One Tree Hill Season 3 Episode 13

Rachel: (seeing Mouth trying to take a picture) What are you doing?
Mouth: Sorry I... I just wanted to be able to prove I was really here, you know... Like in your bedroom!(laughs at himself)
Rachel: (laughing too) You are so cute! Come on! Let's make a good one!
(Rachel and Mouth take the picture together)

(Dan breaks into his brother's apartment)
Dan: (to himself) Keith, wow... I've gotta get the name of your decorator!

Lucas: Don't cry, it's just a blackout!
Brooke: (annoyed) I am not crying, I am looking for a flashlight! (pause) God, this has gotta be the worst nightmare! Where is my Powerpuff Girls nightlight when I need it!!

(Blackout time)
Ellie: Well, assuming the lights don't pop back on in a minute or two... (She lights another candle) Are you in any way prepared to deal with this?
Peyton: (getting off the bed) Oh, totally! Hold on... (after climbing to the top shelf of her closet) My dad got me this for my thirteenth birthday. Right about the time he stopped knowing what a girl would want. (She pulls out a huge torch and climbs down) Just been waiting for an excuse to use it.
(The torch doesn't work)
Ellie And when was the last time you changed the batteries?
Peyton: (grinning) When I was thirteen.
Ellie: Ok. I'll stay. But just this last night. (They smile)

Ellie: (to Peyton) You know I came back here to make sure you had a good life. You made sure I had a great one.

Rachel: You really surprised me, Mouth. (Nods) that speech was pretty impressive.
Mouth: Just being honest. The last part would've worked better as an exit-line but... I've watched enough hurricane coverage on CNN to know: you're supposed to stay put until you get the all-clear.
Rachel: (nods) Then I guess we are stuck with each other. And I'm pretty much all talked out. You got anything else to say?
Mouth: Not really.
Rachel: Well we could kiss.
Mouth: (giggles) Stop!
Rachel: I'm serious. It'd pass the time. What do you say?
Mouth: You think we could do that. (he start moving closer but then backs off) But I'm not going to.
Rachel: Good. You're learning. Play hard to get.
Mouth: No it's not that, it's just... It's easier in the dark, but pretty soon lights are gonna come back on and we'll go back to be who we really are, right? I mean, kissing might mean - I don't know - whatever to you; but to me it would mean something. And I'd wake up tomorrow wanting to do it again and again and pretty much all the time. Somehow, I don't think you'll feel the same. On the day that changes, on the day you wake up and have to call me, then I'll kiss you.
(They look at each other. The lights come back on)
Mouth: Guess that's my queue.
Rachel: Mouth, wait.
Mouth: It's cool. I'll see you later.
(Mouth heads out, Rachel is kind of sorry)

Ellie: That's one thing I've learned from meeting you. I'm so sorry I missed those 17 years, but I wouldn't take back these three weeks for the world.
Peyton: Me neither!
Ellie: And the Peyton that I've come to know deserves to get whatever she wants. She deserves to be happy as an artist. As a friend, as a daughter... As my daughter.
Peyton:(smiling) I heard that.

(Rachel catches up with Mouth at school)
Rachel: Hey you! I haven't seen you in a couple of days.
Mouth: Uh, I know. It's been crazy. How have you been?
Rachel: I just wanted to make sure that everything is cool. You know after what happened at my house...
Mouth: Listen, girls are always trying to kiss me. It's no a big deal. I don't blame them. The fact, uh... I got a hour to kill later on, so if you want... (he giggles)
Rachel: Stop it!
Mouth: You know, I have been thinking about what you said about being mean to girls. And I want you to know... Those sweat pants really make your butt look big.
Rachel: Mouth!
Mouth: Sorry! I thought I'd give it a shot but who I am kidding? Your butt looks great. I mean, not that I noticed... Sorry.
Rachel: Ehi, rule number one: never apologize! I thought we talked about that.
Mouth: You're right... sorry!
(After seeing that Brooke is staring at them, Rachel moves closer to Mouth and smiles evilly)

