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Clips from The O.C. - The Disconnect (S03E03)

"- Five minutes? - You got four."
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"Oh, my God."
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"But we've heard there are regulations in the works which..."
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"...we haven't worked out those numbers right now."
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"Okay. Come on, now."
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"...beautiful place. - Thank you."
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"I spent two days cooking, and Julie bought out the flower mart."
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"Julie, we're leaving."
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"What the hell happened?"
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"So, Ryan, you're a working man now."
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"I have some apologizing to do myself. Give me a ride?"
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"I'm sure he didn't mean it."
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"Pretend you don't."
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"Maybe you should just stay away from him for a while."
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"I gotta call Ryan."
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"Wow, Matt must be some tipper."
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"Matt and I are friends. From college."
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"I'm dancing to pay for law school."
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"- He couldn't have chosen a worse time. - I know."
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"And this job means the world to him."
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"Okay."
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"...I'll always look up to you."
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"I am taller than you."
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"It's impossible."
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"...or you owe me bigtime."
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"Sorry. I should never have stayed."
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"...just to have dinner with a woman?"
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"Oh, my God!"
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"I think maybe we need to spend some time apart."
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"Whomever gets in, I still love you."
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"- Hello? - Hey."
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"Right. You want me to come over there?"
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"- Ryan? - I'm listening."
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"... I fell asleep at Johnny's."
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"We just dropped her off."
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"I know, honey. But there's always next year."
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"Okay."
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"...to look at another development."
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"- Summer... - I have been worried sick for hours."
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"Matt's missing in action. Any idea where he could be?"
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"I mean..."
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"And now I know."
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"Look, Marissa..."
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"You know what I'm craving? Sweet-corn ravioli."
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"I just want you to know the truth."
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"...he's thinking like a businessman."
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"Too late. Hang on, Summer's picking me up."
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"Plus, Johnny Depp has been a huge inspiration in my life."
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"- What's with the questions? - I'm trying to exhaust your issues..."
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"- Sure, we're happy to help. - Not a problem."
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"Anything you'd care to tell me?"
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"Yeah, I guess. Are you sure..."
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"Yeah, well, he doesn't really have anyone else."
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"You'd be surprised, and so would Marissa."
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"- Girls don't like that. - You know how to work a grill."
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"These guys won't return my calls. I can't get even a response..."
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"- I don't need your charity. - Then why are you living in a trailer?"
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"I'll cater. Charity events, private dinners..."
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"Hey, you think maybe you could ask your dad to put in a good word?"
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"- Why would it? - Because my intelligence..."
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"What I think is that you don't find this business interesting."
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"- You don't have to do this. - Bought and paid for."
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"You know, just focusing more on boys and shopping and celebrity gossip?"
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"Well, all our applicants are leaders at their schools."
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"It's really not that big a deal."
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"- How was your date? - Oh, it was awful."
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"We didn't drive all the way down here for a hypothetical conversation."
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"- Summer, what are you doing? - I asked first."
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"I don't want anything."
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"The truth about what?"
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"- I'm... - Well..."
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"The investors are in the conference room, I need your part of the presentation."
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"Matt, we do business in dollars. How many are we talking about here?"
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"No, I'm... I'm fine."
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"- See you. - Here, let me help you."
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"- What about...? - Children?"
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"Thank you, Mr. Cohen..."
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"- Right through the alarm. Sorry, Sandy. - Ready?"
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"I'll scrimp and I'll save and I'll work my fingers to the bone."
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"You guys, seriously, thank you."
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"Believe me, I should know."
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"I'm not saying you are, but how else do you explain it?"
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"No, it's the one next to it."
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"...with some doctor. - That's okay."
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"...like everything's kind of hard for her."
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"Babe."
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"We were in the middle of something, if you'll excuse us."
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"- It's cool. He's with me. - Sure thing, boss."
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"First dance is on me. I'll be right back."
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"If I could have your attention."
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"He's working with Matt tonight. He's a good influence on Ryan."
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"Hi, Sipowicz."
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"Summer going to Brown?"
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"See? That's just it, Summer."
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"- That is a good one. - So was Marissa cool..."
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"Let me ask my guest."
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"If you cancelled on me, I'd have a problem."
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"Sounds like you already got a problem. And not with me."
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"...you're really making this hard. - Making what hard?"
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"In a way, our first venture was..."
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"Come on, man, that's not true. You got plenty of other positive qualities."
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"- I bet mine was stranger. - I doubt it, but you go ahead."
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"We were just really tired."
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"- What are you doing? - Let me explain."
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"Is everything okay? If I didn't know better..."
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"He's the godfather of Existentialism. Sort of invented the concept of angst."
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"Matt and I are working on our housing development."
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"Why?"
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"And it's not noble prizes, it's Nobel."
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"I took her down to Cabo last weekend and invited her to join me here..."
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"It turns out she doesn't like warm weather. Or me."
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"Thank you."
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"I can see why. Loud music, topless women."
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"I'm in need of some serious one-on-one time."
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"And you might wanna run a comb through your hair."
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"I'm a big fan of physical comedy, and I'm extremely limber."
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"It's really creeping me out."
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"...could complicate things. - So have we."
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"Where are your painkillers?"
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"Oh, my God."
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