The O.C.2003

Ryan:
[Seth has been smoking pot due to stress of going to college] Well, it's-it's-it's almost 3:30. Isn't our interview at 4:00?

Seth:
[high] What're you talking about?

[looks at clock]

Seth:
Hey, how'd that happen?

Ryan:
Well, are you ready?

Seth:
Am I ready? Do me a favor.

[pulls up shirt sleeve and feels bicep]

Seth:
Go ahead and feel that. Feel that puppy right there.

Ryan:
No, dude, no.

Seth:
Okay, you don't wanna touch another man. I get it. [Ryan frowns and sniffs the air] I get it. You find my slender swimmers body, um, intimidating.

Ryan:
[confused] Something smells.

Seth:
No, it doesn't. No, it doesn't. But they say the first sign of, uh, a brain tumor is, uh, phantom smells, so you should lie down.

[Ryan finds can of air freshener]

Seth:
Hey. Hey. You solved it. You figured it out. That's- You're mystery solver. You're like Encyclopedia Brown. Remember Encyclopedia Brown? He went on down to Texas to solve the mystery of the Great Shootout.

[Ryan raises his eyebrows]

Seth:
Hey, how bout this for a change? How bout in a cage match, Encyclopedia Brown versus The Great Brain [Looks at Ryan completely straight faced] to the death.

Ryan:
[pause] Are you high?

Seth:
Am I high? No! No, come on, man. I love when you go for the comedy. [Ryan looks at Seth and goes over to the desk] But I would not quit your day job beatin up, uh, people. [Ryan moves the book off of the ashtray] I wouldn't.

Seth:
[Ryan picks up ashtray and holds it out to Seth] I don't know how that got there.