One Tree Hill (2003–2012): Season 4, Episode 11 - Everything in Its Right Place - full transcript

- Hey, guys, it's Sophia Bush.
- And Hilarie Burton.

And we wanna wish you guys
a very Happy New Year

and thank you
for supporting One Tree Hill.

It's been a great season so far

and we have some amazing new episodes
coming your way

so don't go anywhere.

It's all starting right here, next on the CW.

Have you noticed that Lucas
has really weird stuff in his room?

Yeah.

I mean, who do you think gave him this?

- Oh, I'd say Brooke.
- No, I'd say Peyton.



Really?

Here we go again.

Previously on One Tree Hill.

Lose that game.

Nathan Scott drives to the hoop!

He passes to Lucas
for a three and the win!

The Tree Hill Ravens
are champions at last.

Nathan, look out!

Haley!

Nathan!

He's dead.

Go!

She's been hit by a car.
You gotta help her.

How long has she been pregnant?



I didn't take my pills.

You just had a heart attack.

- I'm dead?
- Not yet.

I'm dead.

You are no longer my brother.

I still don't believe
that Jimmy killed you, Keith.

We gotta talk
about what happened here, Lucas.

There are things you need to know.

Have you ever had a dream
that seemed so real,

when you woke up,
you didn't know what to believe?

What would you do
if what you thought was true, wasn't?

And what you thought wasn't true, was?

Lucas. Luke, what are you doing here?

I go here. Remember?

Yeah, I also remember
you had a heart attack.

Well, the doctor said it was okay
if I did some light activity.

I mean, I won't be training
for a marathon anytime soon,

but I can still come to class
and daydream about my new girlfriend.

Well, what happens in that daydream?

I slowly but very gently
take her in my arms

and I bring her in real close like this...

Wow.

The last time we kissed,
it was so damn good I collapsed.

- I'm joking.
- Yeah.

What's wrong?

- Oh.
- Yeah. I...

- You just wanna walk me to class?
- Yeah.

Okay.

For someone who just had a heart attack,

Lucas doesn't seem to be worried
about getting his heart rate up.

Questions? Comments?

As a matter of fact,
I'm thinking about not speaking to you.

Why? Because I did you a favor?

Stealing the key
to the Tutor Center so I can break in

and pilfer test answers is not a favor.

It's more like a betrayal.

Okay. We both know you suck at math,
but how do you figure?

Well, I convince Haley to tutor you

even though
she's not exactly your number one fan.

So me trusting you plus you using Haley
equals betrayal.

That's one way to look at it.

The way I see it is,
I suffered through tutoring I didn't need

to steal a key for you.

- Sounds like a favor to me.
- Sounds dumb to me.

- Not as dumb as flunking.
- I'm not flunking anything.

I stayed up all night studying for this quiz.

Now that you mention it,
you do look kind of bad today.

- Lipstick?
- Just return the key to Haley, okay?

- I don't need it.
- Fine.

Trust me, I have never studied so hard
for something in my life.

Fine, but you better start making friends
with the juniors

because that's who you're gonna
be hanging out with next year.

Shut up.

Mouth?

Hey, Gigi. How's my girl?

I'm gonna break up with you.

Did you just break up with me?

No, not yet, but I'm going to.

Just thought you should know.

You okay?

You look like you're a million miles away.

- I didn't even know his name.
- Who?

That poor man who hit me.

"That poor man"?

Haley, you were the victim.
He ran you over.

I know, but it was an accident. And...

And he's dead.

And the way that he was killed, I...

I don't know how your father
could do something like that.

- Did you even know who he was?
- No.

No, you were the only thing on my mind.

Now, listen, I should get going,
I'm gonna be late for school,

but Karen's gonna come by later
to check on you,

and then I'll swing by at lunch
and bring you some soup.

Okay. Chicken noodle with some extra...

With extra noodles. I'm on it.

Thank you.

I don't know how you turned out so sweet
with a father like Dan.

Good news or bad news?

You're my lawyer.
Do you ever have good news?

Okay, bad news.

You're being charged
with second-degree murder.

Your arraignment is scheduled
for tomorrow,

at which time we'll file a plea of not guilty.

In a few weeks, we'll go to trial,

so we need to be prepared
for an investigation.

I don't want an investigation.

It's standard procedure.

I'm guilty. I wanna plead guilty.

Well, I wouldn't recommend that.

You're not pleading guilty.

You shouldn't be paying for something
that I did, okay?

- I'm confessing.
- Don't be a fool, Nathan.

What do you want, Dad?

