One Tree Hill (2003–2012): Season 5, Episode 4 - Its Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) - full transcript

My name is Lucas Scott.

Four years ago, I graduated from
high school with my friends

and we all went our separate ways.

Recently, we've all come home.

My ex-girlfriend, Peyton,
is starting a new record label.

So we're gonna give you a chance.
Don't let us down.

I won't.

And she's also getting to know
my girlfriend Lindsey. Sort of.

Peyton, hi. You just missed Lucas.

Yeah, actually, I came here to see you.

But for the record,
I'm not after Lucas, okay?



Haley just hired a nanny
for her son Jamie...

Look, Mama. Me and Daddy made mud.

I'm sorry, who am I kidding?
How soon could you start?

...because her husband Nathan
has been in a wheelchair,

but now seems to be recovering
in more ways than one.

- What is this?
- I figure it's a start, right?

I've really missed you.

Mouth started a job and other
things with his new boss, Alice.

Brooke opened a local store
for her fashion line.

But she also found that sometimes
your problems follow you home.

- What are you doing here?
- Vacation's over.

- It's time to get back to work.
- No, I'm not going back.

- Brooke.
- Mother.

I'll see you on the plane,
my dutiful daughter.



Like I said, we're all home now,

maybe hoping that the things
we were looking for

were here in Tree Hill all along.

Hey, roomie.

So I've got a plan
on how we deal with Victoria.

- Really?
- Ready?

I'll get the shovel
and you get ten feet of rope.

- Too much?
- Maybe. What about you?

Don't you have a band to turn into
rock stars or something?

Yes, today is our first day in studio.

I've gotta do
some other stuff beforehand, though.

Okay. Good luck.

Brooke. You're doing great.

Much as some of us fight it,
our parents have a mystical hold over us,

the power to affect our thoughts and
emotions the way only they can.

It's a bond that changes over time,
but doesn't diminish.

Even if they're half a world away...

...or in another world entirely.

It's a power we never fully understand.

We're left only to wonder
that when our time comes,

what kind of hold will we have
on our children?

Daddy, can we play ball again now?

No, not right now, sweetie. Maybe later.
Thank you.

I wanna play every day.

He shoots, he scores.
Straight to the hole, players.

Oh, okay, I guess we've gotta
stop leaving him with Skills.

Come on, champ.
There's a bath with your name on it.

So how are you doing?

I'm trying.
There's good days and bad days, right?

You know, it's a really good thing we don't
have to worry about money,

but I gotta figure out what I'm gonna do.

Not all of us can have it together
all the time.

- Please, if you only knew.
- I thought you had those kids in line.

You remember that kid Quentin?

The one that walked out
after I threatened to fail him?

Well, next thing I know,
he got cut from the basketball team

and he stopped showing up at school.

- Haley, that's not your fault.
- Yeah, but I'm a teacher.

I'm supposed to be saving these kids,
not running them off.

I tried to talk with him,
but he wouldn't listen to me.

Maybe if he had somebody
he could relate to, or...

- Whatever you're thinking, stop it.
- Oh, come on.

Haley, I'm the last person that
should be giving anybody a talk.

You're like a basketball god
or something to these guys.

And you're not a teacher,
which will really help.

I think he might listen to you.

All right, I'll think about it.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

For what it's worth, I think it
might give you another good day.

- Really?
- Yeah.

So are you bringing back
the mullet or what?

You know, you're really hot when
you're not yelling about how much I suck.

- See you at work. Don't be late, okay?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Do you ever knock?
- What's that?

- I don't smell anything.
- Perfume.

Yeah, Chanel 5 Elixir.
Choice of a classy older woman.

Oh, claw marks! Somebody tussled
with a cougar last night.

You're out of your mind.

Hell, yeah.
It was your boss lady, wasn't it?

Damn, I knew it.

Office dragon lady by day, sex machine to
entry-level chumps by night.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- My boy, you need to ask for a raise.

Okay, guys, we open in a day,

so how is it possible that
the light panel doesn't work?

All right.
- I don't see luggage.

So this is why you disappeared

from your work and your life
and your family.

For a half-built shop
in the middle of a half-dead town.

