Mischa: Fuck off. And when you're done fucking off, fuck off again.
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Ricky: Looks like somebody's in love!!
Noel: Yeah, right. I just think Mischa's cool, OK? It's not like I lay awake at night thinking about him!
*later that night*
Noel, very much awake and thinking about Mischa: Uh oh.
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Penny: What's it like being in the choir?
Ocean: Okay, imagine the most well-behaved, civilised, quiet-working group of people you've ever met.
Penny: Okay.
Ocean: Then throw that out the window.
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Noel: Dracula had it right. Sleep all day, lice alone in a castle, and explode into bats to get out of social situations.
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Ocean: Just be yourself.
Mischa: Be myself?? Ocean, I have one day to win Noel's mom over.
Mischa: How long did it take you guys to like me?
Constance: Two weeks.
Penny: Six months.
Ricky: Jury's still out.
Mischa: See, Ocean? Just be myself. What kind of garbage advice is that?
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Mischa: I've done a lot of dumb stuff.
Constance: I've witnessed the dumb stuff.
Ricky: I've recorded the dumb stuff.
Noel: I joined in on the dumb stuff.
Ocean: AND I HAVE TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!
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Mischa: Noel and I don't use pet names.
Ricky: I see.
Ricky: Hey, what do bees make?
Mischa: Honey?
Noel, from the other room: Yes, dear?
Mischa: ...
Ricky: Never lie to my face again.
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Constance: Dogs deserve to live forever.
Ocean: And humans don't?
Mischa: Definitely not.
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Ocean: I swear I'm the only one here with a braincell.
Noel, Mischa, Ricky, Penny and Constance: ALL HAIL THE KEEPER OF THE SACRED BRAINCELL!!
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Ocean: The bloodline ends with me.
Constance: That's the fanciest way of saying "I'm gay".