[BROOKE looks back over at HALEY as NATHAN nods at her]
BROOKE: Did you see that?
PEYTON: What?
BROOKE: Nathan just gave her the nod.
PEYTON: What nod?
BROOKE: The "lets hook up after the game" nod. [Pause] Wanna know what I think? I think Nathan likes tutor girl. But I think tutor girl likes Lucas. And I know I like Lucas. And I don't know who the hell you like anymore. This is all turning into one big love… rectangle plus one, whatever that is.
Lucas - "What if I told you there was someone else?
Brooke - "Well, then normally I'd suggest a threesome."
Brooke - "We have a hot tub."
Lucas - Brooke, I..."
Brooke - "We have a naked me in the hot tub."
Brooke - "Jake you can tell me. I won't even remember it in the morning."
Jake - "You really wanna know?" leaning closer to Brooke's ear. "The truth would kill your buzz."
Lucas (talking to Brooke) - "I was just wondering why'd you call me? Why not one of the guys?"
Brooke - "I knew you'd come through."
Brooke:What's your idea of your perfect date?
Haley:You getting hit by a bus.
Brooke:Nathan's lucky with that sense of humor.
Lucas: Look Hailey, can I tell you something?
Brooke(literally bouncing into the room): Hey boyfriend. Hey Tutor girl.
Hailey: Hey Tigger
Brooke (talking about Lucas): He's so serious, I thought I'd lighten him up a little
Karen: And you couldn't take him to a comdey?
Brooke: I guess you're not a big fan of tatoos then.
Karen: No, not on my son.
Brooke: I think I could light my self on fire and my mother wouldn't notice, so sometimes it's hard for me to remember some moms would.
Brooke:(while watching Lucas' letter burn)I hope it wasn't money.
BROOKE: (v.o) Someone once said; it's the good girls who keep diaries. The bad girls never have the time. Me… I just wanna live a life I'm gonna remember. Even if I don't write it down
Brooke: why do bad guys lie to get into your bed, and good guys lie to get into youre heart
Brooke: Yes. "Vote Brooke for president." It gets straight to the point and short enough for even the stoners to remember.
Brooke: I haven't stuffed since I started puberty.
BROOKE: How many moments in your life can you point to and say, "That's when it all changed"? You just had one. Don't worry, baby. The popularity thing's not so bad.
PEYTON: The Brooke Davis Leopard Bra? Dude, that thing's like a welcome mat. Anyway, I heard you were naked in his car.
BROOKE: No, I was partially naked. At one point I had mittens on 'cause it was cold.
HALEY: You know, I’m just not clear on this. So the shower at your house is broken and you had to have Felix come all the way over here and use mine?
ANNA: Um…
BROOKE: Uh-huh.
PEYTON: Brooke!
HALEY: Wait a second. Y-you don’t have a bed do you? Did you… tell me you didn’t have sex in my bed. Brooke.
BROOKE: I’m already washing your sheets.
HALEY: Oh my god! Ugh! Brooke! Ugh!
BROOKE: They already yelled at me, what is the big deal?!
HALEY: The big deal is that first of all; you did not thank me for helping you with the CDs. Second of all; you had sex IN MY BED! And third; you ate all the brownies.
ANNA: Actually, I had a couple.
HALEY: That’s not the point.
BROOKE: Haley’s right. The point is that I’ve been deceptive. It’s not so much that I lied to anyone’s face. It’s more about what I didn’t say.
HALEY: Ugh! OK. There is a big difference between a lie and a little white lie.
BROOKE: Really!
HALEY: Yeah!
PEYTON: OK, wait, what white lie?
HALEY: Nothing!
BROOKE: Haley lied to Nathan!!
HALEY: Not exactly!
BROOKE: Yes you did!
PEYTON: About
!
HALEY: Nothing.
PEYTON: Haley.
HALEY: You know what, if we’re talking about bad behaviour, you might wanna sit this one out!
PEYTON: What is that supposed to mean?
HALEY: That’s supposed to mean that Peyton’s the one you should be looking at, not me.