Don't say that. Tree Hill's home.

- Not anymore. Get in the car.
- No.

- Brooke.
- Just listen to me, please.

For the last couple of years,
you have told me what to do,

who to date, what to say,

and I've let you because you are the brains
behind this whole operation.

And the company didn't seem to suffer.

I agree, and I am grateful,

but I've learned a lot
and I know that I can do this.

Just give me a chance to prove it to you.

All right. All right.

I can't force you to go back to New York.

If this is what you really want,
then I'll respect your decision.

Thank you.

I should commend you
for opening a shop yourself.

Just dealing with the inventory,
the catering and the publicity...

But I'm sure
you've taken care of all that by now.

Of course.

Millicent, hi, it's me.
I... I need your help.

What brings the great
Nathan Scott around here, huh?

Checking out the next big thing?

You know, that crossover wouldn't work
in the NBA or college, but it's not bad.

- Yeah, you got any suggestions?
- You could try the fade-away.

The fade-away's weak.

So, heard you mixed it up
back in your day, huh?

The girls, bookies... Oh, point-shaving.

That was a long time ago, Quentin.

You ain't gotta explain
nothing to me, player.

People like you and me, man,
we're just misunderstood.

Is that why you dropped outta school?

Teacher didn't get you?

You should be thankful.

One more year,
I'd have broke your scoring record.

Maybe there's something
we can do about that.

Why do you always look extra sexy
right before you're about to leave?

Oh, because I'm mean like that.
I'll be back from New York late Sunday.

Try and stay out of trouble while I'm gone.

Come on, what kind of trouble
could I get in without you?

Hi.

Change of plans.

- That was a joke, sorry.
- It's okay, I deserve it.

Lucas is getting dressed,
but he'll be out in a sec.

Actually, I wanted
to apologize for yesterday.

You were being nice, and I got bitchy
and weird and I'm really sorry.

- Don't worry about it.
- Okay.

Anyway, Brooke's having
her store opening tomorrow,

and I didn't know if
maybe you wanted to go together.

Like, we could go get dinner beforehand
and clean slate, you know?

I'd love to, but I'm about to
hop on a plane to New York.

Actually, Lucas is going.
You two should go together.

He hates going to those things alone.

I couldn't. I'm sorry, I honestly...

I would just feel way too guilty
after how I behaved.

I know. I'm counting on it.

Besides, you'd have to be a
pretty awful person to do what you did

and then hit on my boyfriend
while I'm out of town.

Like you said, clean slate.

You two have fun.

Uh-huh.

Nathan Scott, standing up
and looking good.

- How's it going?
- You know.

Everybody expecting us
to turn this thing around this season.

So the pressure's on.

Well, if anybody can do it,
it's you and Lucas.

True that.

But we ain't miracle workers.

Hey, little bro. You look great.

I feel terrible. Listen,

I just wanted to thank you for being
there for Haley and Jamie when I was...

Don't worry about it.

So, you here to teach these kids
how to win a championship?

I have an idea on where to start.
You could put Quentin back on the team.

- Haley put you up to this.
- She's got a thing for lost causes.

And I watched the kid play.
He's really good.

I'm not saying the kid doesn't have talent.

Look, the fact is,
I don't have time to coach him,

or deal with his crap, or teach
him to play an unselfish game.

- Okay, what if I did?
- You're gonna come to practice?

Every practice,
every day, five days a week.

If that's what it takes.

All right. I'll do it for you, not for him.

- Welcome back, Nate.
- Thanks, man.

All right, three-man weave. Line it up.

Hey, guys. Guys.
That's great, that sounds really good.

Jason, maybe this time,
let's play a little bit slower.

I think it'll make it more
intense, you know?

- Sure thing.
- Cool.

One, two, three, four.

Hey, guys, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- I think that's the same tempo.
- Yeah, it is.

- All right, well, maybe I wasn't clear.
- Look, these are my songs, Peyton.

We play them my way.
Nobody's gonna change that.

Hi, I'm so sorry I'm late.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, baby. Oh, I love you.

I had a mountain of papers to grade.

I just have a couple more errands to run
and then I'll take Jamie out of your hair.

