Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She seemed a little weird when she saw us together last night.

I don't know. See, today I asked her if she had feelings for him, point-blank.

I'm not worried about you knowing where the line is.

... reported seeing a strange red fireball come out of the sky.

Thank you. I mean, gracias.

I mean, I got hurt, and you took care of me, even when I begged you not to.

- And he will call you for dinner. - I'll suggest Al Forno's.

- It's Kaitlin. - She's setting the mood.

Shelley loves SAT words.

Thanks for that.

Wow, I have too much time on my hands.

- Hungry? - Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

Hey, did you write your thank-you note yet to the Brown interviewer?

- But we could try stuff on. - No, thanks.

Cohen. I brought some DVDs.

...but you're my sister, and I can tell when you're mad.

It's just sister stuff?

Can't have a hospital without doctors. Like it or not, they got a say.

- You blew it off? - Yep.

I'm guessing you're still mad at me.

I thought maybe we could go to the beach.

I'm here to see you.

Or we could just blow the whole thing off. Rent a movie, order in pancakes.

So has Matt. Looks like he's come here to drown his sorrows.

Look, I know things have been confusing...

No, she was a year ahead of me at Kellogg.

- Kirsten let me in. She seems really nice. - What do you want?

Previously on The O.C.:

You know, you've helped me with Volchok.

For her mom, Summer.

- I should have called. - Oh, that's okay.

You wanna be with Johnny.

I'm impressed. You're sneakier than I thought, Kirsten Cohen.

Look, you've always been a really good guy to me.

She thinks it's juvenile. It's like telling her I'm into Beanie Babies.

Maybe Kaitlin. I'm gonna say probably a combo platter.

That way, even if she rejects you, at least you know you tried.