One Tree Hill (2003–2012): Season 6, Episode 1 - Touch Me I'm Going to Scream: Part I - full transcript

Nathan and Haley are doing well getting back into their careers, but even Jamie's motivational magic can't stop daddy's back from hurting. Lucas finally makes up his mind and proposes to Peyton - a Vegas wedding, an idea which requires romantic rectification. Dan has finally made it to the top of the transplant list, only to be hit by a car. It's no accident, but crazy nurse Carrie who planned to torture him and get Jamie 'back'. Brooke's mother vows to turn the tables by making the board reinstate her and fire Brooke, so her baby design line is vital and top-secret. Millicent decides to stay to help, but Broooke learns Mouth must travel to his Omaha job stat or loose it.

Previously on One Tree Hill:

You need to work hard too.
- Whoa!

No comeback?

I'm gonna do this.

- I am your mother.
I know.

You're fired.

I need a heart transplant.

I have six months to live.

My name is Dan Scott.

And my number is one.

If Lindsey's the girl you love, great.
Peyton, great.

If it's Brooke, just please,
stop hiding your heart.

You asked me if I miss you.

Of course I miss you.

I love you, Lucas Scott.
You know that?

While I'm asleep, I have
this dream, and you propose to me.

And every single time I say yes.

Three simple cards,
three beautiful ladies.

It's real simple, son.
All you gotta do is pick one.

All right.

Just follow the heart.

Hey, handsome.

These are for you.

For our one-year anniversary.

Um, Brooke, I'm your husband.
I'm supposed to give you flowers.

I know.

But I wanted to make sure
I'd like them.


Happy anniversary, wife.

Thank you, husband. I love them.

You ever miss Tree Hill?

Of course. I miss our friends.

Yeah, Jamie's getting big.

We never see him.

I know, but you have the book tour
and I have the company and...

I think he understands.

But what about all that travel?
I mean, I'm proud of you and all...

...but it just sucks that
we're apart so much.

I know.

Makes coming home
kind of sexy, though.

Very true.


I do love you, Brooke Davis.

And I love you, Lucas Davis-Scott.

I'm gonna love you more when I see the
exactly-what-I-wanted gift you got me.

You're gonna love that, whatever it is.

Happy anniversary.

Thank you.

Happy anniversary.

Go back out.

Why, is the mailman here again?

He just put on his pants
and jumped out the window.

But he did leave you an anniversary
gift, and I haven't wrapped it yet.

- Hi, babe.
- Hi, wifey.


These are for you.

Oh, they're beautiful. Thank you.

- How was your day?
- It was good.

It is good.

You know, I can't believe
it's been a year.

Time flies when you get
what you wished for.

Is it?

Is it what you wished for, Peyton?

If I say it's more than that, are you
gonna tease me for being a dork?

- Mm-hm.
- Because it is.

I made dinner reservations
for tonight, if you want.

I was thinking
maybe we could just stay in...

...and have a quiet dinner.

Kiss a while.

And there is a chance I could be rocking
some dirty-girl lingerie under these jeans.

I think I need to sit down.


You okay?


You look nice.

Thanks, but I still haven't
gotten ready yet.

Doesn't matter.

How come, after a year of marriage,
you're still so sweet to me?

Because you're you.

And because you deserve it.

You make it all too easy.

I better get ready.

Hey, Linds.

It's easy with us, isn't it?


The easiest.

There he is.

Come on, now, son.

Three queens, three choices.

Just follow the heart.

Come on, Lucas. Just pick one.

You gotta pick one, Luke.

You can do it, Uncle Lucas.

Pick one.

Pick one.

Just pick one.

That's the one.

You sure?

Well, well.

Looks like you found your queen.

Not many do.

How'd you know which one to pick?

Guess I always knew.

Say what, son?

You said you always knew.

Knew what?

I'm sorry. Uh...

Excuse me.

Oh, I got it.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Let me give you a hand here.

Hi, it's me.

Look, I'm at the airport
and I got two tickets to Vegas.

Do you wanna get married tonight?

You folks be careful.

You could get yourself killed out here.

Getting married, huh?

I hope so.

I don't know.

We'll see if she shows up.

She'll show.

I wanna tell you something, son.

It's the most important
thing there is, love.

