I am taller than you.

Seth: Yeah?
Summer: You asked my boyfriend if we had sex? What’s wrong with you?
Seth: I’m sorry!
Summer: That’s creepy! You know how creepy that is?
Seth: Enough with the pillow!
Summer: Seriously, what’s wrong with you?
Seth: What’s wrong with me? Summer, look at me. Since I got back from San Diego I’ve eaten raisins and a pack of CornNuts. I haven’t showered. I’ve slept like four hours in the last five nights.
Summer: Cohen.
Seth: What?
Summer: Look, Zach is my boyfriend. You’re not. That part of my life does not belong to you.
Seth: Yeah, I know that. Okay? I know. And it’s weird, and it’s creepy. I know. And, you know, I’m sorry. I am very sorry.
Summer: Well, good. You should be. You’re ripping up your drawings?
Seth: Yeah. Why not?
Summer: I’m only saying this for the people that have to live with you. Take a shower, Cohen.

It’s always been you Summer. It’s just always been you.

I tried to fight it and I tried to deny it. And I can’t, I can’t do it, you’re undeniable.