Twenty years to life?
'Cause that's what you'll get.

And not here.
They'll send you to a state prison,

and when you get out, if you get out,
you'll be so old your life will be over.

Better mine than yours.

Nathan, when you came to me
asking for money,

I looked at you
and saw a kid in over his head.

But what I should have seen was
a son who needed his father's help.

I should have given you the money.
I could have prevented this.

No offense, Dad, but so what?

You're not guilty of murder.

I have sins to pay for, Nathan.

I belong here.

I don't belong here. I'm a good person.

So I pop pills, I haven't killed anybody.

Sure, maybe I started a fire once.

And I...

I did discharge a firearm recently,
but it was an accident.

The bottom line is, I don't need this place.

- Deb, I've been in your shoes.
- Gucci? I don't think so.

- Denial is not your friend.
- Oh, God.

Give this program a chance

and you just might find
that rehab can help you.

Help me?
This place makes me want to take pills.

All I hear around here
is whine, whine, whine, whine.

Don't say wine. I'm an alcoholic.

Oh, my God. Get me out of here.

God.

So, listen,
there's something I haven't told anybody.

Oh, I love secrets.

Well, when I was unconscious, I saw Keith.

Luke, you and Nate should really talk.

Not in, like, The Sixth Sense sort of way,

but it felt so real.

Well, don't laugh,

but anytime I have a dream
about my mom or Ellie,

I like to think it's their way
of contacting me from the other side.

Like dreams are e-mails for ghosts,
it's their way of sending me a message.

Okay.

Well, look, if there's
the remotest possibility that you're right,

then what message
was Keith trying to send me?

Well, I don't know.
What'd you guys talk about?

You, mostly.

What?
Does my breath stink or something?

- No, no, you smell really good.
- Okay, then, what?

- I'm just not a really big fan of PDA.
- Since when?

Since whenever.
It just makes me uncomfortable.

Good to know.

So, what, does PDA
include holding hands? Hugging?

Yeah, I guess so.

Probably. I don't know. Maybe not. I...

- I have English, I should go.
- Okay.

I'll see you.

What just happened?

Hi, Mouth, it's me, Gigi.

I can see that.

Quick question,
what do you like better, text or IM?

- For when?
- For when I break up with you.

Gigi, I don't want you to break up with me.

Then do you want to break up with me?

If so, I like IMs.
You can even use emoticons.

I don't want either of us to break up
with either of us.

But if we did?

Face to face.
I would want to break up in person.

I'll make a note of that
and get back to you.

But don't get me wrong,
I don't wanna break up.

Okay, people, clear your desks,
get your pencils ready.

I know you don't think you need it,
but good luck.

Just because you wanna resort
to theft instead of hard work,

doesn't mean I have to.

Oh, look, pink quizzes?

Not quite.
It's a flyer for that weirdo virgin club.

That "weirdo virgin club"
is called Clean Teens.

Hi, Shelly.

Still trying to save the school
one Rachel at a time?

We're meeting tonight in Room 104.
Be there or be sluts.

Suit yourself.

But if you change your mind,
the door is always open.

Just like Rachel's legs.

Okay, you've got 30 minutes
to complete this quiz.

When I call time, I want pencils down.

Ready?

I sure am.

And begin.

Mayor Scott is being held without bail
as the investigation continues.

Chicken noodle, extra noodle.

How you feeling?

I was thinking about reaching out
to Daunte's family.

- That's the name of the man that hit me.
- Who told you that?

It's been on the news all day.

Apparently he was
some kind of bookie or gambler.

But he was somebody's child,
and now that I'm gonna be a mother...

Who are we without forgiveness,
you know?

And now all these people not only
lost the person that they loved,

but they have to live with the fact
that he almost killed a person.

Two people.

And I just thought maybe,
if I could let them know that I'm not angry,

it might ease their pain.

It was my fault.

- What was your fault?
- The accident,

my father being sent to prison,

everything that happened that night
was my fault.

- What are you talking about?
- I knew Daunte.

I borrowed some money from him.

Look, we couldn't pay our bills
and my dad turned me away,

my mom was on drugs,

and all I had to do was just
shave a few points off the spread.

Just win by less.

And I swear to God, Haley,
I thought that it would be over after that,

but Daunte wasn't finished.

He wanted me to lose
the State Championship.

Which you didn't do.

Haley, listen, I'm so sorry, okay?

But I was scared, and he threatened me.

I was trying to lose the game,

but then you told me
that we were gonna have a boy,

and I just stopped being scared.

