Nathan Scott: I heard about what happened Saturday night.
Lucas Scott: And?
Nathan Scott: And if all this stuff about Brooke is gonna make you play any worse, you should just take yourself out of the game right now.
Lucas Scott: Thanks for your concern, but how about you mind your own business?
Nathan Scott: The game *is* my business, all right? And I don't want you screwing it up over some chick.
Lucas Scott: Heh. You're one to talk.
Nathan Scott: Yeah, I am. See, my game's gotten better; your game sucks. Fix it.
Lucas Scott: Your marriage sucks. Fix it.
Nathan Scott: I'll tell you what. I'll give you the same brilliant advice that you gave me when Chris kissed Haley.
[Nathan copies Lucas' voice and signature squint]
Nathan Scott: "Just forgive her, man. She loves you."
[Lucas glares at Nathan]
Nathan Scott: Doesn't help much, does it?
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: [to Peyton] Hey I thought about it and I'm gonna talk to Brooke.
[Lucas looks over at Brookes empty desk]
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: Hey Brooke!
Nathan: [to Luke] Hey, quit looking at Keller we already know he can score.
Chris Keller: [Chris is about to sing the national anthem] This goes out to all your girlfriends, You know who you are.
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: I hate that guy.
Lucas 'Luke' Scott: I'm open Nathan. BALL!
Nathan Scott: [Nathan throws the ball and Lucas moves so the ball hits Chris] The best pick you made all night.
Peyton Sawyer: Look, I know I've been a bitch.
Haley James Scott: You haven't been that bad.
Peyton Sawyer: Please-Brook's been calling me 'Peyton Marie Sawyer'
Peyton Sawyer: PMS.