Finding the right person
to spend your life with.

- I know I made the right choice.
- Yeah.

That's where they get you.
Thinking you got a choice.

Love finds you, son.
You don't find love.

It's got a little bit to do with destiny,
fate, what's written in the stars...

...a lot to do with the simple fact that
most women are smarter than we are.

And wily.

Your sorry butt never had a chance.

But if you wanna believe
that you had a choice in the matter...

...I'd say you made a good one.

Why's that?

Because she showed up.

And she sure is pretty.

You are such a mess. You can't just
call a girl from the airport.

- I know this sounds crazy, but...
- You're a mess, Lucas Scott.

But you're my mess.

And I love you.

I cannot do this right now.

Because I am waiting on another call.

That is none of your business.

As a matter of fact, none of my actual
business is any of your business...

...because I fired you.

No, you were my mother.

I fired you from that job too. Look...

Look, I have to go.
Someone is at the door.

And don't bother calling me back.
Just talk to my lawyer.

I have nothing left to say to you.


Well, I have a few things
to say to you.


I can't understand why you've become
such a hurtful, spiteful snot to me...

...but it is what it is. I can take it.
Our company, however, cannot.

Our company?

I'm sorry, I believe it's my company.

Because you were fired.

And I do not recall inviting you in,
you Botoxed vampiress.

You see, this is
what I'm talking about.

You're such a child,
and a fairly stupid one at that.

It doesn't matter that you fired me.

I'm your legal partner, missy.

It's my company.

I'm the designer.

No, it's our company. Fifty-fifty.

At least, it is for now.

- And what is that supposed to mean?
- Designers come and go.

It's the brand that matters,
and I grow the brand.

And the board knows that,
and they can fire you.

So, what, you're gonna have a magazine
called B. Davis without B. Davis?

Paul Frank doesn't work
for Paul Frank.

- Happens all the time.
- Really?

And what are you gonna sell, Mother?
Magic beans?

Without my designs, you have nothing.
I know it, you know it...

...and as soon as the board sees my
unbelievable new line, they'll know it.

And you'll be the one
who's out on her nip-and-tucked ass.

We'll see about that.

Get out of my house.

I hope this new line is by far
the best work you've ever done.

Or it's goodbye, company...

...hello, community college.

If you can get in.

This is ridiculous,
the way we have to sneak around.

We're making out in a car
like high-school kids.

Yeah, but, personally, you did rock
that cheerleading outfit.

Not the point. But thank you.

Okay. You right.

- We just gonna have to go public.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna say,
"Nate, look, I'm dating your mom.

Sleeping with her,
doing all kind of freaky stuff to her. "

So you wanna tell him or should I?

Sneaking around is kind of hot.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Hi, buddy. What you doing?
- Working on an idea...

...for Clothes Over Bros that's totally
gonna fix Brooke's inventory problems.

Are you okay?

I quit my job.


You know what, it's their loss.

Thank you.

Can I ask you something?

Were you serious about
moving with me to Omaha?


Well, they have that sports job for me,
but I have to be there in three days.

I'll tell Brooke I'm leaving.

- I know it's sudden, Millie.
- It's okay.

She'll understand.

Life's sudden sometimes.

I know it's sudden.

- This is real, isn't it?
- Ha.


Tell me again.

Yes, it's real.

Good. I'm glad.

And if it's not,
I don't ever wanna wake up from this.

Oh, good, you're awake.

I was worried that when I hit you with
that car, that I might've killed you.

But what fun
would that have been, huh?

Oh, Luke. You're such a dork.

We're not even married yet.

I know, but I wanted to practice,
so that when we are...

...I don't look like a dork.
- Well, good luck with that.

Oh, no. There's a mirror on the ceiling.

- Oh...
- It's so romantic.

I told them something nice,
not something... Oh.... Sketchy.

It's Vegas, Luke.

Look at you.


You fly all night
and you still look amazing.

- Oh, God. No, I don't.
- Yeah.

You do.

You tired?

No. I've never felt more awake.

Good. Me neither.

Hey, come here.

I could live off of that.

I missed that.

And I think your ass is gonna look
really great in that mirror.

Let's find out.

Yeah, you're just dreaming now, you
know that? NBA's a pipe dream, son.