All that mattered to me was
you and our unborn son.

So my accident was
just Daunte's revenge?

Haley, I wish to God it was me.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

Look, there's something else.

It wasn't my dad who beat Daunte.

It was me.

Haley, I saw you lying in the
street and I just... I lost my mind, okay?

Please, you have to forgive me.

You've no idea how hard it is for me
to see you like this.

Not as hard as it is for me
to see you like this.

You're a lucky man, Dan Scott.

I thought my arraignment
wasn't until tomorrow.

Your arraignment's been canceled.

The coroner's report was just released.

Turns out that good old Daunte
wasn't beaten to death after all.

What do you mean?

Cause of death, internal injuries
suffered during the car crash.

Daunte died on impact
before a single hand was laid on him.

You're innocent, Mr. Mayor.

How's it feel to be a free man?

I feel as though a weight
has been lifted off my shoulders.

I couldn't be more relieved.

I'd like to thank my lawyer and family
for their support.

Mr. Mayor, how do you think this is going
to affect your political future?

Mr. Mayor, will you run for office again?

However, while I have been cleared
of these charges,

I can't overlook the fact that I responded
to a dire situation in a violent manner.

- What do you have to say to the voters?
- Mr. Mayor. Mr. Mayor.

My pregnant daughter-in-law
was seriously injured.

But violence is never the answer.

And for this reason alone,

if the good people of Tree Hill
feel that I should step down,

then I will resign.

Even when I'm away in rehab,
you find a way of getting in my face.

No more questions.

Oh, goody, my afternoon pills.

What happened to the sheets?

- The sheets?
- The bed sheets

that go on the bed.

Oh, those sheets.

I was wondering the same thing.

About the sheets.

Thanks for coming over, man.

Yeah. You sounded pretty messed up
in your message.

What's up?

I screwed up, man. I told Haley everything.

About shaving points and throwing State
and what I did to Daunte.

It was me, not Dan.

I'm the one that attacked Daunte.

- You?
- Yeah.

I need you to come with me, Lucas.
I think I'm gonna turn myself in.

You haven't watched the news, have you?

Nathan, you didn't kill Daunte.

He died in the accident, from the impact.

Dan's out of jail.
They dropped the charges.

- Really?
- Yeah.

You're off the hook.

It still doesn't change the fact
that I betrayed Haley.

Should've seen the way
she looked at me, man.

Like I'm a monster. And now she's gone.

Wait, what do you mean she's gone?

She's at your house.
Your mom came over and picked her up.

Look, I think you did the right thing, Nate.
She's your wife.

She needed to know.

I'll talk to her.

Hey, Luke?

I'm glad you're okay, man.

I'm sorry for everything.

It's okay.

Tell me you didn't return the key
to the Tutor Center.

I did. And you're welcome.

Haley will never even find out.

No. I failed.

And you know
what makes this so much worse?

I missed an entire night of partying
because I stayed up studying.

You were right, okay,
I'm not book-smart, I'm Brooke-smart,

and there is a big difference.

Lucky for you,
Little Miss Cute-But-Not-So-Smart,

I made a copy.

Recent polls indicate
that public support for Mayor Scott

has actually risen
since Scott was acquitted

of murder charges earlier this afternoon.

It's perfect.

You buy your way out of my sins
and your approval rating skyrockets.

Son, the only approval rating
I care about is yours.

I still can't believe
you went as far as you did for me.

- I'd do it again if I had to.
- Thanks.

It's good to see you out of the orange suit,

even if you did have to pay off the coroner
to write some false report.

But we both know what I did.

Listen to me, Nathan.

I didn't rig that report,
and you didn't kill Daunte.

If you believe one thing out of my mouth,

one thing for the rest of your life,
you believe this.

You are not responsible
for taking that man's life.

Trust me, that's not the kind of guilt
you wanna carry around.

Hey, roomie.

So I talked to Nathan.

How you doing?

Why couldn't he have
just been honest with me?

My guess is he didn't wanna let you down.

Well, look how great that turned out.

Haley, Nathan would do anything for you.

You know that, don't you?

You know, he made bad choices,

but you gotta know
that he made them for you.

Bad choices?

Luke, a bad choice is,
like, acid-wash jeans.

Getting involved with a loan shark
is a life-threatening, really stupid decision.

Look at me, Luke.

I'm a mess, I'm hurt.

He was lying to me the entire time.

Daunte's a bad guy.

He tried to kill Nathan,
and he almost killed you.

But Nathan did what he thought
was best at the time.

But he didn't kill him.

