Blossom

Peyton: Seriously, you are egging my house?

Brooke: Well, you gonna give my dress back to me? The guy at the store said you had it. Described you right down to your bony ass.

Peyton: So go naked, think of all the time you’re gonna save hooking up with someone else’s boyfriend.

Brooke: You’re one to talk. You are one to talk. So, you say we were never friends, huh? Never meant anything to you? [breaks mug] Fine, wanna see something else? Here’s a picture of you and Lucas, on my birthday. So, whose the whore now? [Peyton tackles Brooke] Stop it! Just let go! I’m the one with no boyfriend, no prom dress, and a black eye. You’re going to prom with the guy you love, so you win. Okay, Peyton, you win. Why do you even care anymore?!

Peyton: Why do I care? Brooke, this has been one of the worst years of my life, and I needed my best friend more than ever, and you cut me out because I was honest with you! And you were never, ever honest with me!

Brooke: Peyton!

Peyton: You made fun of my mom’s death, Brooke. You knew her! You cried with me when she died! And now, you use her as a punchline for a joke to hurt me. It hurt. It did. But not anymore because you and me, we’re done. You’re right, she’s dead. And as far as I’m concerned, so are you.

(via treehill4ever)