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Clips from The O.C. - The Return of the Nana (S02E02)

"- I can hang out with him. - Yeah, really?"
The O.C.
"Because I was kind of gonna help him find a job."
The O.C.
"A whole weekend of nothing but this."
The O.C.
"That, I can do."
The O.C.
"My cell phone? The Fontainebleau? The Nana?"
The O.C.
"And if the alarm goes off, the code word is..?"
The O.C.
""Greased Lightning." I got it."
The O.C.
"Yes. Do you need any cash?"
The O.C.
"- I have plenty of money. - I gassed up your car."
The O.C.
"The question is, are you going to be okay?"
The O.C.
"I got my cardigan, my orthopedic shoes and my humidifier."
The O.C.
"Now take me to my people."
The O.C.
"Is Carter in the office?"
The O.C.
"In the immortal words of Will Smith--"
The O.C.
"- Thank you-- - "Welcome to Miami.""
The O.C.
"Let's check in anyway. Hey, who wants some dinner?"
The O.C.
"I have the weekend to myself."
The O.C.
"I thought we could roll up our sleeves, really dig in,"
The O.C.
"and maybe even get a few issues ahead."
The O.C.
"Well, I'd hold onto that thought if I were you."
The O.C.
"Turns out, Newport Living,"
The O.C.
"which I thought would be the last nail in the coffin that is my career,"
The O.C.
"is actually the thing that saved it."
The O.C.
"You got another job offer?"
The O.C.
"Yeah, so I fly out on Monday."
The O.C.
"- Fly out where? - New York."
The O.C.
"You're leaving?"
The O.C.
"But my publisher is lining up someone to replace me."
The O.C.
"I hope you don't think I'm jumping ship."
The O.C.
"It's really great."
The O.C.
"I was thinking we could have a farewell dinner."
The O.C.
"Great. I'll make a reservation at Arches."
The O.C.
"Man! I thought Newport was nice."
The O.C.
"You know The Nana and her schedule."
The O.C.
"Breathe it in, boys."
The O.C.
"Cool."
The O.C.
"And you know, I thought maybe tomorrow we could go job hunting."
The O.C.
"That sounds great."
The O.C.
"You and Marissa Cooper? Yeah, right."
The O.C.
"Not in this lifetime, or in this town."
The O.C.
"- Huh? You're playing with him? - Yeah, I'm playing with him."
The O.C.
"- I thought you were playing with me. - I'm playing with him."
The O.C.
"No, I- I just...I just moved."
The O.C.
"Now we're talking."
The O.C.
"- Abe, Stu, Stanley. - Hey, look who's here."
The O.C.
"- How are you? - Terrible."
The O.C.
"- Worse. Worse. - How's your nervous stomach?"
The O.C.
"- You still got schpilkis? - Why don't you have a seat?"
The O.C.
"You need my heating pad?"
The O.C.
"Back's a little sore. Back's a little sore."
The O.C.
"He doesn't have this many friends at school."
The O.C.
"So they do fly airplanes from Orange County to Miami."
The O.C.
"Ma!"
The O.C.
"You remember Ryan."
The O.C.
"You know, if I weren't engaged...ooh..."
The O.C.
"I want you to tell me everything that's gone on for you this whole last year."
The O.C.
"- Please! - Welcome to the club, yeah."
The O.C.
"- Me, too. - You know."
The O.C.
"- You want to talk? - Sure, I do."
The O.C.
"Is this...some Mueslix Malted?"
The O.C.
"Well...she wanted to."
The O.C.
"To be honest?"
The O.C.
"They've been better."
The O.C.
"You two will work it out."
The O.C.
"Falling in love will do that to you."
The O.C.
"So you should book your tickets now."
The O.C.
"Whoa, June? What's the rush?"
The O.C.
"Listen, you go through a year like I did, you don't want to waste any time."
The O.C.
"Besides...I want to move before the summer storms hit."
The O.C.
"- You're moving? - Yeah."
The O.C.
"Bobby is 12 years my junior."
The O.C.
"We're going to move to the condo you bought me in Sarasota."
The O.C.
"Well, finally. It was meant to be lived in."
The O.C.
"And cynicism is a Cohen family trait."
The O.C.
"Yeah, well, I learned from the master."
The O.C.
"Yeah, well...nonetheless, he's a good guy."
The O.C.
"Not another word."
The O.C.
"- Eat your lunch. - Yes, Ma."
The O.C.
"Oh, God."
The O.C.
"I was in a rage blackout."
The O.C.
"My therapist told me that boxing might help me work through it."
The O.C.
"I came over to see if, uh, you were okay after the other night."
The O.C.
"I'm in gym clothes, and my hair is in French braids, so I'm terrible."
The O.C.
"Cohen and I are on a time- out."
The O.C.
"He went off to Miami, to, I'm sure, party it up like he always does"
The O.C.
"this time of year when we're on a time- out."
The O.C.
"Well, are you too full of rage to hang out?"
The O.C.
"No offense, Zach, but hanging with your family couldn't sound worse."
The O.C.
"Oh, no. I totally understand."
The O.C.
"Um...they're in Aspen for an economics conference."
The O.C.
"Sorry, it's a figure of speech. Victory lap."
The O.C.
"Not that he'll pay up, that cheap bastard."
The O.C.
"All right, listen up. What do you say?"
The O.C.
"It doesn't seem like there's anybody left to beat,"
The O.C.
"so why don't we go into the dining hall?"
The O.C.
"We're going to have lunch, my treat."
The O.C.
"- Can't beat that. - Can I get in on the action?"
The O.C.
"Mary Sue. Nice to meet you."
The O.C.
"This is my grandma, Mary Ellen."
The O.C.
"Uh, actually we were going to go eat."
The O.C.
"- Right? - Yeah, well, you like food?"
The O.C.
"Sure... It'll just take a second. Okay!"
The O.C.
"Rack them, sir."
The O.C.
"Hey, how'd it go?"
The O.C.
"My dream's come true."
The O.C.
"- I start tomorrow. - Oh, that's great!"
The O.C.
"Uh, so, we, uh...we got to celebrate, tonight, okay?"
The O.C.
"I'll see you tonight, uh... And hey, thanks."
The O.C.
"I feel like my life's coming together."
The O.C.
"So, uh, I'll see you later."
The O.C.
"Absolutely not. I won't go down like that."
The O.C.
"Look, these people look up to me. I'm like a god to them."
The O.C.
"Do you, uh...want to lose again?"
The O.C.
"Only this time, why don't we make it interesting?"
The O.C.
"You want me to streak naked through the bingo hall?"
The O.C.
"Actually, uh..."
The O.C.
"Uh, what kind of partner?"
The O.C.
"Well, see, besides being down here to visit my grandma,"
The O.C.
"I entered into a dance contest."
The O.C.
"Dance contest?"
The O.C.
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