Seth: I don’t believe it, Ryan. Bright Eyes has two albums in the top ten. Ryan: You okay with that? Seth: Yeah I just feel like the rest of the world’s finally caught up to me. It’s a little bit scary. Ryan: Yeah, it’s a lot scary. Seth: Tell me I’m still special. Sandy: You […]
Seth: Okay, so then when the cops showed up and asked who’s responsible for the girl floating in the pool, he was like, what? “I’m an ex-con on parole. I know, I’ll say me.” Ryan: No, I think that when the cops showed up and went to put the cuffs on Marissa he did what […]
Sandy: I tell you the timing in this household is a thing of beauty. Trey: I’m sorry, Ryan. Okay? I screwed up. And you and Seth and Marissa saved my ass. I know that. Will you please just accept my apology? Ryan: Don’t keep Sandy waiting. Seth: He doesn’t exactly seem overburdened with possessions. Unless […]
Trey: Just ah, something I picked up in prison. Seth entering: Ah yeah, the old scallion and shiv omelet. I’ve seen Lockup. Stallone’s finest work since Over the Top. Trey: Stallone, huh? Eh, I’m more of a Van Damme fan. Ryan: What, are you kidding me? Segal, man. Seth: Yeah, a divided house can not […]
Ryan getting off the phone: That was Trey. Kirsten: Your brother? Ryan: Yeah. He’s getting out of jail tomorrow. Wants me to pick him up in Chino. Seth: Well, there’s that family trip you wanted. Kirsten: I know Trey is the only family that Ryan has and I do think that we should help him— […]
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 […]
Ryan: This thing with Lindsay is… different. Seth: Different how? Ryan: Different as in not fixed by pancakes. And don’t ask me how I feel about waffles. Seth: Got it. Seth: This thing with Lindsay is just really kicking Ryan’s ass. Summer: Which is why it’s a good thing we’re like the Marines. Seth: How […]
Seth: Think we should stick together? Kinda two-by-two like Noah did? He’s very wise, Ryan. He had a beard. Sandy: I feel like we’ve become like strangers. Kirsten: Well, I was taught never to talk to strangers. Julie: That’s very punk of you. You know, I used to like the punk in my day. Marissa: […]
Seth: Do you not see what’s going on here? Ryan: Yes. You’re wallowing. Ryan about Seth’s obsession with Zach and Summer: No, Seth, you can’t ask her. It’s weird and it’s creepy and it’s none of your business. Kirsten: Have you seen Seth? Sandy: Well I’ve smelled him. Smells like Teen Spirit to me. Julie […]
After Kirsten sends roses down the trash compactor Seth: Looks like I’m not the only one at odds with the universe. Summer about her earrings: Do you think these are too bling for a meeting? Julie to Marissa: Are you going to throw your bedroom furniture in the pool now? Sandy: There are days that […]
Ryan: Is this about Alex? Seth: Ah, no no. She’s merely kitchen table fodder at this point. She’s no longer up to pool house standard. Ryan: Look, I’m not the biggest fan of your dad—no offense—but I mean Luke Skywalker was happy to have a dad, even if it was Darth Vader. Kirsten: You’re right, […]
Seth: Is she back together with her lesbian ex? And if so is she open to some sort of menage-a-threeway as in the film Summer Lovers? Zach: You should just focus on the good stuff in your life. Like school. Seth grimaces. Or… comics. Yeah, I got nothing. Alex on the phone with Marissa: Are […]
Sandy: Ask me while you’re giving me the massage. I’m inclined to say yes. Seth: Why have guys night out when we could have guys night in. Summer: Am I about to get whacked? Kirsten to Julie: Oh my. There’s so much you here. Sandy: Okay, honey, I don’t want to alarm you, but there’s […]
Seth: If you’re alone, cough twice. Ryan: I’m alone. Seth: Okay, it’s not as stealth but it works too. Ryan: Where are you? Seth: Well remember last night when I said I was going to bed? Ryan: Didn’t happen, huh? Seth: Ah, no, it did. Just not my bed. But I did bring my favorite […]
Seth: Hey man, what’s going on? Ryan: Studying. Seth: Will you punch someone, please? For old time’s sake? Alright, fine. Logarithms are the new uppercut. I got it. Seth: It’s a story as old as time, really. Boy meets girl, boy likes girl, boy finds out girl is surrogate mother’s illegitimate half-sister. Sandy: I’m guessing […]
Caleb: What is the point of living in Southern California if it’s going to be this cold? Sandy: Fifty degrees in December, Cal. That ain’t cold. Caleb: Yeah, my blood must have gotten thinner. Sandy: Or you’ve got ice in your veins. Sandy: Spare me. You’re not trying to protect Lindsay, you’re trying to protect […]
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 […]
Seth about Lindsay: She’s musical, she’s witty… hopefully she’s free for lunch. Seth: I can’t believe I finally met her. Ryan: Lindsay? Seth: Lindsay Cohen. That’s got a nice ring to it, don’t you think? Will you hook that up for me? Ryan: No. Seth: Why not? Unless, hey, I mean, do you like her? […]
Ryan: Looks like Summer was way off base. {Seth looks perplexed} Accusing you of making everything about you. Seth: My god, she is right. Seth: I’m like a monster, dude. I’m all I think about. And not in a good way. Ryan: There’s a good way? Sandy: You’re not exactly the ideal client. Caleb: What, […]
Seth: We cannot go. Ryan: We can’t not go. Seth: We can so not go. Ryan: I’m gonna brood. Silently. Over here. Seth: So you’re just gonna walk up to her in front of the entire student body and be all, “Hey.” And just hope she “heys” you back? Ryan: Yeah, we’re not going to […]
Kirsten: Are you doing that thing where you think that I’m ignoring you, so you start speaking gibberish to see if I’m listening? Sandy: Aw. You were listening. Kirsten: Nope. Sandy: Sometimes the best thing is for a kid to have some space. Kirsten: The Pacific Ocean? That’s space? Summer: I feel like my flesh […]