I know.

I've been watching the news all day.

You know, this morning,
I actually felt sorry for Daunte.

Why is it that it's so much easier
to forgive a stranger

than it is to forgive someone you love?

Got your Evite.

I was hoping you would come.

How could I pass up an invitation
to my own break-up?

Look, Mouth, I like you. A lot.

The thing is,
I'm a sophomore and you're a senior.

Soon you'll be going off to college

and I need to start hanging out
with kids my own age.

That all makes sense, Gigi,

but I still don't see
why we need to break up. I mean,

can't we at least wait
until the end of the year?

No, because every day
for the next few months,

I'll know this will end.

I can't do that, Mouth.

I'm sorry.

You, my friend,
are going to have the hottest cast

of all of the injured people in Tree Hill.

Thanks.

- Hales, you okay?
- Yeah.

Fine. I just...

I don't wanna talk about me right now.

- How are things with you and Lucas?
- Really good.

Not so good.
Lately I've kind of been ducking him.

Why? You guys are in,
like, that honeymoon phase.

You should be all blissed-out and
having three-hour-long make-out sessions

and long talks about when you first knew
you wanted to be with each other.

I've been holding in my feelings
because I'm in love with him.

Which makes no sense whatsoever.

Well, it does to me.

The last time Lucas and I kissed,
like, really kissed,

he had a heart attack and he almost died.

- I'm bad luck.
- Oh, shut up, you are not.

Yeah, I am.

Think about every person I've gotten
close to. My mom, Jake, Ellie, Derek...

Where are they all now?

Even my dad works
a thousand miles away.

Peyton, there's one thing
that you're not considering in all of this.

And what's that?

None of those people are Lucas.

I am so rocking in this cat suit
I could totally be a thief.

Good, because a lot of kids who flunk
out of school end up working as thieves.

Shut up.

Okay, guys, we need two new volunteers
for movie night.

And anyone with suggestions
other than Forrest Hump,

please tell Alexa.

Little late for a Clean Teen meeting,
don't you think?

What else do virgins have to do at night?

Deb?

Look, I'm sorry, this place just isn't for me.

Well, you do know
it's a voluntary program?

All you have to do is sign out.

Yeah. I knew that.

- Hurry up.
- I am going as fast as I can.

Got it. Let's get out of here.

This thing doesn't have any pockets.

I told you we should've worn cargo pants.

Well, whoever designed this has
no concept of functional thief-wear.

Well, maybe you should design a line
of clothing for criminals. Come on.

Well, well, what do we have here?

- Girls?
- Principal Turner.

Hi.

What brings you two to school so late?

You know, we just stopped by for the...

Clean Teen meeting?

Clean Teens, please welcome
our two newest members,

Brooke Davis and Rachel Gatina.

Brooke, Rachel,
I'd like to present each of you with a gift.

Brooke Davis, Rachel Gatina,
do you promise

to treasure and protect the sacredness
of your virginity now and forever?

Forever?

Or at least until marriage?

And do you promise to uphold
the values of Clean Teens?

To stay strong in the face of temptation

and to keep man parts
out of your lady business?

- Can we still brooke ourselves?
- Oh, yeah, that's totally allowed.

Then I do.

Brooke?

Just one second.

We have gotta get out of here.

Yeah, sure, let's just pretend
like Principal Turner didn't see us

in the hallway dressed like burglars.

Maybe he won't notice
when you get an A in calculus.

This is our alibi. We need to lay low.

Besides, these bitches are crazy.
It might be fun.

Fine.

Yeah, whatever, I'm in.

Congratulations, ladies.

I now pronounce you virgins for life.

You still look like a slut.

And you still smell like a whore.

Oh. I almost forgot.

Brooke, Rachel, welcome to Clean Teens.

Hugs.

Put them on.

This is crazy.

I don't want to break up with Gigi,
we're good together.

I mean, who cares if I'm going to college?

People have long-distance relationships
all the time. Right?

Well, I think if your heart's telling you
to make it work,

- then you gotta make it work.
- No...

Pay no attention to the man who's never
been in a long-distance relationship.

Trust me, distance is tricky.

- What's so tricky about it?
- Out of sight, out of mind.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Physical separation leads
to emotional separation.

- Yeah, and technology closes that gap.
- Guys.

- Technology...
- Guys, this isn't helping.

I'm just gonna have to figure this one out
on my own.

Hey, Mouth,
you remember when you asked me

if we'd have been better off
if we never left the River Court?

- Yeah, what about it?
- You still think that?

