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 […]
Seth: Is that a new shirt? Ryan: Yeah. Your mom bought me some new clothes. Which she didn’t have to do. Seth: Right. Because we all know you get a lot of mileage out of a tank top. Hey, speaking of which, do you think I could pull off the wife beater? You know, switch […]
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 […]
Sandy: We gotta stop meeting like this. Sandy: It’s gonna be okay. Ryan: My mom ditched me. I burned your wife’s house down. How is this going to be okay? Sandy: Well. I should be off. Gotta find the next kid to jeopardize the community. Maybe a black kid. Or an Asian kid. Kirsten: Where […]
Seth: You know what I was thinking? I think that this being your last night and all, we should do something special. I don’t know what. Possibly get a couple of tattoos, or some hookers and lose our virginity. Right? Nothing. Okay, dude, I don’t know. There’s a shark movie at the IMAX if that’s […]
Sandy Cohen: Ryan. Sandy Cohen. The court’s appointed me your public defender. Ryan just looks at him suspiciously. You could do worse. Sandy: Have you given any thought at all to your future? Dude, I’m on your side. C’mon, help me out here. This— Ryan Atwood: Modern medicine is advancing to the point where the […]