Peyton: What's going on?
Ellie: It's time. Record's done. I gotta go.
Peyton: It's late, Ellie. There is a storm, you know. What are you rashing off to?
Ellie: There is just something I cannot do here.
Peyton: So is this a good-bye?
Ellie: For now.
(Peyton looks at Ellie helplessly)

Haley: I used to love snarfing down Cap'n'Crunch watching Saturday morning cartoons when I was a kid.
Nathan: What was that, like a year ago?
Haley: How can I be so young, and feel so old? It's like... I never thought I would have this many big questions on my plate by now.
Nathan: Maybe this black out is a sign. That we need to deal with everything. The future, and all the decisions that we have to make.
Haley: Do we have to?
Nathan: No, but until the lights come back on, it's just you, me and the darkness, Hales.
Haley: Sounds kinda nice.

Rachel: Mouth, did you just try to kiss me?
Mouth: Sorta...
Rachel: Wow, ballsy. So is that why they call you Mouth?
Mouth: No, but you're the one who invited me over to watch a movie, in your bedroom. And then you offer me a beer, and turn out the lights.
Rachel: It's a blackout Mouth.
Mouth: Oh. Sorry.

Karen: I got a hold of Lucas. He's having dinner at Brooke's. So I told him to stay put until the worst of the storm passes, even if it's not until morning.
Keith: You told Lucas to spend the night with Brooke? You're like every teenage boy's dream mom.
Karen: It's not like that.
Keith: Oh, yes it is. Single guy, single girl. (Starts leaning in towards her). Lots of history.
Karen: Nothing's gonna happen.
Keith: We'll see about that. (They kiss).

(Mouth enters Rachel's room)
Rachel: You brave the storm for me?
Mouth: I braved the storm for you and... (holding up the DVD) "Say anything"! (Rachel grins)
Mouth: Your parents don't mind you having a boy in your room?
Rachel: Under three boys is fine. Under three beers, too. Although I tend to break both those rules from time to time.

Mouth: Hey Rachel, can I ask you a question? I get all that stuff about being confident but I'm still trying to figure out why you invited me over here in the first place?
Rachel: I thought we were gonna watch a movie.
Mouth: I know but... our friendship. Why me?
Rachel: Are you kidding me? You are more honest and confortable about who you are than most of the other guys in school.
Mouth: Is it that? Or is it because you thought it would make Brooke jealous?
Rachel: No offense Mouth but I don't need you to make Brooke jealous.
Mouth: Great, I don't even get that. But there is something kind of cool about feeling like the pom between two hot girls.
Rachel: Look umm... let me help you. Give you the benefit of my expertise. I can teach you how to become one of the guys the elite girls drool over.
Mouth: By being mean to them.
Rachel: Sometimes.
Mouth: But I'm not that guy Rachel, and I don't want to be. So maybe the elite girls just aren't for me then. But one of these days I'm gonna meet a girl who actually loves me and maybe she won't be what you call hot but I'll think she's beautiful... and I'll tell her so. I won't be mean to her 'cause I won't have to play a game with her. I'll just be the guy that she can always count on... and that'll be enough... and she'll be elite to me.

Ellie: Don't be afraid Peyton. Every song has a coda, a final movement, whether it fades out or crashes away. Every song ends, is that any reason not to enjoy the music?
Peyton: It doesn't mean I can't want it to not end.
Ellie: Look at you. You've had more life changing events in the first 17 years of your life than I'd wish on anyone. You got the surviving part down. I want you to focus more on the living.
Peyton: Sometimes surviving is about all the living I can handle.
Ellie: I don't buy that for one second. And if you keep this up hiding in your art and your sadness, you're really gonna miss out. Because the truth is, there is nothing to be afraid of. It's just life.

(during the blackout)
Lucas: We should probably call Peyton. I mean, I'm not sure if Ellie is around and if the lights are out...I'm kinda worried about her being alone.
Brooke: (annoyed) Yeah, I'm sure you are.

