"Look, I'm sorry things didn't work out with you and Nathan but don't go all Mariah on me, okay?"

Brooke: "Oh My God! Did you just see that?"
Peyton: "See what?"
Brooke: "He just gave her the nod!"
Peyton: "What nod?"
Brooke: "The "Hey, let's hook up after the game" nod. You wanna know what I think? I think Nathan likes tutor girl, tutor girl likes Lucas, and I know I like Lucas, and I have no idea who the hell you like any more so this has been turned into one big love... rectangle plus one... whatever that is!"

"Oh right. Nathan's own little care package. What was it..."Believing you will do well is half the battle". Oh c'mon Nathan, you know, tutor girls little love letter that you passed around earlier, the one that said "Call, if you need anything... at all.""

"I don't know what hurts worse, you and Lucas sneaking around behind my back or you lying about it to my face."

"I went into his room to check on him and his computer was on. I know you two were together. He meant everything to me, Peyton. And I was ready to try and be his friend if that's what he needed. And now I don't really care if I see either one of you again."

Brooke Guess who's in the lobby, I'll tell you. Claire Young and her little hoe posy. We are going down there.
Peyton: Okay. And if an angry dance-off breaks out I got your back.
Brooke: Great. Just don't stick another knife in it.

Brooke: How could you cheat on me with my best friend?
Lucas: Brooke, I never meant to hurt you.
Brooke: That doesn't really matter, Lucas. 'Cause in the end it all hurts just the same.

"Okay, guy in need of a clue. Here's one. Women send signals. That was a brush off. Before you dip into your shallow pool of wit let me paint us a picture and save us both the trouble. Here's your evening. You are going to slink back off to your buddies, laugh this off, get wasted, go home, and make nice with yourself. But don't be thinking of me, because even your fantasy of me, isn't interested in you."

"Someone once said:It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time. Me... I just want to live a life I'm going to remember. Even if I don't write it down."

Brooke: [Time capsel videolla] "Let's see, in ten years, I'll probably be married to someone like Marvin McFadden."
Anna: "Who's Marvin McFadden?"
Brooke: [videolla] "Of course, you all probably call him Senator McFadden or something. But we just call him Mouth."

"So you're probably looking at this and making fun of my outfit, right? Anyway here's all you really need to know about today; if... you're fat, dumb, sexual and a guy, you're OK. If you're a girl, not so much. Please tell me that's changed in the future. Somebody tell me you've got love figured out, because I got news for you; it's pretty darn messy right now. But I guess it has always been that way. Wanting to be loved, to find somebody that makes your heart ache in a good way... feel understood. So... if you're robots, or aliens, or something and you're watching this right now and that feeling no longer exists; well... you missed it... and I feel sorry for you. 'Cuz as far as I can tell, that's what it's all about. And that's what I know it should be about."

Nikki: "Well, if it isn't the other woman ... and my favourite travel agent. Any other places you'd like to recommend?"
Brooke: "Yeah, far away from me - unless you'd like your next period to come out of your nose."

Karen: "It's past curfew, Brooke."
Brooke: "I know, I'm sorry. Bevin made me go to this party because I've been "drifting.""
Karen Roe: "Have you been drinking, Brooke?"
Brooke: "No, Karen, "drif-ting.""

Brooke: "I can't breathe!"
Haley: "What?"
Brooke: "There's no room with Chris's ego!"

Brooke: "First, Lucas, then Jake, now Nathan. I guess "slutty" is in season."
Peyton: "And why is bitch being a Brooke?"
Brooke: "Because! I'm leaving tomorrow for the summer, maybe forever, and my best friend is having psuedo-innocent foreplay with kind-of married guys! "

"Lucas was my gangrene-infected, amputated limb."

"Lucas! Do not make me come in there with you! If you stay in there any longer, you're going to use up all the hot water if you haven't already![kokeilee vettä] Oh, my God! That's cold water. You're taking a cold shower! Ew. Well, the next time you have a wet dream, tell Peyton I say hi! "