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HERES S0ME QU0TES WHICH i L0VED & i WANNA PUT THE LUCAS / BR00KE 0NES LATER
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?
Haley: I know, I know, but I have to talk to you. I decided to go to Duke.
Nathan: Whoa. Okay, why don't you come inside?
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.
EDiT & NEW LAY0UT =)
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: No, I think you're trying to sabotage us! Find any reason you can so you can end it. But you don't have to worry about getting hurt again.
Brooke: But the SAME words, Lucas? The EXACT same words?!
Lucas: I never sent that letter to Peyton.
Brooke: And I never sent my letters to you either, but they still meant something! Just tell me why me this time? Why not Peyton?
Lucas: I can't say anything bad about Peyton. She's my friend. She's YOUR best friends.
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 you're trying to be cute. Because 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 entier life and they've BOTH been with you. I mean, that's gotta mean something, right? And because we're both gonna get pneumonia and if you need to hear why I love you, I can go on all night.
Brooke: You did pretty good.
Rachel: I can teach you how to become one of the guys the elite girls drool over.
Mouth: By being mean?
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. One of these days, I'm gonna meet a girl who really loves me. 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 because I won't have to play games with her. I'll just be the guy that she can always count on. That'll be enough. And she'll be elite to me.
HERES S0ME QU0TES WHICH i L0VED & i WANNA PUT THE LUCAS / BR00KE 0NES LATER
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?
Haley: I know, I know, but I have to talk to you. I decided to go to Duke.
Nathan: Whoa. Okay, why don't you come inside?
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.
EDiT & NEW LAY0UT =)
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: No, I think you're trying to sabotage us! Find any reason you can so you can end it. But you don't have to worry about getting hurt again.
Brooke: But the SAME words, Lucas? The EXACT same words?!
Lucas: I never sent that letter to Peyton.
Brooke: And I never sent my letters to you either, but they still meant something! Just tell me why me this time? Why not Peyton?
Lucas: I can't say anything bad about Peyton. She's my friend. She's YOUR best friends.
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 you're trying to be cute. Because 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 entier life and they've BOTH been with you. I mean, that's gotta mean something, right? And because we're both gonna get pneumonia and if you need to hear why I love you, I can go on all night.
Brooke: You did pretty good.
Rachel: I can teach you how to become one of the guys the elite girls drool over.
Mouth: By being mean?
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. One of these days, I'm gonna meet a girl who really loves me. 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 because I won't have to play games with her. I'll just be the guy that she can always count on. That'll be enough. And she'll be elite to me.