Actually, I saw your to-do list on the fridge
and thought I'd help out.

I picked up the dry cleaning,
Nathan's prescription's on the counter,

and we just baked dairy-free brownies
for Jamie's playdate with Chuck.

- He's lactose intolerant.
- Yes, he is.

I totally spaced about his playdate,
I'm so sorry.

Don't sweat it. That's what I'm here for.
Have a lactose-free afternoon.

- Bye, Mama.
- Bye.

All right, guys.
Let's pick up the pace, please.

- We're shorthanded as it is. Thank you.
Okay.

Well, well. You know, this morning,
I was half expecting you to disown me.

Oh, Brooke. I want what's best for you.
Someday, you'll realize that.

So, what can I do?
I'm offering my help if you want it.

Good God, what is that?

That is my assistant, Millicent.

Tell me again why you have an assistant
who dresses like a Slavic bag lady.

Stop it. She's great.

And what you can do to help me
is do inventory with her.

Hi, Victoria. I'm really excited to be here.

Call the New York office,
I want the latest couture line brought in.

- Absolutely. How many pieces?
- All of them.

- But why...
- Go.

I just don't understand how someone
who can write such soulful songs

can be such a dick, you know?

These are awesome.

Well, at least the band sounds good,
you know?

Yeah, but something's not right,
you know?

I mean, they have magic, but...

Anyway, I know you're super swamped,

but if I can borrow you for, like,
two hours...

Hales, you should do it.

I don't know, I mean, there's...
I've got the housework and Jamie and...

Oh, yeah. But it's too bad

we don't have somebody
to take care of that for us, like,

I don't know, maybe a nanny?

Just go.

Okay.

Cool.

- You wanted to see me?
- Close the door.

Let me guess.

- You want me back, right?
- Take your feet off my desk.

Man, I get it.
Local boy becomes coach,

feels pressure to win big,
needs a star player to make it happen.

Yeah, I guess I could help you out.

Let me tell you how it's gonna go.

I'm coach. You do what I say
and I do not ask you twice.

For instance, there's the matter
of your feet on my desk.

I'm building a team. You play
your part and do as I say or you are gone.

Just so we're clear.

Look, we both know I'm the best
shooting guard in the state,

so why don't we just cut the crap?

I'm not playing no zone defense.

Matter of fact,
I might not play no defense at all.

And offense, I need my minutes.

So I'm a play one-on-one,
and I'm a sit one-on-one.

And that weak-ass point guard?

Find somebody that's gonna
feed me the ball, man.

You do that, you can stand on the sideline,
hold your little clipboard

and watch me work.

And when we win,
I might even let you take the credit.

Oh, you can call me Q, coach.
I like you man,

but that's how it's gonna go.
Just so we're clear.

Yeah, you're right. I mean,
they're definitely raw, but there's...

- There's something there.
- Yeah.

- Do you mind if I... Okay.
- No, be my guest.

Just watch out for Jason. He's...

He's Jason.

You guys sound amazing.
The hook is really great.

I think this might be a little repetitive.

Just kind of over and over.

And if you try and alternate the verses
with something, just even as simple as...

- Yeah, yeah, exactly.
That's great.

But if it's all the same to you,
I think we'll do it my way.

- Well, I'm really liking this.
- Oh, you're talking now?

I thought your lesbian girlfriend
was calling the shots.

- Hey, don't...
- Okay, look, I'm...

I'm sorry, I really didn't mean
to step on you creatively.

- I just have some experience. I thought I...
- Yeah, what? Playing the church organ?

Actually, she's had a major record deal

and a Billboard hit
and a sold-out national tour,

whereas you are the lead singer of a band
that plays for free beer in dive bars.

- So, yes, you could benefit from her.
- Whatever. I'm taking a smoke break.

No, Jason, you have
one hour left in the studio.

So, Mouth,
I saw you coming out of Alice's office.

You did?

Boy, she must've really worked you over.
Hey, man. Hey, don't...

Don't let it get to you, okay?
Alice hates everyone.

Look, we got a good, solid crew here.
But you'd never know it.

Not that way she tears into us.

Yeah, she...
She does like calling the shots.

Yeah, well, she's lucky she's so hot, huh?

