Sandy: The minute you were born, I knew I would never take an easy breath again without knowing you were safe.

Seth: So I'm like asthma?

Summer: I'm busy. Studying. Naked.

Seth: Is that supposed to keep me away?

Summer: Cohen? You're at my house!

Seth: And you're dressed. I don't know who's more disappointed.

HEY SETH COHEN, I MISS YOU.