Brooke: You asked me earlier today if I love Lucas, and I have your answer. But you don't deserve to hear it.
Peyton: Brooke.
Brooke: No. I want you to understand something. As far as I'm concerned, this friendship is over. And if we never speak again for the rest of our lives, that'll be fine. I gave you a second chance, Peyton. And you blew it.
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: I did something tonight, and I can't take it back.
Nathan Scott: Evening officer, buy us some beer?
Brooke: Guess who's in the lobby, I'll tell you. Claire Young and her little hoe posy. We are going down there.
Peyton: Okay. And if an angry dance-off breaks out I got your back.
Brooke: Great. Just don't stick another knife in it.
Peyton: Buds over studs.
Brooke: Hoes over bros.
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: I look like an idiot.
Haley James: Dude, I saw you in your headgear.
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: Don't call me dude. And I thought we promised not to talk about that in public?
Nathan: You realise I wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for you. If you'd stayed in your place at the river court I never would have met Haley. You ruined my life, man. You'd better watch your back.
Brooke: Lucas was my gangrene-infected, amputated limb.
Brooke: Thank you for coming, Nate.
Nathan Scott: Whatever, I just ran out of alcohol.
Brooke: Just the smell of it, like sports bras and desperation.
Haley James: Remembering what?
Nathan Scott: Your hair. You wore it that way the first day you tutored me.
Haley James: You remember how I wore my hair the first day I tutored you?
Nathan Scott: Of course.
Haley James: What else do you remember?
Nathan Scott: I remember the ugly-ass poncho that you wore.
Nathan Scott: Hey, where you goin'?
Chris Keller: Chris Keller's work here is done.
Nathan: Lets just get this over with.
Peyton: Funny, that's what he used to say before we had sex.
Chris Keller: Chris Keller's work here is done.
Dan Scott: Nathan, how have you been?
Nathan Scott: Drunk. Bitter. Kinda like Mom.
Mouth: I'm really messed up on the hooch, you know.
Dan Scott: Somewhere along the line, I started hurting the people I care most about, and I can't figure out how to stop.
Nathan: Well, stop being a dick, Dad. It would help.
Nathan Scott: Trust me, you're better off anyways. Love sucks.
Peyton: Nathan.
Nathan Scott: No. Think about it. Dan and Karen. You and Lucas. Me and Haley. You got it right, Peyton. People always leave.
Brooke: This is like dance auditions for "Crap, the Musical."
Erica Marsh: This is your room?
Brooke: Yeah.
Erica Marsh: It's nice.
Brooke: Well, it was until my parents sold all my stuff including one of the O's in my name, so now I'm officially "Broke Davis".
