice work.
Sandy: Never underestimate a parent’s ability to mortify his child.
Julie: Jimmy, look.
Jimmy: Wow, she looks beautiful.
Julie: Yes, but more importantly she’s with Ryan. Who right now—let’s face it—looks like Prince Charming.
Sandy: Even if you were having an affair with this woman, sixteen years is an awfully long time to be paying someone palimony. Unless there was a child.
Caleb: That is the most preposterous—
Sandy: Was there a child?
Marissa: I already told you, the Winter Ball is not his type of thing.
Ryan: Did he decide that or did you?
Zach: I get it. You guys are just one of those couples. Even when you’re not being a couple you’ll always be a couple. You’re Joannie and Chachi, Luke and Leia.
Seth: Luke and Leia were brother and sister.
Zach: Yeah, well. May the force be with you.
Alex: What, you go to Harbor? Why aren’t you at the SnOC Winter Wank-off?
Zach: I’m sensing a low level of sarcasm here. What am I supposed to do?
Alex: Be a man. Put down your chocolate soda and fight for her.
Zach: I’m not really much of a fighter. I know I look big but I just have have really broad shoulders.
Julie: I was easy to love back then. I was beautiful and much nicer.
Jimmy: Jules, c’mon. You’re still beautiful. And we both know, you were never nice.
Ryan: I know something we can do that doesn’t involve a lot talking. Cut to them playing video games.