I think it would have been
better for Jimmy.

You think about him much?

All the time. You?

Lately, yeah.

Haley?

Mom, what are you doing out of rehab?

Exactly what it looks like,
and I'm not proud of myself.

You're not gonna find anything in there.

You're right, I'm sorry.

I'm a disappointment to you, Nathan.

I shouldn't let you see me like this.

Mom.

Haley left me.

Oh, God.

I'm the last person
who should be giving advice.

But even in my drugged-up stupor,

I can see that what you and Haley have
is worth fighting for.

You busy?

No, just faking it.

Sorry I was being a weirdo earlier.

You mean
when you didn't kiss me on the quad,

or when you said,
"Dreams are e-mail for ghosts"?

Both.

What's wrong, Peyton?

I wanna kiss you, Luke, I do.

- I just don't wanna lose you.
- Hey,

what makes you think
you're gonna lose me?

Only the fact
that I lose everyone I care about.

Any time I open up to someone,
they walk out of my life or they die

or they move away
or they get shipped off to Iraq

or they turn into
freaking Norman Bates or...

Not everyone.

Look, the last time we kissed,
you had a heart attack.

And I didn't die. I couldn't die.

Do you know why?

Because I had to come back
and look into those green eyes of yours

and tell you I love you.

I do.

I love you, Peyton.

You didn't push me away.

I came back for you.

And no matter how long it takes,
I'll wait for you.

- Nathan.
- I need to see my wife.

Haley, we can't be apart like this.
We need to be together.

Always and forever.

I'll leave the two of you alone.

I'm sorry, okay?

I never wanted to hurt you.

And I'm sorry for all the ways that I did.

I know you're sorry.
I know you don't wanna hurt me.

But I need to know
that you're gonna be honest with me.

- I promise...
- I need to know

that you're gonna let me in, Nathan.

I mean, all the way.

I will, okay?

I'll let you in, if that's what it takes,
I'll let you in.

It's just

sometimes I'm afraid that if I do,
you'll see the real me,

the guy I was before you.

I'm not proud of that person, okay?
The one that I used to be.

But if I have to be that guy
to keep you safe,

then that's who I'm gonna be.

Look, if you want me to apologize
for defending you

or for fighting back
when somebody hurts you,

then I can't do that.

I won't do that, okay?

Because the truth is,
that's a guy I'll never be.

A guy that just stands by
and watches while the world hurts you.

Can you understand that?

- I can't.
- Haley, you have to...

No, I can't keep standing on one foot.

So if there's more, I should sit down,

but if you're done, then just take me home

'cause I'm tired and I miss you
and I love you, every version of you.

Come here.

Dan?

What is wrong with people?

Who would come into your house
and do this?

They must've done it before they knew
your charges were dropped.

I assure you, Karen, I had
absolutely nothing to do with my release.

It was Nathan, wasn't it?

I saw his hand.

Daunte was already dead, Karen.

Yeah, but you didn't know that then.

And you still took the blame.

I had to protect my son. I had no choice.

You're a mother, Karen,
you would've done the same thing.

What's this for?

I thought I saw someone I used to know.

I took your advice
and I told Peyton how I felt.

I gotta tell you something, you were right.

It felt good to tell her.

Thanks, Keith.

Have you ever had a dream
that seemed so real,

when you woke up,
you didn't know what to believe?

What would you do
if what you thought was true, wasn't?

And what you thought wasn't true, was?

Thank you for telling me the truth.

Now I know why they call it true love.

Would you retreat into your dreams

with the hope of finding
a more perfect reality?

We can make this work.

I'll come home on the weekends,
we'll talk on the phone.

Gigi, we can make this work.

Look at it this way.
Yesterday you were a slut with an F.

Today you have an A in math
and your virginity back.

- You should be psyched.
- Yeah.

Brooke, Rachel. Over here.

Sometimes, life is stranger than a dream.

And the only way to wake up

is to face what lies hidden in your soul.

I still don't believe
that Jimmy killed you, Keith.

Well, then, why do you?

Jimmy Edwards was your friend, Luke.

You knew him. You were kind to him.

After everything we've seen,

don't you think that
that kindness had an impact?

But if it did, then you would still be alive.

Do you really believe that, Luke?

Look, look into your heart, okay?

It may be flawed physically,
but it's a good one.

And it's what makes you, you.

Luke, you've changed other people's lives
by opening it up.

Don't close that off.

And you can only hope
that in those moments of dark reflection

that you are not alone.

Hey. I've been waiting for you.

I think we've waited long enough.

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