- Give it up.
- No, it's not. I'm Nathan Scott.

- Oh!
- Oh! Two points.

- Hey, Mama.
- What?

You should've seen Daddy last night.

He's gonna play in the NBA for sure.

We'll see, huh?

Hey, listen, um,
I was talking to Chester...

...and apparently he hasn't
been fed this morning.

- He always tells on me.
- Mm-hm.

You better get out of here,
you wascally wabbit feeder. Go.

Making progress on the court, huh?

Yeah, last night, for the first time,
I, uh, felt like I was on my way back.

I'm so glad for you, Nathan.

- How you doing in the studio?
- Um...


Last night, for the first time,
I felt like I was on my way back.

- That's my girl.
- Yeah.

"It's not that I don't love
working for you.

We have fun,
you're always in a good mood... "

- My God. I'm so pissed off right now.
- Why, what's wrong?

Oh, Victoria's DNA, apparently.

She is like a

She shows up at my house last night...

- She's here?
- Oh, yeah.

- And informs me
that she's taking my company.

- Can she do that?
- Legally, but it is not gonna happen.

- Where are my designs?
- In the cabinet.

Okay, I want you to lock it.

Change passwords on the computer.
She's not getting near the new line.

And when I show it to the board
that I closed the deal on Baby Brooke...

...her little reign of terror
is gonna be over, my friend.

I'm sorry.
We're gonna fight her, Millie.

Me and you, together,
we're gonna fight her.

- Yeah, um, the thing is...
- Oh.

Not today.

- Hi. Can I help you with something?
- Uh, no, thanks.

I have to be honest with you,
I really don't think that's your best color.

- What?
- The top you just stole from me.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Really?
- What are you doing?


Shoplift much?

Look, I didn't...

I didn't mean to.

You didn't mean to? Okay.

- You're gonna need to come with me.
- Get off me!

Hey! Brooke, are you okay?

It is just not my frigging day.

There it is. Off the glass.

It's pretty. Ow! What you got?
You getting up?


My man.

What's up, boy?

Give me one more. Oh, there it is.

Let me throw J. Scott up there,
one of y'all dunk him.

I got him.

Dunk it!

While the cat's away, huh?

No, they just having some fun.

Why, what's with you?

Well, apparently my mom's dating
some freak she met online.

- Really?
- Yeah, can you believe that?

Why he gotta be a freak, though?
I mean, maybe he's a nice guy.

Right. Nice porn-site man.

Guy's probably got a mustache.

Tell you what, Skills,
my mom's pill addiction was bad...

...but hooking up
with some Internet tool, man...

...this just really takes the cake.

Yeah, but she seem happy, though,
right? You know, satisfied?

Dude, did you just ask me
if my mom was satisfied?

No, you know, I meant, like,
happy like she's into the dude.

Doesn't matter. It's embarrassing.

Tell you one thing,
I'm gonna find out who this is...

...and when I do, it's gonna get ugly.

Hey, baller, come here. Yeah, boy.
Come on, you ready?

All right. Do what I do, all right?

Man, hit the showers.

Yeah, let me get that.

Nate. Come on, man. Let's show them
how it's done old-school.

- Old-school, huh?
- Let's do this.

What's up, what's up?

There it is.

I didn't even have to look at it.
That's my bad.

Welcome to Clothes Over Bros...

Well, well. The Slavic bag lady.

Can I help you?

As a matter of fact, you can.

- I need the sketches for the new line.
- Okay.

I'll just call Brooke.

I'm an equal partner
in this company...

...and as such, have equal
rights to those sketches.

Actually, that's not true.

Or maybe it is,
but, well, the thing is...

...Brooke doesn't want you to see
the line, so I'm afraid I can't help you.

Can't or won't?


You don't like me, do you?

- No.
- Because you feel I've mistreated you.

No. Because you're an evil bitch.

You're gonna pay for that.

I wouldn't recommend that.

I mean, broken leg, broken ribs.

It's gonna be a little hard
for you to speak.

Quite a bit of trauma to your throat.

And if you can't speak... definitely can't scream.

Do you know her?

It's okay. I was hoping you might
recognize her from school.

It's hard to tell from that.

It sucks that you had to
go through that.