You know, I... I just wish someone
would stand up to her someday.

I'm really sorry about Jason.

It's okay. I've worked with
self-centered musicians before.

- Chris Keller ring a bell?
- Only his own.

You know, if you're open to it,
I'd really like to work with them.

Like, produce their record?
Aren't you kind of busy?

Well, yeah, I mean,
a few days ago I was,

but then Carrie came around
and I actually had time to think.

You know what I realized?
I'm... I'm 21 years old.

Nathan and I got married
and had Jamie so young,

it feels like we already lived our lives.

But the truth is, we're just starting out
like everybody else is.

And just because I'm a wife
and a mother and a teacher,

it doesn't mean
I can't achieve some kind of self,

you know, transcendence
by doing something else that I love.

Well, hey, guess what?
Job's yours, so calm down.

Okay, thank you very much.

All right, guys, come and get it.

Now, words cannot express

how much I appreciate you all
being here on a Friday night

doing manual labor,
so I'm just gonna say this.

Do not get food on the clothes.

Millicent will be distributing handy wipes.
Use them. Break's over in 20 minutes.

And I love you all.

It's good to see that success
and fame hasn't changed her.

Oh, it really hasn't.
You should've seen her at cheer camp.

Hey, how's the new band going?

Oh, I thought it was gonna be
all good times and groovy tunes,

and nobody warned me about
obnoxious self-righteous musicians.

Well, look, you've always been
capable of a lot more

than you've given yourself credit for.

So, what do you think?

Truthfully, this afternoon,
I didn't think it could be done.

But somehow you have pulled it off.
You should feel very proud.

- I'm glad you're here for this.
- Me, too.

Hi, Mrs. Davis. I just wanna
tell you I think it's really great

you're supporting Brooke's decision
to stay.

I know it means so much to her.

Course I support my daughter.
But let's be clear.

The only reason that Brooke
returned to this backwater town

was because her loser friend
couldn't cut it in Los Angeles.

That's why I'm here,
to make sure that my daughter

is not completely exploited
by her parasitic so-called friend.

So, you get your little act together
before you ruin her life, too.

Wow, Mia, that's really great.
Did you write it?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

- Jason writes all our songs.
- Oh, has the band ever played it?

Really, it's nothing. It, you know...
Jason writes all our stuff, so...

Four passes before you shoot.
Four passes before you shoot.

Oh! What you gonna do about that?
Yeah, that's right, nothing.

That's for you, player.

- He's all yours.
- Geez. Can I cut him?

The store looks really great, Brooke.

I can't believe your friends
pulled an all-nighter.

I know, they're pretty wonderful.

I bet you have friends
who'd do the same for you.

I don't have a lot of real friends
in New York.

Yeah, well, neither do I.

Now, I have a question.

There's a lot more high-end stuff
in the store than I remember ordering.

- Did we...
- Actually, Victoria had...

Victoria asked you to fix
the window display yesterday.

A little less chitchat,
little more work, yes?

- She's very frumpy. We should fire her.
- Stop.

Hey. If you cannot fix this crappy feed,

then pick up your next check
at the unemployment office.

It's not his fault.

What was that?

It's not his fault's the feed's off.

You know, if you'd let people here
do their jobs right in the first place,

maybe things would run better.

In my office.

Never talk back to me
in front of the crew again.

But that was kind of hot.

Well, if it ain't my biggest fan.

You need to start listening
to your coaches, Quentin.

They need me more
than I need them, man.

The only reason you're back on
that team is because I'm vouching for you.

Look, I don't remember
asking you for no help.

Hey. I get it, okay?

- I used to be just like you, Quentin.
- Okay.

But it's not gonna help you win games.

And more importantly, it's not gonna help
your relationships with other people.

Other people? Who needs other people
when you got this?

Keep thinking like that
and you're gonna blow it.

You listen to me,
I'll get you to the state championship.

Look, man, I gave you respect
'cause you got game. Had game.

But now, you're just an old gimpy-ass
has-been, trying to tell me what to do.

Jason, you can't keep doing this, man.

- Doing what?
- Showing up late.

Studio time costs money
and it's by the hour.

So? It's not my money.

