The O.C. Season 1

The Secret

2003.11.26    

Brian McNamara  Samaire Armstrong

Seth: Do I have a fever? I think I might have a fever and/or the chills.
Ryan: Since when?
Seth: Since recently.
Sandy: So you’re not feeling well?
Seth: No, I feel fine. coughs. Just my head’s a little achy and my stomach’s kind of weird. I’m okay.
Sandy: C’mere. feels his forehead. Huh. You don’t feel warm.
Seth: What about cold or clammy?
Ryan: Maybe you’ve got the Summer flu.
Seth: Yeah, it’s November, but it’s possible.
Ryan: Maybe you need some Anna-biotics.

Sandy: Oh. The Summer flu! I just got it. That was good.

Seth defiantly: Hey! I’m not afraid of Summer and Anna, alright? *beat* Well, I’m not afraid of Anna.
Ryan: So you’re going to school.
Sandy: And you’re going to yogalates.
Kirsten: You just like saying that.
Sandy: Yogalates? I kinda do. To Ryan Yogalates?
Ryan: Yogalates.

Seth: You and Luke?
Marissa: I know!
Seth: Holy unholy alliances!

Seth: Hey, I was hoping I’d bump into you. I wanted to ta— Hi Summer. And Anna, hanging out together. Wow. Wow. That’s um, that’s awkward.
Anna: Not really.
Seth: Well I meant for me.

Kirsten: Julie.
Julie: Kirsten. You showed up. How are you feeling?
Kirsten: So did you tell everyone I was drunk at Thanksgiving?
Julie: Well everyone was wondering where you were, so…
Kirsten: I was at the office. Working.
Julie: Well hey, it’s okay. I mean we’re all friends here.
Kirsten: Well if we’re all friends, why don’t you start acting like one.

Luke: What are you looking at, queer?
Seth: Is somebody writing you new material? Luke lunges at him. Alright. Go with what works.

Kirsten: Julie, if you and Kaitlin need somewhere to live I can find you a house. My dad can find you a house.
Julie: Not according to him. Not without compromising our relationship.
Kirsten: He said that?
Julie: So I told him if that’s true, we don’t have to have a relationship anymore. So now we don’t.
Kirsten: I had no idea. I’m so sorry.

Ryan: I was just over there. They seemed really happy.
Seth: By “happy” do you mean gay?
Kirsten: Seth.
Seth: Yes?
Kirsten: Cut it out.

Kirsten: I can’t be here right now.
Julie: Have you eaten?
Kirsten: What did you have in mind?
Julie: Fried foods and beer.
Kirsten: First round’s on me.

Seth: Let me start by saying nothing in my life, nothing, prepared me for the events of the fateful Thanksgiving Day. But I’m not gonna make any excuses for what I did. I just wanna say one little thing in my defense, which is, you can’t really blame me for wanting the company of either of you two.

Julie: Can I ask you a question? Do you like that he calls you Kiki?
Kirsten: Hate it.
Julie: ‘Cause he kept calling me Juju. Like that candy that gets stuck in your teeth. I begged him to stop.

Anna: That was so sweet what you said earlier. And I could tell you really meant it. We both know sincerity is not your strong point.
Seth: I’m working on it.

Ryan to the football players: Okay, let’s just not do this.
Football Player: How about a black eye for the queer guy, huh?
Football Player: Why don’t you just run to your daddy?

Sandy: Hey Seth. Ask your mother who was at the door.
Seth: Mom, who was at the door?
Kirsten: Julie Cooper, bearing gifts.
Seth: Julie Cooper, Dad.

Carson Ward (Brian McNamara): I’ve embarrassed my family enough. I think the best thing I could do right now is just to disappear.
Sandy: No, I think that’d be the worst thing you could do. I mean it’s what you’ve been doing all along. But coming and being honest with yourself and your family—in this town—it’s the bravest thing you could have done.

Luke: This is going to be weird.
Ryan: Yep.
Luke: Everybody’s going to be staring at me and talking.
Marissa: Yep.
Luke: Maybe I can just blow the whole thing off. Go to the beach, give everybody time to get it out of their systems.
Ryan: It doesn’t work like that. It’s been months and I’m still the kid from Chino that burned a house down.
Marissa: And I’m still the girl who tried to kill herself in Mexico.
Seth: I’m still… I’m still Seth Cohen.
Luke: Man this is going to suck.
Seth: Yeah, well, welcome to my world.