The O.C.2003

Seth Cohen:
If Taylor's going to fall for your plan, we need to speak in a language she'll understand.

Summer Roberts:
Are you trying to say that you believe me?

Seth Cohen:
No, not exactly, but there's just no other options. Do you have her cellphone number?

Summer Roberts:
What? We're not going to call her. She's not a moron, just evil.

Seth Cohen:
We're not going to call her, my little dim sum, we're going to text her. Or should I say, Dean Hess is.

[hands her a sidekick]

Summer Roberts:
You got the bedazzled one? Pink, too? Wait, we can't text her an apology. We're texting her an apology?

Seth Cohen:
Nope, an invitation. I got a room at the Mermaid Motel.

Summer Roberts:
You mean the place where Ryan may or may not have conceived Theresa's baby and where Marissa's mom and Luke got it on?

Seth Cohen:
Newport's very own den of sin.

Summer Roberts:
Ew. But I like it.

Seth Cohen:
We can even, I mean, if we have some free time ...

[Summer looks disgusted]

Seth Cohen:
Whatever.