Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not quite that close together, but that's okay.

See you back at the house, okay?

Well, I'm guessing that this means that Hailey will be on the way out.

You know, he was just playing.

Okay, what I can do, then, is call you from every hole. Cool?

- She's high? - No, her spirits. Her mood. She's up.

With ocean views. Here, take another shot.

Hi. Marissa Cooper for Oliver Trask, please.

Okay. I think we've torn up the course long enough.

Don't suppose you were using creative visualization?

Don't be jealous of your sister. I love both my daughters equally.

All right, knees bent. Not quite that much.

Hopefully it won't be too uncomfortable.

- You can't leave. - Well, I can't stay.

I'm over it. Moving on. Ready for my next victim.

- When you didn't pick up the phone, l... - I was in the shower. Sorry about that.

- Previously on The O.C.: - Looks like I'm dateless.

- The other night, Marissa, was... - It's okay. Really.

Look at it, all it needs is just a little facelift.

Me and Luke. God, it should be all-time.

What the hell did you say to Dad? I know you're behind this.

- Too bad. - I could hurt that guy.

Do you know how tall they were? Three apples.

For a beautiful girl, that is one ugly swing.

- What is it you used to want to be? - A pilot.

- But if that's true... - What?

I really appreciate you being so cool about Marissa and I being friends.

That was a while ago.

Two more martinis, please.

I always wanted to be left fielder for the New York Yankees.

Step on it. Come on.