Okay. You're not gonna become a
rock star by having a few decent melodies.

You actually have to have hard work
and dedication.

Whatever.

- All right, you know what? You can go.
- I can go?

Yes. I'm dismissing you from the band.
You are not needed any longer.

You're dismissing me from my own band?

Yes, only it's not your band anymore.
I just kicked you out.

We'll see about that.

You cannot kick him out of the band.
He is the band!

Haley, Brooke put up a lot of money
for this, okay? I quit my job.

I asked you to produce the band,
not break them up!

And without Jason, I have no band!

Just hear me out, because you said that
there was something magical

about their sound and you couldn't
figure out what it was, right?

- It's Mia.
- Who?

Mia, she's the keyboard player.
She's the magic, Peyton.

And I'm telling you, her spark is
getting squashed by this ass of a singer.

I knew we shouldn't have signed
with your crap label.

Peyton, I know how important
this is to you.

I promise you, I am not wrong.

Jason, you're fired.

What the...

I can't believe...

You know what?
You can come with me or stay and suck.

Thanks, dawg. That's what I thought.
Mia, let's go.

Mia, if you stay, you're gonna
make a great record. I'll help you.

Mia, now.

- I think I'm gonna stay.
- You're an idiot.

Don't call me an idiot!

And stop playing the ballads,
those are mine.

You know what?
You just made a big mistake. All of you.

Later, bitches!

Everything's gonna be okay. I promise.

You look amazing.

Okay, I'm sorry, is this weird?
Because it feels really weird.

Okay, look. We had a relationship.

Okay, we can't pretend that we didn't.

But before that,
we were really close friends.

There's no reason
we can't have that again.

- Right?
- Right.

Brooke! How awesome is this?

I know. I think that the whole town
showed up, you guys.

I can't blame them. There hasn't
been a party here since, well, ever.

I can't believe I got in looking like this.

- Oh, don't. Stop.
- Where's Lindsey?

- She's in New York. I came with Peyton.
- Oh.

That is some dress.

I don't know. You don't think it's too sexy?

It's not something a respectable wife
or mother would wear.

You should definitely get it.

The dress is on me.

- No, I can't let you do that.
- I can do anything I want. It's my party.

Think of it as a present for taking
such good care of my godson.

- Sorry I don't have anything for you, Nate.
- Oh, that's a present for me, too.

And these press kits look just pathetic.

But coming from you,
I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

Hey, don't let it get to you.
I have a bitchy boss, too.

On my first day of work,
she told me she hated my face.

- Victoria threw a snakeskin purse at me.
- Mine threw me against the wall.

- Oh, you must hate her.
- Yeah, kind of.

I... I have to go.

Excuse me.

Oh, I know you.

You're one of my daughter's
ill-chosen love interests.

You must be very proud of Brooke.

I mean, I can't believe
all she's accomplished.

Yes, and her taste has greatly improved.
Thank God. If you'll excuse me.

Oh, now, don't take it personally.

- She just...
- Verbally punched you in the goodies?

Yeah, that's how she says hi.

And I thought Brooke was being
dramatic when she talked about her mom.

Nope, all true.

- Hey, P. Sawyer. I need you.
- Okay.

- What's up?
- I have a little something for you.

It's a present to say thanks
for helping me with everything.

Brooke, I...
I love it, but you do not have to do this.

You've already done so much for me.

So how are things with Lucas?

- What do you mean?
- Peyton.

You asked me to be honest with you
about why I'm staying,

and I need you to do the same with me.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Lucas seems really happy right now,
and we like Lindsey,

and it's just not high school anymore.

- Well, it's not about Lucas, okay?
- Okay, good.

'Cause the cute bartender's been eyeing
you all night.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Hey. Man,
I've been looking everywhere for you.

- Your sexy boss lady is here.
- I know, I saw her and her date.

Man, don't feel bad about that.
Cougars go after all kind of prey.

You can't change that. That's like telling
a rainbow not to be colorful.

Yeah, well, I didn't sign up to
be some meaningless plaything.

I'm done with this.

See you.

Mind if I call her?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Ready to go?

Actually, I think I'm gonna stay.

So... Goodnight.