It's fine. In the grand scheme of things
I have to deal with, this is nothing.

- Why, what else is going on?
- Do you remember someone... the name of Victoria Davis?

- Ooh, I got chills when you said her name.
- Yeah. It's okay, me too.

I wanted to tell you and Peyton
about it at the same time. Is she here?

I have not seen her.

She didn't come home last night.

I don't know if I should be worried.

Well, apparently not.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. "


"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. "

- Well, at least she's being thorough.
- Oh, it's not from her.


- Lucas. What's up with that?
- No.

Okay, responsible "I have not been
attacked by psycho" text message sent.

Good. Responsible
"I know I've been dark lately...

...but everything's okay"
message sent.

Oh... It's from you. Hmm.

Well. "Peyton, I love you.
Let's go get married.

Lucas. "

Can a text message change your life?

God, I hope so.


I just can't believe you actually
had your very own psycho stalker.

That's weird.

Still here.

Did you think it was a nightmare?

Because it is for you.

You know...

...when I think how Jamie and I would
be together now if it wasn't for you...

Well, it wasn't very nice, what you
said to me in that hotel room.

You said if I ever came back...

...if I ever came near Jamie,
you'd kill me.

Didn't you?

You strangled me and you took Jamie.

And I suppose you thought
that was the last of me.

But it wasn't.

I've been watching you with Jamie.

I've been biding my time.

And now, well... we are.

Mom. Oh, for God's sakes, Mom.

- What?
- What is going on with you?

Is this some kind of grandmother
midlife crisis?

Keep it down. The neighbors will hear.

She's a grandmother.
My mom is a grandmother.

Nathan, stop it. Just...

- Go away.
- I wanna know who he is, Mom.

- Mr. Porno. Give me a name.
- No. Why?

Because I wanna know who's
responsible for you losing your mind.

I'm gonna find out.
And put some clothes on.

Jamie's home. If he sees you topless,
he'll be scarred for life.

I know I am.

Man, that was close.
I told you this was a bad idea.

Shh. Where's my top?
You gotta go, you gotta go.

You gotta go.

I can't go.

What? Why?


Ooh. I got chills when you said that.

She's trying to take the company
from Brooke.

- Can she do that?
- Apparently she can...

...and I told her you were leaving
and she thinks I'm going with you...

...but Brooke needs me right now.
She's been good to me.



I love you and I wanna be with you.

And I will, but...

You stay,
and I'll get us settled in Omaha.

It's the right thing to do.

But it's really gonna hurt.

Funny thing about painkillers.

Such a delicate balance.

Not enough morphine and you'd be in
horrible, agonizing discomfort.


Too much and, well, you'd be dead.

Your head must be spinning right now.

How did Jamie's sweet nanny Carrie
get to be your nurse?

Well, rest assured,
I am a very good caretaker.

When my father got sick,
I had to move in and do everything.

Feed him, bathe him, medicine.

I mean, eventually he died, but still.


...what's it gonna be, dead or agony?

Hmm. Agony.

For now. But pretty soon...


- Oh, hey, baby.

What the heck is this?

I don't know.
Q's teaching him some dance move.

Hi, Mama. Pretty cool, huh?

Yeah, that's pretty cool, man.

Why don't you dance on upstairs
and wash up for dinner, Usher?


Where's Deb?

Last time I saw her,
she was swimming topless.

- What?
- Yeah.


God, what is with you
and naked nannies in the pool?

I'm sorry.

How are things at the studio?
Peyton pulling out of her funk?

Peyton was out all night...

...with Lucas.

Is that right? And what do you
suppose they were doing?


White-trash-Vegas-wedding material?

Wow. Heart-skips-a-beat,
breathtaking material.

You are...

I don't have a ring.

Peyton, I'm sorry, I...


This ring was my mom's.

I know it's selfish, you know,
getting married like this... friends, no family, no ring...
- It's okay.

...but I wanna be selfish with you.

It has been way too long...

...and life just always seems
to get in the way with us.

And I know this is Las Vegas...

...and it's not exactly
how you imagined it...

...but it's gonna be romantic.
I promise.


- This isn't right.
- No.

It's okay, it is.
I just wanna be your wife.

Peyton, I want that too, hon,
I do, but, I mean...

