Marissa: I’m emotionally stable. Besides, I’m not the only one crying. Seth: I’m sorry, what? I’m allergic, okay? And there is so much pollen in here right now, it’s ridiculous. Marissa: It’s okay. Seth: And tomorrow I’m watching football, okay? Summer: Football season is five months away. Luke: Thanks for meeting me. Julie: Well it’s […]
Seth: So, then, did you take your watch off during the deed or… what exactly? Ryan: Wanna wait in the car? I can pick something up from the front desk myself. Seth: No, that’s cool. I’ve got more questions. So then, I don’t understand. Did you take it off during foreplay? Was it before foreplay? […]
Seth: We were just discussing your plan. Theresa: What plan? Seth: Exactly. Luke: The sooner you realize that it’s never going to go back to the way it was, the sooner you can move on. Anna: They have chin implants? Summer: My Dad does them all the time. He says chins are the new nose. […]
Ryan about Marissa: We’ll just go back to being friends. Seth: When were you guys ever friends? Was it when you were beating up her boyfriend or, ah, spooning in a Tijuana motel? Is that when you were friends? Ryan: Yeah, that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends. Does it? Seth: I don’t know. Summer: […]
Ryan: I know you want me to say I’m sorry, but I’m not. Oliver admitted it right to my face. He told me he wanted me gone so he could get to Marissa. Sandy: Then why would he drop the assault charges against you? Sandy: Come on, Ryan. Talk to me. Ryan: What’s the point? […]
Sandy: Alright. One more. Ryan: No. No more. Sandy: Oh come on! You were so good at the driving range. Ryan: I don’t play golf. Seth: Not true, buddy! You just don’t play well. Sandy: And you know, there’s plenty more to do in Palm Springs other than play golf. You could spa. Ryan: I […]
Seth: So what’s it going to be, huh? Do you want your menorah or candy cane? Hm? Hanukkah or Christmas? Ryan: Uh… Seth: Uh uh. Don’t worry about it, buddy. Because in this house you don’t have to choose. Allow me to introduce you to a little something that I like to call Chrismukkah. Ryan: […]
Seth: Mom. Mom, no! No recipes. Put them away. Kirsten: This is Ryan’s first Thanksgiving in the house and we’re going to make this meal as a family. Kirsten: Are there pans? Are there any pans anywhere? Sandy: Not inspiring a lot of confidence, darling. Seth: Do you know what I dream about when I […]
Kirsten on walking in on Ryan and Marissa: It’s never happened with Seth. Sandy: You walked in on them? Kirsten: Well at least I knocked. Sandy: I knew it. Ryan and Marissa Cooper. Didn’t I tell you! Kirsten: No. Sandy: No. Seth: Oh I get it. I’m just here for the comic relief. Seth: But […]
Sandy: Are we worried your dad won’t love us if we don’t feed him enough? Kirsten: Alright, starting now, no more digs at my dad. Sandy: Oh honey, that wasn’t a dig. Seth? Seth: No. When you called him a heartless bastard, that was a dig. Sandy: You sold me out. See they’re like puppets […]