The O.C. Season 3

The End of Innocence

2005.09.22    

Blake Robbins  Jeri Ryan  Michael Adler

Summer: This is so wrong. Like epically tragic. End of the World, locusts and horned beasts bummer.

Sandy: Is there anything I need to know?
Jimmy: No no I mean. No, are you kidding, everything’s fantastic. I just wanted to give my fiancée a little peace of mind.
Sandy: Well anything for the soon-to-be Mrs. Cooper-Nichol-Cooper.

Seth: Pretty sure Rogers and Hammerstein wrote South Pacific.
Taylor: Well I changed some lyrics, cut a character. It was just such a good musical it made me wish it were better.

Marissa: You should probably go. ‘Cause if my mom finds you here she’ll kill you.
Ryan: Not if Sandy kills me first.

Ryan: I thought we might be able to start with something that didn’t involve me getting arrested.
Seth
: Is it my fault that most of our half-baked adolesent schemes goes hopelessly awry and my dad has to bail us out?
Ryan: Uh, usually, yeah.

Summer: You can’t leave. I won’t let you.
Marissa: I know.
Summer: No, I really mean that I won’t let you. I’ll restrain you if I have to. You may be tall, but I am wiry and I have Ryan on my side.

Ryan: You and I are both here because someone gave us a break. Now Marissa needs one.
Sandy: Well, I think having Kirsten gone is making me all sentimental. Or maybe my brain is fried from doing all these real estate deals. Your plan poses a myriad of obstacles.
Ryan: Anything you can do. Thank you.

Don (Blake Robbins): You’re a good guy, Jimmy. I’m rootin’ for ya. But I gotta tell you this as clear as I can: This is it.

Charlotte: From what you’ve told me of your dad I’d be willing bet he’s planned a surprise for you. I just hope it’s a good one.

Summer: Blacks ops maneuvers commence at twenty-one hundred hours. Synchronize your watch.
Seth: This was my plan.
Summer: Fine. What do I do?
Seth: That twenty-one hundred thing sounded pretty cool. And then we’re going to synchronize our watches. We have to get watches.

Julie seeing Kirsten: God, maybe I should check myself into rehab.

Mr. Frankel (Michael Adler): Caleb Nichol was a very generous man who loved his family very much.
Julie: Sandy gave a very nice eulogy at the funeral so let’s just skip the niceties, okay?
Mr. Frankel: Well Caleb’s wish was to split his fortune equally between his daughters and his wife.
Jimmy: Wow. That’s, that’s very generous.
Julie: I’m getting the same as Kirsten?
Mr. Frankel: As I said, that was Caleb’s intention.
Julie: And that’s all that matters, right?
Kirsten: What is it, Mr. Frankel?
Mr. Frankel: After careful scrutiny of his account, it’s become clear that Caleb Nichol was broke.

Kirsten: I should never have come today. Charlotte told me this would happen.
Sandy: What? What’s happened?
Kirsten: This letter, Sandy. What do you think this is?
Sandy: Well I don’t know. let’s open it together. We’ll find out.
Kirsten: He wrote this after our fight. After I told him he was going to die alone.

Julie: You know, Jimmy, when I think about it, I sort of talked myself in to loving Caleb. Not for the money, but for the security money brings. But I never felt secure with him. Not the way I do with you.

Marissa: Dad, look, I don’t know what kind of trouble you’re in, but if you have to go, then go. But if you leave, then I don’t want you to come back. It’s too hard to keep saying goodbye like this.

Kirsten: I’m home.

Sandy: If things get messy, we’ll clean ’em up together.

Kirsten: It’s an apology. Oh my dad. Of course he’d have to be dead to say nice things.

Julie: What am I going to do? What are we going to do?
Marissa: It’ll be okay. We’ll figure it out together. We always do.