Brooke: "Well...I'll see ya, Brooke. Have a nice summer. Oh, thanks, everybody."
Lucas: "Talking to yourself?"
Brooke: "What, is your... summer job driving a cab?"
Lucas: "I put your stuff in the car."
Brooke: "So I guess this is goodbye? Tell me that was a goodbye kiss."
Lucas: "I wanna be with you, Brooke."
Brooke: "What?"
Lucas: " I'm sorry. I know we're friends...it's just how I feel."
Brooke: "What about Peyton's stuff?"
Lucas: "I keep that stuff as a reminder of how badly I screwed up things with you.To remind myself, if I ever get a second chance...I'd never let you go again."
Brooke: "I don't know what to say. I, um...I gotta go."
Lucas: "Brooke? You think... you could ever..."
Brooke: "Lucas...I'm sorry. I... I gotta go. Bye."
Lucas: "Have a nice summer, Brooke."
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