Easy A

Damon was sitting in the couch, his head in his hands. “Is it still not over?” Elena asked slightly worried. “I gave tu two painkillers, it shouldn’t hurt no more” Damon looked up and gave her an irritated glance. “I’m not making this up, if that’s what tu think” “I didn’t say I think you’re making this up” Elena defended herself. “I just find it strange… Maybe tu need to get a doctor” “Yeah, let’s do that” Katherine scornfully said. She came from out of the kitchen.
“Let’s go to a nice doctor and have him examine Damon. Surely he wouldn’t...

Lucas 'Luke' Scott: No foul, basket counts, besides tu won't score again.

Nathan Scott: What do I want? What do tu want, man? I mean, other than my girlfriend and my spot in the lineup, huh? None of us want tu on the team, man. I don't want you. The guys don't want you. My girlfriend sure as hell doesn't want you. - but here's the deal. tu and me, one on one. tu can name the time and place. If tu win, I'll quit the team. If I win, tu crawl back in your little hole and tu remember your place in all this. Time and place, baby. Time and place.

Keith Scott: I'll tell tu why. When I was...