Nathan: I remember the ugly-ass poncho that you wore.
Haley: (exasperated) Oh my god, yes, you've made you feelings for that particular item of clothing very clear! (laughs)
(He laughs and she smacks him lightly on the arm.)

Dan: And the entire city is dark?
Man: Yes sir.
Dan: Perfect.

Lucas: Brooke, I'm sorry I said that. You're not psychotic. I mean, a little disturbed, maybe.
Brooke: You think this is funny?!
Lucas: Know what I think? I think you're trying to sabotage us. Find any reason you can end it. So that you don't have to worry about getting hurt again.
Brooke: But the same words, Lucas? The exact same words?!
Lucas: (shaking his head) I never sent that letter to Peyton.
Brooke: And I never sent my letters to you either but they still meant something! (pause) Just tell me, why me this time. Why not Peyton?
Lucas: I can't say anything bad about Peyton. She's my friend, and she's your best friend!
Brooke: That's OK, you can say bad things about her.
Lucas: Oh, Brooke. The truth is, I care about Peyton.
Brooke: Then what is the difference?
Lucas: The difference... The difference is I love you, Brooke. I wanna be with you, not Peyton.
Brooke: But why? I need to know why.
Lucas: Because you kink your eyebrow when your trying to be cute. And you quote Camoo, even though I've never actually seen you read. And because, you miss your parents, but you'll never ever admit that. And because I've given exactly two of these embarrassing speeches in my entire life, and they've both been with you. I mean, that's gotta mean something right? And because we're both gonna get pneumonia, but if you need to hear why I love you, I can go on all night.
Brooke: (whispering) You did it pretty good.
(Brooke steps up to him and kisses him)

Haley: Nathan, when I look back on the tour, I'm not like proud of it, cuz I know you weren't proud of me.
Nathan: Is that what you think, that I wasn't proud of you? (Haley nods) Let me show you something. It's in my car.
Haley: Nathan, its crazy out there.

Peyton: (letting the rain pour over them) This is crazy.
Ellie: This is alive.

Peyton: Say hi to my mom, mom.

Haley: Nathan.
Nathan: Haley, I told you the tour was a very big part of your life. You deserve to have something to remember it by besides all the bad memories. (they hug)
Haley: Thank you.

Nathan: Stop it.
Haley: What?
Nathan: Whatever you're worrying about. Just stop.
Haley: How do you know I'm worried? You didn't even open your eyes.
Nathan: You think I need to see you with my eyes to know what's going on with you. What's on your mind?
Haley: I was just wondering if maybe I should go home.
Nathan: Why would you do that?
Haley: Because I don't want to wake up and have you not be here again.
Nathan: I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere.

Nathan: I was hurt, Haley, but I was still proud of you, everyday. (they kiss) Wait, wait, it's all getting ruined.
Haley: No, you don't need all that stuff. You got me.

Haley: Ahh. What? Yes, I had a second bowl. I was hungry.
Nathan: No, it's not that, I'm just remembering.
Haley: Remembering what?
Nathan: Your hair. You wore it that way the first day you tutored me.
Haley: You remembered how I wore my hair the first day I tutored you?
Nathan: Course.
Haley: What else do you remember?
Nathan: I remember the ugly ass poncho that you wore.
Haley: Oh my god, yes you made your feelings for that particular item of clothing very clear. Come on. Tell me really.
Nathan: Well, um, let's see, these jeans, you wore them the day we fell asleep in the park together. And these shoes, you wore these the day we got stuck at the DMV for five hours while we waited for your new license with my last name on it.
Haley: What about my shirt?
Nathan: You wore that shirt in the morning when you sat in the living room and playing that Beatles song on your guitar. The sun just framed your face so perfectly.
Haley: Black Bird. It was the name of the Beatles song that I played.
Nathan: I remember more than you think.

