I think it's pretty clear in the book if you're not Lucas or Peyton you should just forget it. And just so you know, they are two of my best friends. So if you mess with them, I will mess with you.
Well, okay, let me try this again. You should design the wardrobe for the movie. You were there, it's authentic, it's press-worthy, and I would be lucky to have you before the debut of your new line, which I'm sure is going to be fabulous. Sorry.
Well, that, yeah, but the rest of this I wanted to say to your face. I don't trust you... Not with Peyton, and definitely not with Sam. And that is not gonna get you anywhere... the grin. I'm sure it's gotten you in a lot of doors and in a lot of beds, but it's not gonna do you any good with me.
Listen, Brooke, when I make a movie, I set the bar as high as I possibly can. I put together my wish-list cast, my wish-list crew, my wish-list designer, and sometimes, you know, the timing works out, the material works out, and you get lucky. Sometimes you don't. Good luck with everything.
(Chasing Brooke) Ooh, what's the weak little rich girl gonna do now?
Brooke
(Pulls a gun out and points it at Attacker) Weak little rich girl thinks she'll stay awhile.
AAttacker
You ain't gonna shoot me.
Brooke
Like I said, you don't know me. I'm not the same girl from the store that night she's gone. You took my life, and you turned it into a nightmare. And all I have though about is that I hate you. I hate you.
(Sam appears at the door along with Julian and Jack)
Brooke. Brooke, please don't! Please! I need you mom.
Brooke
(To Attacker) I hate you. I hate you so much. But you're not worth any more of my time. And you're not worth my life. (Hits Attacker with the gun) You have a nice night.
Hi. I'm sorry. I know that we were supposed to look at costumes today. I've just been totally turned around dealing with... fashion femme fatale thwarts killer! The press. Can't they just go back to stalking Britney or something?
Oh, come on. "Hot clothing designer tracks down attacker and exacts revenge." If you're not gonna sell me the movie rights, you should at least ame the tabloid.
Brooke
So that every time I look at it, I can be reminded of the fact that my attacker was also Quentin's killer and that maybe if I had reported it.
Brooke, you were attacked by a guy in a mask. Even if you had reported it, the chances of the police finding him were slim to none. It's not your fault.
All right, let's see what you got. Sketches of costumes for business meeting, check. Slightly moody lighting in case I have totally lost my mojo and this is actually a date, check. Okay. Beer says "Come on in, get comfortable, let's talk business." “Wine says do me." Hard liquor it is okay.
Okay, right. Yeah, well, let's just make sure we're paying the minimums, 'cause the last thing we need is the union on our ass. Uh, were you just on your way out? We were meeting tonight, right?
Brooke
Yeah.I-I had a charity thing. Earlier. I'm read to roll up my sleeves and get to work. Just let me take some of this.
So, we have home- and away-game ravens jerseys, and for the popular kids, if you want to keep it realistic, cheerleading uniforms, lettermen jackets, and a lot of jeans.
No, perennially disappointed father. I took my mom's last name so I could make it on my own, but time and again, I go back to my dad for help. And time and again, he makes me feel like a failure. But one of these days.
I know. When I first got here everyone thought I came for a girl... the girl in the book. But I only came here to make a movie. But now it turns out everyone was right. I am here for the girl in the book... the other girl.
Does that look like Mr.Popular to you? I know you're not the person you were in high school 'cause i'm not either. And i'm glad 'cause... that kid would've never stood a chance with you.
I was THE Mathlete. But, i'm not anymore, and I don't want high school, Brooke. I'm sorry to breakdown your feelings but was meant to describe who the character was before anyone got to know the real person. :[(Julian gives Brooke a list)] That's the breakdown describing the Brooke Davis I'm looking for.
Brooke
"Gorgeous brunette with an amazing energy and smile. Funny. Intelligent. Kind-hearted. Strong-headed. Simple. Complicated. Motherly. Childish. Tough. Sensitive. Beautiful. Way cooler than she was in high school."
You said you didn't want to be a footnote in someone else's love story. Well,maybe it's time we write our own epic love story. This time tomorrow,we could be walking on a beach in malibu.
Look, I know you're gonna come up with a million reasons why you shouldn't. So I'm just gonna give you this one why you should. I love you... Brooke Davis. Come with me.
He loves you. He's a great guy. He wants us all to try it out together. Don't you get it? Most people dream of this moment. Why aren't we already out the door?
Brooke
Because most people don't leave their lives behind to run off to California with someone that they have only known for a month, Sam, that's why.
Brooke, you're a good person, a cool designer, and a kick-ass mom, but...sometimes you're your own biggest enemy. You're twenty-two. You have your whole life ahead of you. You have this awesome dude at the airport who loves you! God, you have to go. You have to.