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For example, Johnny's mom distinctly gives Marissa a dirty look and seems to not care at all about Kaitlin's involvement. So Marissa is naive, but not calculating. However she bears the brunt of the guilt associated with Johnn'ys demise.

Only Ryan could see through her games. Kaitlin says something to the effect of "Aren't you a dirty boy?" and Ryan unraveling her ploys of deception in taking over Orange County one patheticly ridiculous emo lovesick turd of a wuss at a time! And he puts her in line like the father Jimmy could never be.

Kaitlin+Volchok=B.F.F.-------Should-a Would-a Could-a!

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What's Johnny's problem before he dies? Why can't Johnny seem to understand that drinking more out of his bottle should leave less tequila in the bottle, not more. In the scene where he dies, he seems to not remember from shot to shot which hand he's holding the alcohol in. We really wish Johnny would have met this fate on the cliff, preferrably before he met Marissa in the first place.
Why couldn't Johnny just be happy with the younger Cooper girl, it seemed to be what he was going for. If he had no qualms with tempting a girl already in a relationship, why did he suddenly become so morally upstanding when Kaitlin mentioned her age.
Kaitlin wasn't she like totally, not only using Johnny to partake in sibling rivalry, but...she's totally to blame! But it's not that I can't sleep at night.

Trey's Apartment

Did anyone notice that the phone in Trey's apartment went from a shitty dial phone, to a cordless, and back to a dial phone just in time to almost smash over Ryan's face before Marissa shot him? He goes from an empty apartment with a bean bag chair, to tres chic ad from an Ethan Allen catalog, and back to second-hand furn.

Where is the love?

I think there's a lot of love in the O.C. Love that may not be around in real life. The comfort of being with your family and friends, when in actuality you're alone, crying, eating and watching. The kind of comfort I could only feel if I were a Cohen.