The O.C.

Seth: Maybe I can`t just be friends with you. Summer: I guess maybe this is it for us.

Sandy:(about Seth) My son doing manual labor, I never thought I`d live to see that day.

Seth: God, my back! Personal growth is so painful.

Sandy: (to Ryan who`s studying at the table) Check out the new Ryan Atwood studying at the breakfast table.

Alex: (about the job and handing Seth the mop) Ok, I`m Alex, you can start right now, if I don`t fire you by the end of tonight you come back tomorrow.

Summer: You read the paper? Zach: Just the LA Times, NY Times, Orange County Register and Wall Street Journal.

Lindsay: (in the parking lot to a girl walking by) Excuse me, I`m new, is it alright to park here? OC Girl: (looking at her car) Sure, if you`re not embarrased.

Marissa: Is it just me or is Zach perfect? Summer: He`s good looking but not into himself, smart but not a showoff, athletic but sensitive, a politician`s son. Hey, he`s like Newport`s Prince William. Marissa: Yeah, the kind of guy parents love.

Ryan: (after hitting Lindsay in the nose) Are you OK? Lindsay: Yeah, I have to get a rhinoplasty, but now I`ll look just like all the other girls here.

Seth: (about Summer) Oh my God, she is right! (to Ryan) Dude, here I am going on and on about my haircut and my grandfather is in the cooler. I`m like a monster.

Summer: (to Zack) Holy Mack! You are, like, such an adult. I mean, you're not insecure. You're not jealous... Are you a robot?

Seth Changing urinal cakes. That's how commited Seth Cohen is to the new Seth Cohen. Ryan: Okay, now you're talking about yourself in, like, the fourth person. Seth: It's a whole new dimension of selflessness, Ryan.

Sandy: She's agreed to supervised visitation. 20 minutes, max. Caleb: She's my daughter, I don't need to be supervised. Sandy: No, I'm supervising her. I'm afraid she might kill you.

Summer: Cohen, that was really sweet. Seth: Pathetic and sweet? Summer: No, just sweet.

Caleb: Too much champagne, I get giggly. Sandy: When have you ever been giggly?

Marissa: Okay, so then you don't really like Zach? Summer: No. I mean yes! I don't...Ew! Shut up!

Caleb: I just had the most vile, inhuman night of my life. Sandy: For a guy who married Julie Cooper, that's saying something.

Seth: (to Ryan, when he never heard of CBGB) Come on, what? The only music they had in Chino was the sounds of gun shots and helicopters?

Marissa: So you're not over Seth? Summer: Oh, I am! I've divested myself of all of Seth's material possessions. I'm vibrating, Coop, at an extremely Cohenless frequency.

Sandy: Face it Caleb, it's time to get your Martha Stewart on.