theocquotes (theocquotes) wrote,

211- The Second Chance

Alex: Who knew you Harbor girls could throw down.
Marissa: Yeah, well, I'm not like the other girls.
Alex: Well, then I guess it's about time I show you the meth lab in the basement.
Marissa: I thought you'd never ask.

Alex (to Seth): We were each other's in-between people. You helped me get over Jodie and I helped you get over Summer.

Alex: Nice house!
Seth: It's good for vacations and weekends and stuff.

Caleb: You know that... Yogalates or... Cardiobar... or whatever you've been up to are working wonders on your figure. And that Talbots it's so... fetching.

Caleb (to Kirsten and Lindsay): Now that I have a second chance... I'd like a second chance.

Kirsten: Well didn't you use that Luke Skywalker/Darth Vader analogy?
Ryan: She poked a serious hole in that analogy.

Kirsten: Listen, nobody has been crushed by our dad more than me.
Lindsay: Hey, well, there's a club I want to join.

Kirsten (after Caleb's heart attack): That's the last time I try cooking.

Kirsten (to Ryan about Caleb): He must have her confused with my other sister... or his wife.
Sandy (to Rebecca): I can see how that might salt your game.

Kirsten (to Lindsay): I've never been able to figure him out, but maybe we can figure it out... together.

Lindsay: If it makes you feel any better, I never thought I even liked you until I thought I lost you.

Lindsay (to Ryan about Caleb): I know that he is going to like you, I mean, how could he not.

Rebecca (to Sandy): Happen to have a bong handy?

Rebecca: Sandy, is that you?
Kirsten: Rebecca?

Ryan: Is this about Alex?
Seth: Ah, no no. She's merely kitchen table fodder at this point. She's no longer up to poolhouse 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, she needs a dad.

Ryan: Luke Skywalker was still happy to find his dad, even if he was Darth Vader.
Lindsay: Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader fought with light sabers until one of them died.

Ryan (to Caleb): Right, because there are no musicals in Chino.

Ryan: You don't want a relationship with Julie Cooper, do you? 'Cause I don't think we'd ever see each other.

Sandy: Yeah, while I'm harboring a fugitive I'll go score some pot on the street.

Sandy: I can see how that might salt your game.
Rebekah: "Salt my game"? Is that how they talk in Orange County?
Sandy: Stick around, you'll be saying "rad" in no time.

Seth: So I'm just complaining because I have nothing to complain about.

Seth (to Summer): I always say every four-legged sidekick needs a cape.

Seth: Okay, the way you're holding the pencil, you're choking it.
Summer: I am not! This pencil can breathe on its own!

Summer: Okay, let's be more professional! Less drooling, more drawing. And don't give me any junk in the trunk, either.

Summer (to Seth): Wow, alcoholism as a super power. That's an interesting take.

Summer (to Seth): If it was up to you I'd be wearing shredded jeans and pasties.

Summer (to Marissa): It wasn't an almost-kiss, it was a nose graze.

Summer (to Marissa): You are you, you are single and you have a cute nose so why not put it out there.

Summer: Oh, I will compromise your vision. Do not forget my rage-blackouts!

Zach: And Cohen, you gotta nail Summer!
Seth: What?!
Summer: Excuse me?
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