What the hell was I thinking? I mean...

...this is supposed to be
a dream come true.



Hey. I got an idea.

- You trust me?
- Looking like this, whatever you want.

Good. Come on.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Brooke? Hi.


I, uh, just wanted to stop by and...

Are you leaving me, Marvin McFadden?

I guess so.

I, uh, found this while I was packing.

The Boy Toy Auction.

Beginning of a beautiful
friendship right here.

For most of my life,
that was the greatest night of my life.

Most of your life?

Who topped me?

Millicent, night she said she loved me.


I'm glad she's gonna be with you.

Actually, she'll be with you.

- What are you...?
- She told me about Victoria.

Which is my problem
to deal with, not yours.

She can come to Omaha
when things settle down for you.

She wants to help you, Brooke.

When do you go?

Tonight. Um, I have to.

Okay, hug me before I cry.

Goodbye, Scarecrow.

I'm gonna miss you most of all.

You too, Brooke Davis.

- All right.
- Get out of here.

Well, well.

Where do you think you're going?

I love that laugh.

- I missed it.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Me too.

Peyton Sawyer will be Peyton Scott.

- What are you whispering about, wily?


More than everything.


You're fired.

- What?
- You're fired.

Now, go to Omaha.


Let me tell you something about love,
Millicent Huxtable.

It does not knock often,
and when it does, you have to let it in.

You are a wonderful friend...

...and you're smart and beautiful
and it is gonna suck to lose you...

...but there is a boy out there
who loves you...

...and I know that you love him back.

So now you have to get your wacky ass
out of my store.

- But...
- I'm gonna be fine, okay?

If you need anything...

I just need you to be happy.

I hate goodbyes.


- Go.
- Bye.

- Taking one last look, huh?
- Yeah.

I was hoping Luke might be here.

I tried calling him
to say goodbye, but...

I gotta go.

Yeah, and from the looks of things,
he has some stuff to figure out too.

I'll tell him you said goodbye, though.

You know he proud of you, right?
We all are.

Thanks, Skills.

I guess I should finish packing
and get out of here.

Well, you go do your thing...

...Marvin McFadden. My brother.

Hey, Skills.

We grew up here, didn't we?

I'm gonna miss this place.

Turned my son into a goof, Q.

I know your back's been hurting, so I've
been, uh, taking it a little easy on you.

- My back's fine.
- Please. How fine?

This fine.


Okay, open your eyes.

This is the room where...

You proposed to me, four years ago.


You said it should be
like a dream, so...

I have this dream where
we're back in this hotel room...

...and you propose to me.

And every single time, I say yes.

It's just a dream, right?

But it's my dream.


I don't wanna leave you.

What if I said you didn't have to?


- You're coming to Omaha?
- Lf you'll still have me.

All right, you dancing fool,
it's time for bed.

- And you too, Jamie.
- Ha, ha.


Good night, Mama.

Hey, Daddy. When you play in the NBA,
you should play for the Bobcats.

That way, you can come home
a lot more and see me and Mama.

Plus, Q says they need
a shooting guard.

Q, huh?

You and Q. Come here.

It's me.

I've been thinking about our partnership,
and I've come to a decision.

I am this company.
I am the reason it is successful.

Do you understand me?

So if you want a fight, you got it.

I'm disappointed you spoiled
my surprise so soon.

What do you have to say for yourself,
Mr. Murderer?

Eghh. Been planning this
for some time now.

First, I hit you with the borrowed car
and took your wallet.

Wheeled John Doe out of Recovery.

There was so much blood and chaos,
no one took the time to ID you.

Guess it helped that
their beloved mayor...

...has been in prison
for the past four years.

Carefully put you into your own car...

...and now, here we are. Ha-ha.

Most of this stuff was Daddy's
before he died.

The paint and the curtains
was just to mess with your head.


...eventually, I am going to
do the world a favor...

...and kill you.

But first, I'm gonna get Jamie back.

And you're gonna help me,
aren't you, Grandpa Dan?

Yes, you are. Yes. Good boy.

Peyton Sawyer, I...

- I love you...
- Yes.

- You didn't let me ask you...
- Yes, baby, yes.

God, I love you.

This is my store. This is my life.

It's what I wished for.