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Stefan: Oh my God!
Elena: I know, Stefan. She's lost so much blood, but I think we can still save her li---
Stefan: She's never going to be able to get that stain out of her shirt!
Elena: What?

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*hungry eyes begins to play downstairs*
Elena: Not funny, Damon!

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Chuck: What's that? (nods to paper in Nate's hand)
Nate: This is a letter from the woman I love.
Chuck: Serena?
Nate: Nope.
Chuck: Blair?
Nate: No.
Chuck: Ivy?
Nate: No way!
Chuck: Please tell me you aren't still stuck on Raina, Nathaniel.
Nate: No. Oh for Pete's sake, Chuck! It's Charlie, the real Charlie!
Chuck: Oh. We'd have been here for at least another hour before I ever got to her.
Nate: Why am I friends with you, again?
Chuck: Cause I let you borrow my clothes. You're wearing my sweater-vest and tie right now.
Nate: Oh, yeah. Thanks for that by the way. I look almost as good as you.
Chuck: Almost.

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Nate: You should have just stayed in your silky, purple, robe, Chuck. At least then I could have claimed that you are my mentally ill cousin out for some fresh air and sunshine.
Chuck: You do realize that you are wearing a sweater-vest, right, Nathaniel?

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Elena: I think my dad's gone crazy!

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@ CL - Thanks :)

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Bonnie: (from downstairs) Elena? I'm here. Is everything okay?
Elena: I'm not sure, Bonnie. Can vampire's go into shock?

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Stefan: What happend?
Elena: We were playing Bloody Marry. The lights went out and when they came back on, she was like this.
Stefan: You two were playing Bloody Marry, at night, in Mystic Falls?
*Elena nods*
Stefan: Have you completely lost your mind?

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Stefan: Katherine?
Katherine: What? She tried to blood-jack me.
Stefan: So,you killed her?
Katherine: She pissed me off.
Stefan: You KILLED her, Katherine!

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Elena: You expect me to believe this is ketchup all over my bathroom?
Stefan: Well, she said she hates mustard.
Elena: What? Eat her, Stefan! Eat her now!

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