BROOKE: Why?! She not the one acting like a perfect little Stepford wife!
HALEY: Uh!
ANNA: Why are you picking on Haley? She’s throwing us a slumber party.
BROOKE: Actually, she was throwing us a slumber party, you just butted in!
PEYTON: Brooke! LEAVE HER ALONE!
BROOKE: WHY!?
HALEY: What’re you gonna do? Snort her?
HALEY: Listen, I didn’t throw this slumber party for you, you threw it for yourself and you know it!
BROOKE: Well, at least I didn’t lie to my husband about hanging out with Chris!
PEYTON: WOAH!!
HALEY: Brooke! Well… Peyton did cocaine with that Rick guy!
PEYTON: Haley!
BROOKE: WHAT!!
PEYTON: You had sex in her bed!
ANNA: OK –
BROOKE: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? CRACK ****!!
PEYTON: ****!
BROOKE: LIAR!!
(Haley rips Brooke’s nose strip off)
ANNA: Man… Tree Hill’s got some drama
Brooke (to Anna): Hi… I’m Brooke. We haven’t officially been introduced, but your dating my ex-boyfriend and I’m sleeping with your brother so it looks like we have a lot in common.
BROOKE: We should totally hang out more. What is your name?
HALEY: Haley…
BROOKE: Yeah. I don’t like that name. Lets call you… Brooke!
BROOKE: Hi friend!
PEYTON: Thanks.
HALEY: Sure. I’ll see you guys later.
PEYTON: Where’s your ride?
HALEY: Oh. I’m going to take the last fan bus back.
PEYTON: It just left.
BROOKE: That’s perfect. Brookie can come with us!
HALEY: Yeah, she named me Brooke.
BROOKE: Peyton, can she come? Please? Peyton, please!
PEYTON: Just don’t touch the stereo. Or we’ll have a problem.
BROOKE: Road trip.
BROOKE: We’re going on a road trip. We’re going on a road trip.
[THE CAR driving along a road. BROOKE’S hitting PEYTON with her pompoms as PEYTON tries to drive]
PEYTON: Brooke! Come on…
[BROOKE throws the pompoms out the window, giggling and clapping. Then she leans over the front seat, looking at HALEY and then PEYTON]
BROOKE: Don’t you two like the same guys? Or guy, or something?
HALEY: I’m just tutoring him, that’s all.
PEYTON: So you’re not into him? Because he seems to be into you.
[BROOKE’S looking out the back window]
BROOKE: He gave her the nod!
PEYTON: Just be careful.
HALEY: Well, what about you and Lucas?
PEYTON: What about us?
HALEY: Oh, come on. Tortured artist meets tortured athlete? Talk about your obvious attraction.
[The car beeps to signal lack of gas]
BROOKE: I hear birds.
PEYTON: Unbelievable! Brooke, did you not think to put gas in the car?
[BROOKE looks at HALEY]
BROOKE: Answer the question, Brooke.
[The car stops]
BROOKE: Why are we stopping?
[BROOKE’S CAR. PEYTON gets out of the phone with her cell]
PEYTON: There’s still no signal. Who lives like this?
HALEY: Pop the trunk, will you?
BROOKE: Peyton, don’t listen to it. It might be a trick.
[PEYTON pops the trunk and HALEY looks inside]
HALEY: Yeah, it’s empty. I saw a gas station a few miles back. If I’m not back in an hour, tell my mom I loved her?
BROOKE: Don’t you mean Nathan?
PEYTON: I’ll go with you.
BROOKE: What about me?
[BROOKE’S back in the car and PEYTON locks the doors. As BROOKE and HALEY walk away, BROOKE’S yelling]
BROOKE: I could suffocate in here. Guys!
HALEY: You did crack a window, right?
BROOKE: Guys! Come on! I’m scared! Please! Come on, you guys. Don’t go! Someone will come!
[PEYTON and HALEY walk off]
Shot of a bag in a glass display case. Brooke pops up from the other end looking sulky.)
BROOKE: But I want it so bad!