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Clips from The O.C. - The Risky Business (S02E02)

"And it's still not enough to get you to talk to me."
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"The next time something comes up, come to me."
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"I-I just..."
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"- wanted to do it on my own. - You don't have to do this on your own."
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"I'll talk to him."
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"Thank you."
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"And I'm gonna pay you back."
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"It's okay. I thought it was lost. My dad's not a big fan of tea."
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"Well, he's going to Alex's old apartment. I got him the money."
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"You know, always. I do wear flannel pajamas."
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"Sorry. Hang on."
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"It's my mom. Hey."
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"Okay. All right. Bye."
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"I guess my mom came home early."
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"She wants to pick me up in half an hour."
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"Previously on The O.C.:"
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"Wow, so that's Carter Buckley? I thought he'd look more like Jerry Garcia."
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"You and me and Summer working on a comic book together, it's probably not the best idea in the first place."
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"Friends."
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"What are you making? Mom's hangover special?"
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"Ah, yeah, the old scallion and shiv omelet."
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"I've seen Lockup, Stallone's finest work since Over the Top."
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"Stallone? Nah, I'm more of a Van Damme fan."
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"Now, we all gotta get together behind a single action hero."
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"- Steve McQueen. - Steve Ma-who?"
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"He cooks breakfast and a McQueen fan. I knew I liked you."
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"- You surf? - He surfs, he sings, he technically fights crime."
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"- Maybe Sandy Cohen should be our action hero. - Just say the word, my son."
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"- Think you can give me a surf lesson sometime? - Oh, better you than me."
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"- He's been trying to get me out there for years - I have tried, I have tried,"
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"- Julie is Marissa's mom. - Oh, so, Ryan's mother-in-law."
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"- There is nothing to know. - Oh, really? 'Cause that's not what it looked like the other night."
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"You coming to Marissa's rescue and all."
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"Well, he's very chivalrous, not unlike a young Steve McQueen."
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"- Yeah, some people say chivalry is dead. I don't believe it. - There's nothing going on with me and Marissa."
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"- We're taking it slow. - Takin' it slow. All right!"
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"- Well, it's a good thing she's no longer your neighbor. - That's right. It's hard to take it slow if they're next door."
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"So, Caleb and Julie are off on their cruise."
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"Well, what are we gonna do without them?"
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"That'll keep things at a snail's pace."
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"- Besides, this way, I can keep an eye on your boyfriend - And yours."
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"- What? I'm not dating Seth. - Coop, we know who I mean."
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"No, I don't, 'cause I don't have a boyfriend"
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"Oh, right. Yeah, you and Ryan staying under the same tent drove Alex out of town."
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"Can't imagine what's gonna happen with you two under the same roof."
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"- Nothing will happen. - Yeah, and nothing will happen in this."
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"Look, it's the middle of spring. It's too hot to wear flannel PJs."
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"- and Ryan seeing you wearing this. - He's not gonna see me wearing it."
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"I know."
The O.C.
"Don't worry. I'll handle it. I'll find a replacement. Okay, thanks."
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"Oh, hey, honey. What are you doing?"
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"I'm heading in to the office; starting work on the low-income housing initiative."
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"- So you're free, then? - No. What's up?"
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"Well, you know, the O.C. charity yard sale that I was supposed to chair but can't because I'm working."
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"So a charity event where the donors keep half the profits and a yard sale with no yard."
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"I was just wondering if you could do me a..."
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"tiny... little... favor."
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"No. No way."
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"Sandy, it's an honorary chair, a figurehead position."
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"That's right. A microphone, onstage, with an audience,"
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"- you just have to go by the club today and say hello. - Just a figurehead."
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"With a mike."
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"Hey, men! I'm chairing the O.C. Psuedo-Charity Non-Yard Sale."
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"- Gee, Dad, that's fantastic. - Good luck with that. I need your help."
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"- What are you doing? - Well, I never thought I'd be so happy to say this, but Ryan and I have school."
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"- Sandy Cohen, right on time. - We just stopped by to say hello and test the mike."
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"- Oh, and you brought a friend? - Yes, indeed. Trey, meet Newport's finest."
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"Trey came along just in case we needed a little help, but I see you don't. My goodness, you guys are pros."
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"The moving company we hired got a flat tire, and now we have no one to do the heavy lifting."
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"- I'm glad he could help out. - Um, Sandy,"
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"the job of the chair is to choose table linens, flatware, centerpieces..."
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"All right, I'll help Trey with the lifting."
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"We need you, Sandy. You're the honorary chair. It's not just a figurehead position."
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"Was Seth talking about me, and how awkward it's gonna be when I move in?"
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"- No, but you're moving in, that's great. - It won't be awkward, right?"
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"Yeah, I sure do, Elektra and there's a reason I didn't see that crap in the theaters."
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"Ever since the whole comic book debacle, I kind of promised Summer I'd dial it down a bit."
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"I'm in the same boat."
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"- Anyway, I'll see you around. - Yeah. Hey, hey, hey, Zach."
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"- You'd do that? - Yeah. Look, we really should be putting comic books behind us, anyways."
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"- And it's for charity. - That's right. So we'll split the profits, right?"
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"Easy with that. That's worth thousands of dollars."
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"Then why wouldn't they want it? Seems like a perfectly good stool."
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"It's an antique ottoman and it's hideous. Now, on to the bas-relief."
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"ran the prop house at Warner Brothers. It's from some Tom Cruise movie."
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"Well, it's not the F-14 from Top Gun."
The O.C.
"That is so cool."
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"Come."
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"We're almost at capacity, but there's always room for one more."
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"Well, thanks for letting me stay here."
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"- So, where do you want me? - Good question."
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"It's all in a day's work. When does Marissa get here?"
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"- I don't know.You want another dead-arm? - No, thank you."
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"We'll see if Trey's back I wonder how it went."
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"Well, I didn't hear about Newpsie knifings on the news, so..."
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"What?! Came out weird. I'll meet you downstairs."
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"Hi."
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"- You're not Trey. - Kirsten moved him."
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"- I'm going to go find him, then. - Okay."
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"Nothing you haven't seen before, right?"
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"That didn't take long. Come on, Trey's inside, wearing a shirt."
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"- Couldn't sleep. - Me either."
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"- Hungry? - Sure."
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"I get cold."
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"You know, the only time I've ever slept in that bed I was with you."
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"You guys are up early."
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"- No, it's cool. - No, it's fine."
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"- Hey, you know, I know a place that's available. It was my friend Alex's. - Want to check it out, man?"
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"Don't mess with those Newpsies. But, hey, I did my time yesterday."
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"- There you go. - Thanks."
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"All right, just so you know, it's cool; you don't have to find a place."
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"Love you like a brother, brother,"
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"There been any, midnight run-ins involving,"
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"- say, Yoo-hoo and under-thingies? - There's nothing going on, Seth."
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"Okay, you be that way."
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"Work with me, you ottoman, you little... That's it, you're a cougar."
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"Hey, good save. Thing's probably worth a million dollars."
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"- Says it's from Risky Business. - Really?"
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"Whoa, ow, ladies."
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"they clash. Taryn, I told you, get those linens with the hem stitch."
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