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Clips from The O.C. - The Debut (S01E01)

"Would you just keep it down?"
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"You're a thief! You're a thief!"
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"- Get off me. - Go outside."
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"- Come on. - He's a thief!"
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"Dad!"
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"Take it outside. Come on."
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"I haven't seen you in a fight since..."
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"...ever. - Now you know why."
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"You didn't have to jump in like that, defend Jimmy."
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"After I fill out the police report, maybe we should go and see how he's doing."
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"We can make an exception in this case."
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"The police, however, will have questions. As your attorney, I advise you..."
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"...get out of here. - Thanks."
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"Hey."
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"You don't mind if I walk your date home, do you?"
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"That's quite a debut you had tonight. You know how to present yourself."
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"- I'll just see you at home. - See you at home."
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"So do you think that I'll get to see you again?"
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"No, it's just..."
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"I know this might sound kind of..."
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"...but I'm spending the rest of the summer on a sailing trip."
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"To Tahiti."
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"- You like sailing? - Yeah."
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"What happened in there?"
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"I don't know."
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"I don't know."
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"Come on, let's go."
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"Came as soon as I heard."
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"Are you...?"
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"- We could talk, maybe. - I..."
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"Seth, we need to talk to Ryan."
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"If this has to do with the rug, I want to say that Ryan had nothing to do with it."
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"So..."
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"But there's a catch. Because you're a minor..."
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"No more trouble. I promise."
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"You'll need chairs and a desk, a bookshelf..."
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"I used to have hobbies."
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"- Hey. - Hey."
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"What are you doing here?"
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"- He's what? - Look, I'm not here to cause problems."
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"- I'll be in the truck. - Great."
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"- That was before I got to know him. - When did you get to know him?"
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"Fellas, do you mind?"
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"I made a promise to your parents that I'd stay out of trouble."
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"Why don't you ask Luke."
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"Look, I was not stealing. I was borrowing to pay back my debts."
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"And then the market took a turn, and there we are."
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"Just stupid cotillion stuff."
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"Actually, at this point, that would be you."
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"So you don't trust me?"
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"...and sets people's houses on fire?"
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"...there isn't anything that I wouldn't do for my family."
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"I mean, I just figured she's new and you're new, so..."
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"- Hey, Greg. Hey, Holly. - Hey, Mr. Cooper."
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"Dad, I'm gonna be late to my own party."
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"Come on. Two Jack Johnson tickets, a massage at Burke Williams..."
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"Okay. I just wanted to make sure we're still on for tomorrow night."
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"Well, now that you've moved in, I see you're making yourself right at home."
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"Why don't I just help you out."
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"Oh, God. Are you okay?"
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"I'm not going. Would you let Anna know? She'll probably be relieved."
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"So you got into a fight. You've had fights before."
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"- I'm comfortable now. - Nothing in life is certain."
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"I can't."
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"What? What is wrong with this family?"
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"Am I the only one who gets it?"
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"So you think hiding out, staying home is gonna make everything better?"
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"Hey, Jimmy, there you are."
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"I mean..."
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"How did this happen?"
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"How did I go from having three dates to cotillion to having none?"
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"Good evening, everyone."
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"Believe me, it's nothing that can't wait until tomorrow."
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"I hate dancing."
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"- Are you leading? - I'm trying."
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"- I'm sorry. - Son of a bitch!"
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"- Oh, my God. - You're a thief! You took my money!"
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"- No. - Cool."
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"What's gonna happen now?"
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"I was hoping you could help me out with a case."
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"Are you sure?"
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"Good."
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"- Even if I do this? - Luke!"
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"- What future is there with that boy? - Mom, I'm 16."
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"No. We do not have time for you two to talk business."
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"Do you know what girls find sexy?"
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"Confidence, Cohen."
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"Hey."
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"And we should clean all this out so that you have room for some of your..."
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"Sandy Cohen?"
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"...but as a deposit into his personal account?"
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"That's a faux pas, buddy."
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"I never meant for you to be dragged in like this."
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"- Maybe later. You ready? - Take your places."
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"Well, I can help you."
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"Daddy, it's Mr. Fisher again. He's called, like, three times."
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"I don't have a date to the cotillion."
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"I asked you a question. Where's my money?"
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"Summer, are you ready? You look just great."
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"- I wanna sail to Tahiti. - You're taking this to Tahiti?"
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"Can I take you home?"
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"One, two, three."
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"What did you say?"
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"If you're gonna bail on Marissa and some poor, pathetic, dateless girl..."
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"You're living here now, and there's no reason why we all can't hang out, right?"
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"- I'm gonna go. - Hey, we're not doing anything wrong."
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"One, two, three."
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"You're sweet, but I think we both know I'm no longer a size 0."
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"...who had everything handed to him."
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"- Oh, really? You think so? - I do."
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"I'm sorry."
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"Luke, stop it."
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"- Hey, guys. - Hey."
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"...but you need to focus on the future, which means Luke."
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"And welcome to the 47th annual Newport Beach Debutante Cotillion."
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"Oh, I love this dress."
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"Mom, don't say "underpants.""
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"- Maybe I should skip it. - You have to go."
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"...I don't know what Julie and I would do without friends like you and Kirsten."
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"- Welcome to the family. - Thanks, guys."
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