He's not good enough for you.

Hey! Don't do that!

Do what?

"He's not good enough for you"?

I don't want you saying things
like that to me, Lucas.

That's not fair to me.
It's not fair to Lindsey, either.

How does it feel?

You know, before we opened,

I could only think about
the displays and the catering,

and then the crowd came in

and I got to share what I do with
the people I love, and it was amazing.

- Well, here is to a job well done.
- Thank you.

- So, how did the store do?
- Let's find out.

Well.

We sold a couple scarves, some handbags.

No gowns? A suit?

Not even a dress?

Well...

No, I don't think you sold one
high-dollar piece all night.

In fact, if you factor in the party expenses
and all the pieces you gave away,

I believe your store has run
the biggest opening-day deficit

in our company's history.

At least it wasn't a complete disaster.
Where is she? You.

Whatever your name is, pack up the
inventory and ship it to our Houston store.

They're expecting it.

They're expecting it?
You knew this was gonna happen?

Darling, you've never had
a head for business.

That's why I've tried
to protect you from it.

High-end lines don't do well
in sleepy little towns.

Beautiful things die in Tree Hill.
Why do you think we left?

- I don't believe this.
- I know how much this meant to you.

And if you had sold just one couture piece,

I'd consider letting you keep the store.
But you didn't.

Brooke? I'd like to buy this dress.

No, it's too much.

I think it's worth every cent
and I wanna pay for it.

Oh, my goodness.

I believe in you, Brooke.

So, you see, I'm not just buying a dress,
what I'm buying is a whole lot more.

This changes nothing.

Our first real check.
I'm gonna have to frame this.

But if you frame it, you can't cash...

Oh. Oh, good.
'Cause it definitely would've bounced.

Thank you.

Sorry. Hi.

- Hey.
- Sounds great.

You couldn't stay away either, huh?

Honestly, I think I'm gonna throw up.

- What if I'm not worth it?
- You are.

I really believe that.
But you've gotta believe it, too, you know?

Yeah.

Oh, don't worry.
We'll face all of this tomorrow.

- So, where's the song go after that?
- It goes back up to the D.

What if you go up to the E?

- You might get a little diversity.
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, let me try that.

Hey.
- Hi.

When you get a chance,
I'd love to see that dress on you.

- Hey.
- Goodnight, Mama.

Oh, you're going to bed already?
I haven't seen you all day.

Oh, I missed you.

Okay, go upstairs.
I'll be up in a minute, all right, bud?

I just wanna talk with Carrie.

Oh, okay, sure.
All right, buddy, you ready to go to bed?

- All right.
- Night.

- Is everything okay?
- Actually, everything's great.

I'm getting back into music
and Nathan's healing.

Jamie's never been happier.

And most importantly, I'm actually
starting to feel like we're a family again.

I'm glad to hear that.

Well, you had a lot to do with it,

so if I haven't said it a hundred times
already, I just... Thank you.

What are you doing here?

I saw you at
the Clothes Over Bro's opening.

- Who's the guy?
- My gosh, are you jealous?

My private life is my own business.

But, just so you know,
he was completely boring.

I'm here at work, aren't I?

What are you working on?

Trying to find some new
weekend segment reporters.

I think I have some really good candidates.

So let me ask you something.

Your place or mine?

Hi.

Brooke, what's wrong?

- The store is a total failure.
- What are you talking about?

I didn't sell one real piece tonight.

Well, I sold a dress, but it was
a pity purchase and it doesn't count,

and the worst part is that Victoria
saw this all coming.

My mother's right, when I'm left up
to my own devices, I'm a failure.

No, hey, listen to me.

You were never a failure, okay?

I mean, you won
three cheerleading competitions.

And what did Victoria
have to say about that?

Oh, wait, nothing, 'cause she wasn't there.

She also wasn't there when you
won the Miss Junebug title

at the county fair, now was she?

Or when you were elected
student body president.

Brooke, if you're a failure,
what does that make me?

Pretty lame, I guess.

Okay. I don't wanna talk about
my night anymore.

- Tell me about the dishy bartender.
- Oh, I wasn't really feeling it.

Lindsey, hi.

I miss you.

English - SDH