Ryan: Have you told her there’s nothing going on between you and Anna? Seth: I’ve tried, but every time I get close she pulls her rape whistle. Summer: Not only will I not go to prom with you, but if you and I were stranded on a desert island, I would take the nourishment that […]
Summer: 48 hours ago, Coop, you were Newport’s Courtney Love. Julie: Marissa, honey, you know it’s not too late to go with you. I promise I won’t embarrass you. I can pretend to be part of your entourage. Or your Scientology guide. Neil (Michael Nouri): Honey, I don’t get it. You throw all of these […]
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? […]
Seth: You did accuse the guy of faking a suicide attempt. Ryan: No I didn’t. I just didn’t believe him. Seth: Oh. Okay. Hard to believe such blind compassion upset Marissa. You should go work things out. Ryan: I don’t trust him. Something about Oliver’s… off. Seth: Yeah. He tried to kill himself. Or he […]
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 […]
Marissa: I love you. Silence. I mean— I didn’t mean. I… Ryan: Thank you… ? Marissa: Uh. You’re welcome? Hailey Nichol (Amanda Righetti): Who the hell are you? Ryan: It’s a long story. Who the hell are you? Hailey Nichol: It doesn’t work that way, dude. It’s my pool house. Ryan: Actually, dude, it’s my […]
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: Do I have a fever? I think I might have a fever and/or the chills. Ryan: Since when? Seth: Since recently. Sandy: So you’re not feeling well? Seth: No, I feel fine. coughs. Just my head’s a little achy and my stomach’s kind of weird. I’m okay. Sandy: C’mere. feels his forehead. Huh. You […]
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 […]
Kirsten: You know, I ask you questions in the hopes of illiciting an actual response. Seth: I feel I convey more with a look. Kirsten: You look adorable. Seth: No. Kirsten: Cute? Dope? Rad? Seth: Please! Please! This is so painful. Kirsten: Doesn’t Seth look rad? Sandy: Oh, you do look rad. Mad props, son. […]
Kirsten: Seth, we need to talk to Ryan. Seth: Okay. If this has to do with the rug, though, I just wanted to tell you that Ryan had nothing to do with it. Kirsten: What about the rug? Seth: I’m gonna go now. Sandy: So Kirsten and I went to Child Services this morning and […]
Mr. Fleck (Steve Higgins): You get called geeks. You get cleaned out. Girls don’t even look at ya— Bill: I thought this was supposed to make us feel better. Mr. Fleck: Hold on, Cool Breeze. It gets better. “What? I’m accepted at a Ivy League college?” “Hey, chicks did smart guys. Who knew.” “Woah. Look […]