Lucas: I don't hate you. I remember the first time I ever saw you, all skinny arms and tangled mess of hair. It was hard letting you go Peyton. You know? It was hard losing you and it was hard seeing you again and it's still really hard.
Peyton: I know. While I'm asleep, I have this dream where we're back in that hotel room in L.A. and you proposed to me and every single time I say "yes."
Lucas: It's just a dream, right?
Peyton: It's my dream.
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