Summer: It's not a school night, it's our last night! The last night before the last semester of our last year of high school. We have to make it... last.
Summer: If we're going to launch a successful campaign to get Marissa back into Harbor we have to find someone who can organize the masses. Someone who they'll follow, you know, into battle.
Seth: You mean General Townsend?
Ryan: Alright, so it's down to the three of us, the AV club, and the comic book geeks.
Seth: Actually Leon is still a bit of a hold out.
Seth: I have been sanctioned to offer you sexual favors. I swear Summer said it was okay.
Taylor: Wow. Anyone else, you would facing a long night involving candle wax, tubesocks and the new Fiona Apple CD. But Marissa, I can't.
Seth: Okay, well, lucky for both of us I have the option to forego manwhoring and make an appeal to your heart. Because I know that you have one.
Summer: Surrender, much? I bet Napoleon never talked like this.
Ryan: Well, maybe he should have before he was defeated and exiled.
Seth: Summer, my little Empress, this is our Waterloo. Let's just retreat and minimize collateral damage.
At Newport Union, Marissa gets a call from Chili and and leaves to see him. When she stands up, she is holding her cell phone, and when the camera returns to her, her hand is empty. Once the camera returns to the table, the cell phone reappears on the lunch tray.