Wednesday, March 3, 2010

One Tree Hill: Julian Baker

Julian: I can't believe I'm saying this, but you need to put more clothes on.

Julian: If I work with you in yours I'll never see Brooke in hers again. [referring to underwear with Alex the model/actress]

Julian: It just doesn't seem realistic to me. The girl rips her clothes off and throws herself at the guy for no reason.

Julian: I thought you would actually take this seriously, guess that was my mistake.

Julian: Let’s just say, she’s the person you though she was.

Julian: I’m here now and all ready to take my clothes off for you in the back room so you can send your little boy toy packing.

Julian: Sorry to disappoint you but your “tall dark and handsome” is getting naked with my “short hot and bossy.”

Julian: Do you ever meet people on tour that surprise you with their talent? I mean, uh, somebody who seems simple or goofy, or even ditzy, and then Bam! They write this amazing song.

Julian: We're us Brooke. You're the girl I love with all my heart and I'm the boy that's gonna be with you forever. We don't have to rush anything. Forever is a very long time.

Julian: I’m not a guys’ guy. I don’t have homies.

Julian: First rule of camping, also be prepared.

Julian: I am directionally challenged.

Julian: This is a true story about an old witch who used to live in these old woods. Her name was Dragora. She had a wooden leg and you could hear it dragging in the mud. Well the day after she died, some kids decided they wanted to dig up her body and steal her wooden leg. Then just about midnight on a night just like tonight, they heard it. Dragora was coming back for her leg.

Julian: The problem is the romantic lead looks like the love child of Richard Simmons and a village person.

Julian: Obviously we love each other but every time we get close enough one of us puts up a wall. It’s not easy being on the other side of that wall. When Brooke Davis puts up a wall it's not coming down until she's ready.

One Tree Hill: Quinn James

Quinn James: It might have everything I need, but it doesn't have everything I want.

Quinn James: Does your phone ever stop buzzing because I only have one thing that vibrates that much.

Quinn: You're walking me to the door, who knew you were such a gentleman?

Quinn: Lying was never his style; he’s like Nathan in that way.

Quinn: If anyone’s a coward, it’s me. I’m not running away from my problems, Nathan. I’m walking away from something that’s broken. And that doesn’t mean I’m not scared. I just don’t know how to let him go.

Quinn: Okay, Taylor’s recipe calls for an eighth of granddaddy purple.

Quinn: Great. She gets chatty and you get paranoid.

Quinn: My psychic told me to avoid emotional entanglements.

Quinn: It’s like watching an antelope at the watering hole in the Serengeti.
Clay: This antelope has no depth at the watering hole in weeks, there’s a nun that’s been hogging up all my time.
Quinn: Oh excuse me. I guess I’ve been messing up your game.
Clay: It’s ok. The game was getting old.

One Tree Hill: Alex Dupray

You hate the sex scenes? Those were my favorite.

Red ink means bad. Bad. Bad.

First off his name is Marvin. And he works in a sewer. I’m tired of people thinking things.

I changed the sex scene. Now the girl makes an ass of herself and the guy leaves.

That’s just what I do. I’m the girl who takes off her clothes and sleeps with guys.

You’re the first guy to notice me for something other than getting photographed in underwear or videotaping threesomes.

Like “I hate it but there’s a story in there somewhere” good?

A relationship is a relationship.

Administrative work is for fatties. And you are not a fatty. You are a plus size model.

I stripped naked and that boy didn’t even flinch. He is clearly so in love with you.

You should be wearing C.O.B. not M.E.

Parties seem so lame-tarded. Same people, same paparazzi, same porn.

I like just hanging and working with Julian on things people take seriously other than my tight ass.

O.M.Gucci. Score me some of what you’ve been taking you skinny bitch. You totally look better than me in that. Take it off.

Says the boy. Not that you’re the boy. Just a boy, who doesn’t get that some sad girl with bad hair doesn’t want to spend money on some movie where the girl doesn’t get the boy. It’s not American.

I know, I just reread the script and it totally sucks dust. The main character is just white noise. She needs like a crack habit or a brother with cancer. Something Oscar worthy.

Josh, let me be very clear with me. If I feel anything brushing up against me under those sheets, you will remember the pain that I inflict on "IT" for the rest of your life.

If you say raw meat, I will tear out your tonsils, tie off your wiener bag and castrate you like a bull.