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  • Marissa:

    Hey, how come you're the brains? I'm the one who talked us back into that club.

  • Seth:

    I'm sorry. I'm the brains.

  • Ryan:

    You can be the beauty.

  • Marissa:

    Okay, thanks.

  • Summer:

    Great, and what am I, Cohen?

  • Seth:

    Uh, the boobs?

  • Seth:

    Uh, the bitch?

  • Summer:

    Okay, I'll take the boobs.

  • Seth:

    Hey. So will I.

  • Marissa:

    See, I think I should be the brains.

  • Ryan:

    No, Seth's the brains.

  • Marissa:

    Well, you're clearly not the beauty.

  • Ryan:

    Ooooh, and now someone's the bitch.

  • Kirsten:

    Why is that ninja smoking a cigarette?

  • Sandy:

    Honey honey, I don't actually think that's a ninja, ninjas usually wear capes, right?

  • Kirsten:

    oooh so a ninja is like a super hero

  • Seth:

    Mom, dad, you two enjoy

  • Marissa:

    It *will* be fun!

  • Summer:

    What's more fun than watching a neurotic freak bat his eyes at perfect pixie chick?

  • Marissa:

    I was being sarcastic.

  • Summer:

    So was I. Which neither one of us was before Cohen came along and taught us all irony... Jackass!

  • Summer:

    Hey, skank.

  • Seth:

    You were expecting someone taller? Blonder, with a pageboy haircut?

  • Summer:

    Welcome to the Terradome, Townsend. You're busted.

  • Taylor Townsend:

    For what, exactly?

  • Summer:

    Hmm. A little extracurricular activity with Dean Hess? Yeah. I saw you two making out at the dance.

  • Taylor Townsend:

    So what if we did?

  • Seth:

    She makes one hell of a poker player. I mean, she's pretty good.

  • Summer:

    Yeah, well, unless you and the Dean want this little thingamajig...

  • Seth:

    Indiscretion.

  • Summer:

    - to go public, we have a few demands. Don't we?

  • Seth:

    Yeah.

  • Summer:

    Starting with the lifting of the ban of Ryan Atwood from Harbor.

  • Taylor Townsend:

    You can go ahead and tell anyone you want. No-one's going to believe you.

  • Seth:

    She's like a block of ice.

  • Summer:

    You willing to bet your squeaky little reputation on that, Taylor trash? 'Cause I've got a *huge* mouth and an even bigger buddy list. Mmm-hmm.

  • Summer:

    See this right here? Sidekick. Walkie-talkie of the twenty-first century. Who should we radio first?

  • Seth:

    How about my dad?

  • Summer:

    Yeah. 10-4, good buddy. So what's it going to be? You can either tell Seth's dad the perverted truth and save your sorry ass, or you can roll the dice. Over and out.

  • Taylor Townsend:

    You know, it is so great that you guys have each other.

  • Summer:

    Thanks.

  • Taylor Townsend:

    'Cause everyone knows that Marissa was the popular one, and Seth, no judgment, but it's not like you got any cooler in the last two years. I mean, everyone just acted that way because they were afraid of Ryan Atwood. I mean, even as a senior, you're still pretty much the biggest geek in Newport.

  • Summer:

    Oh-ho, no. All right, listen to me, skank, just because you're saying really mean things in, like, a really nice voice, doesn't mean that we don't realize that you're just some stupid little skank!

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