Nathan: Haley, what are you doing here? Aren't the roads all closed? It's like Marshall Law or something.
Haley: I know, I know, but I had to talk to you. I decided to go to Duke.
Nathan: Whoa. Okay, why don't you come inside?
Haley: Okay, so I've been doing some research, and Duke has an amazing basketball program. I mean, their coach, this guy Coach Ker.. Kresasewtski is like, a legend.
Nathan: Coach Kerseskwi.
Haley: Coach... yeah, what?
Nathan: People call him Coach K.
Haley: And so should you. I mean, you should have this opportunity. Duke's a really great school, and I think I could be really happy there, especially if I was with you.
Nathan: Well, you can't go to Duke Hales, and I don't want you to.
Haley: You don't want me to, right. Right, what was I thinking, because you told me that you loved me after the basketball game, and silly me, I just thought that that feeling would last for longer than, I don't know, one night. But, then again I forgot, your the guy who loves to rip the rug out from underneath me just when I feel like we're getting some sort of stable ground.
Nathan: Haley.
Haley: And you freak out, after we have sex for the first time in god knows how long, and by the way I know exactly how long it was, and frankly I'm still pissed off at you about that whole birth control thing. (Nathan just smiles at her). What?!
Nathan: Haley, you can't go to Duke, cos I'm going to Stanford.
(The lights go out).
Haley: Good sign, or bad?

Haley: Duke's a really great school and I think I can be really happy there especially if I was with you.
Nathan: You can't go to Duke, Hales and I don't want you to.
Haley: You don't want me to, right. Right, what was I thinking because you told me you loved me after the basketball game and silly me I thought that feeling was gonna last for longer than, i dont know, one night! But then again, I forgot you're the guy who loves to rip the rug out from under me just when I feel like we've given some sort of stable ground.
Nathan: Haley.
Haley: You freak out after we have sex for the first time in god knows how long and by the way I know exactly how long it was and frankly, I'm still pissed off at you for the whole birth control thing. (Nathan smiling) What?
Nathan: Haley, you can't go to Duke because I'm going to Stanford.

Rachel: No offense but I don't need you to make Brooke jealous.
Mouth: So I don't even get that.

Brooke: And what is the difference?
Lucas: Because I love you!

Keith: How 'bout a kiss instead of a coffee?

(Lucas enters the room)
Brooke: Well?
Lucas: Well, I'd start a fire but all the wood's soaked, I'd... turn on a flashlight but, you know, since it's broken, because you lost your mind and clobbered me with it... I mean, what got into you, anyway?
Brooke: (stunned) What got into me?
Lucas: Yeah, I'm sorry your dinner got ruined.
Brooke: Right, (nods) the dinner I was making for you with my stupid apron (tosses fruit) and my stupid pie!
Lucas: OK, I'll start a fire. I just have to find something else to burn.
Brooke: Great, (picking up his letter) why don't you start with this?
Lucas: You want me to burn my letter?
Brooke: You really are clueless, aren't you?
Lucas: Look, I put a lot of heart into that letter.
Brooke: OK, read it! Just… just skip to the last line. Go ahead.
(Lucas reads it)
Lucas: (laughs) What's wrong with the last line: "you're mine forever". It sounds pretty damn good to me.
Brooke: Yeah, it sounds great. It sounded even better when I read it the first time, last spring... in another letter you wrote. To Peyton!
(Brooke storms off and Lucas follows her. Meanwhile the storm is going on)
Lucas: Stop! This is ridiculous!
Brooke: Ridiculous? I found that letter in your sad-box to Peyton... Whatever... In your closet! Dear Peyton, blah, blah, blah, you're mine forever, love Lucas!
Lucas: I don't even remember writing that!
Brooke: Well you did! Looks like forever just got a lot shorter!
Lucas: Brooke, I am sorry. It was a mistake!
Brooke: Which time? When you wrote it to me or Peyton?!
Lucas: You know, you were the one who was snooping through my closet!
Brooke: (frustrated) So not the point!
Lucas: Look, I know you feel vulnerable about what you wrote to me in your letters...
Brooke: (angry) That is not why I'm upset right now! And FYI I am not your recycling bin!
Lucas: (yelling even louder) No, you're psychotic!

Lucas: Ow! What the hell you hit me for?
Brooke: Because you're an ass.