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Clips from The O.C. - The Goodbye Girl (S01E01)

"Previously on The O.C.:"
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"...you accidentally stumbled into were documents..."
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"- Do you love her? - I don't know."
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"- I don't want you to go. - Why don't I want to go?"
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"A kiss. My lips, Theresa's lips. A kiss."
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"Lips. Now, that's interesting. Was there tongue?"
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"Or was it like a full-on Al and Tipper Gore lip-Iock?"
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"- It was just a kiss. - Okay. So you guys a couple now?"
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"Is she staying here? If so, where's she gonna live? How? What's her credit like?"
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"Commute back and forth from Chino?"
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"How you gonna pay for gas? What freeway is your freeway of choice?"
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"You guys kissed, and I think you should have a plan, because it's a big deal."
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"I don't even know when I'd see her again."
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"- Hi. - Theresa. Hey."
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"Cool."
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"Why? Because we go to the same school? Because I live here?"
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"- No, wait, wait. It's... - Call me later."
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"We're hitchhiking."
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"So, Ryan, a couple of your friends stopped by briefly."
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"You tell them."
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"- What you gonna do? - I'm this way for a reason."
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"- She's catering a tennis tournament. - Is she gonna get a job after that?"
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"- What about the guy she's engaged to? - Is she going back to school?"
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"We're gonna need a ride, by the way. Thanks."
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"I'll take them. It's on my way to the office."
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"We're gonna host the reception here for my dad's award."
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"Not if we have to pay for the bar tab."
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"I'm thinking about it."
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"Can I ask you something?"
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"...was it hard for you to see us together? - Yeah."
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"...what it feels like, huh?"
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"...the sooner you can move on."
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"Okay. I'll see you guys later."
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"- Hey, Ryan. I'm sorry about this morning. - No, no. That's okay."
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"- I didn't realize she was gonna be there. - Yeah. There was a change of plans."
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"How long is she staying for?"
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"- Minor details, huh? - Yeah."
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"Thanks."
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"Hard to believe that doesn't leave him fulfilled."
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"- Diana Kahn totally got a chin implant. - They have chin implants?"
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"- What? - I'm gonna go live..."
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"Depressing?"
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"- We'll find something. We'll figure it out. - I know."
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"- It will be okay. - Okay."
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"Go get ready. Daddy's coming to take you to dinner."
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"Luke, you know not to come to the house."
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"...that you needed help with your DSL."
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"Good. Just trying to figure it out."
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"...you're both in way over your heads. She's got no real job, no place to live."
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"Good. You have no idea what Kirsten did the last time I floated such a concept."
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"I know."
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"- It's kind of crazy. - No. It's sweet."
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"- I was thinking chardonnay for dinner. - No, get the pinot."
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"I'm so glad to see it hasn't gone to your head, Cal."
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"I've decided what it'll take to make me decide. You tell Kirsten everything."
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"- This may all go away, you know. - It may not."
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"I won't spend the next year lying to her."
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"...I feel so much more free or something."
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"What did you want to talk about?"
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"She told me she's going back to Pittsburgh."
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"- Anna's going back to Pittsburgh? - Not anymore, according to you."
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"She, Theresa, is staying."
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"- So she really is leaving. - That sucks."
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"Do you think it's because of me?"
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"- The county, maybe. Sure. Fine. - You really think it's because of you?"
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"...standing on a coffee cart declaring my love for Summer."
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"- Is everything okay? - Why don't you have a seat."
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"Not such a coincidence."
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"And, yeah, he sent extra-nice Christmas presents to certain Teamsters."
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"- Is he going to jail? - Not if Sandy can help it."
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"Hey."
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"- Catching up on Western civ? - Yeah, Spanish Inquisition. Lot of fun."
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"No? Then why'd she call me and say she's not coming back?"
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"Excuse me. This lounge is for faculty and students only."
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"- Why the hell are you leaving? - You know, I'm late for class."
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"...one main, overriding reason. - Fine. Look, I miss the seasons."
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"I miss fall foliage. I miss the snow. I miss the first signs of spring."
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"And my little dog, Swifty. We left him with my aunt and uncle."
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"I guess I did get it into three minutes, huh?"
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"Tomorrow, we're having this thing for my grandpa..."
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"- I'll come say goodbye. - Okay."
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"- You, Theresa...? - Yeah, sure."
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"She needs a job and a place to live, if you got anything."
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"Does she need a friend? I could help out there."
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"...you've known your whole life."
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"But this is beyond anything that I could have imagined."
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"And I will not let you compromise yourself, not even for me."
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"I'm gonna call the caterers."
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"She's lying. I know it."
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"- What? Who? - Anna."
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"You think she's leaving just because of you?"
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"Are you still good at foot massages? I've been on my feet..."
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"- We gotta talk. - So no foot massage?"
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"Listen. Listen, I don't know what to do about us."
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"I am not one of these Newport chicks that needs a trust fund to survive."
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"What about Eddie?"
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"I'm not okay with it, I just know it's for the best."
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"I had the day off. If you want to go to the beach or to the pier tonight..."
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"- Actually, I have a thing. - A thing?"
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"Do you want me to come?"
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"- I'm kind of getting the vibe that... - No. Yeah. No."
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"I wasn't saying that."
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"- I feel like you're not trying to invite me. - No, I do. I am."
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"Well, if you keep looking up like that, all you're gonna see is a bad shot."
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"Client?"
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"Shaughnessy."
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"We're taking what we think he has to say very seriously."
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"Just out of curiosity..."
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"...what kind of deal were you gonna offer him?"
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"- Curiosity? - Yeah, mild."
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"Okay, if he were to cooperate, let us know who signs his marching orders..."
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"Unless the plaintiff decides to drop the charges."
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"Let me tell you something, Sandy. The Newport Group is Orange County's Enron."
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"You make this just a little difficult for me..."
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"...and I'll come down on you as hard as I can."
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"...except the direction of truth. No matter who he took down."
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"Spoken like a man who's never been married."
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"- Your parents say anything? - No, I covered for you."
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"You shouldn't do this. You're sleeping there? That's serious."
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"- I fell asleep. - I heard about some scary guy..."
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