Switched at Birth (2011–2017): Season 3, Episode 6 - The Scream - full transcript

Aren't you supposed to
give your hand a rest?

- What did the doctor say?
- That the tendons were cut

partially in two fingers.

I'm gonna be in this lobster claw

until they can tell how it's healing.

We're taking the
wait-and-see approach.

And yes, I'm supposed to be giving it rest.

I've been banged up enough in football

to know you gotta let
your body do its thing.

Oh, on the plus side, I
got a kick-ass extension

on all my homework.



Leave it alone.

Don't make me put you in a doggy lampshade.

Uh, my parents don't know about the party.

They think I cut my hand
on a glass of ice water,

not a beer bottle. And my dad's
walking over here right now.

- Hi, dad.
- Hey, sweetie. You must be Tank.

Sorry I missed meeting you
at the hospital. John Kennish.

Yes, sir, I know. The Royals
haven't been the same since you left.

Well, I appreciate that.

I wanted to thank you
for taking care of Bay,

thinking quickly and
getting her to the hospital.

Oh, I mean, I just did what anybody would.

Uh, no, he was amazing.

So, how's your season going?



We've won more than we
lost, so I guess that's good.

I tried asking Bay what position you play,

but... it's Bay.

Hey.

- Left scorer dude.
- Defensive end.

Yeah. That.

Outstanding. Well, we've
got to come to a game.

- Watch you go quarterback hunting.
- That would be awesome.

All right, I'm outta here.

- Good to meet you, Tank.
- You too, sir.

Wow, your dad's really cool.

If you two want some alone time,

I can totally make myself scarce.

Who'd have thought Bay would
go out with a guy named Tank

and that I'd be okay with it?

I don't think they're dating.

Really?

Why not? He seems great.

Parents don't get to
decide who their kids date.

You of all people should
be grateful for that.

I don't know what you're
talking about. Your mom loved me.

We absolutely have to use this crystal.

Oh, hello, Senator.

- Hi.
- Renzo wants to throw a cocktail party here

to celebrate my book deal.
It'll just be the family.

I think that's a great idea.

Yeah, well, he wants it to be fancy.

I bet you clean up real good.

I was thinking maybe we could
do book-themed cocktails.

You know, "Tequila Mockingbird,"

"Lime and Punishment"

or my personal favorite,
"Last of the Mojitos."

Sounds like fun.

Really? You're not just saying that?

Sweetie, I think that it's a great
idea that you're writing again.

What exactly is it that you're writing?

It's a novel,

umm, inspired by our early life together,

back when you were playing baseball.

Wow. Sounds like a best-seller to me.

Too bad the title "The
Natural" is already taken.

I think you left out a few details.

I just can't blurt out

that I'm writing an erotic novel

based on the sex lives
of his fellow teammates.

I gotta warm him up to that idea.

So, what's his real name?

Miles.

Oh. Yeah, I'd stick with "Tank" too.

I don't know.

Miles is...

I'm so sorry.

I don't know how you do this
one-handed signing thing.

I feel like I'm in a horror movie

where the hand comes to life.

It's fine. I can read your lips.

- Thank you.
- So I guess you're not ripping

the band-aid off with Tank.

I don't know.

He's so different from
any guy I've ever dated.

Maybe that's what makes him perfect.

Tank's a really good guy
and... let's face it...

the last few guys I've fallen for

have thrown my heart underneath a bus,

dragged it for a few blocks

and then backed over it.

Yeah, you deserve better.

Yeah. All I want right now

is a sweet, uncomplicated guy.

Me too.

Here's to sweet, uncomplicated guys.

There is a club for everything.

Anime club, robotics club,

wine and cheese club.

Ukulele club.

- You play the ukulele?
- No, but that's what I love about this place.

I get to try a little bit of everything.

Maybe I am a great ukulele player

- and I never knew it.
- That could be true.

I mean, I never thought
I'd be dating a frat guy,

but who knows? Maybe I'm
queen of the keg stand.

What fraternity is Tank in again?

- Omega Psi!
- Oh, I really like them. They're sweet.

One of them invited me to
that luau they're having.

Oh no, don't worry. Travis
is totally cool with it.

Me and the guy are just going as friends,

and now you and I can hang
out together. It's a bonus.

- What?
- Tank hasn't invited me.

Oh, I'm sure he will. He probably
just hasn't gotten around to it.

He's had plenty of
opportunities to bring it up.

Probably didn't want to ask you

when blood was shooting out of your hand.

Or he didn't want to ask the girl

who had just given him the "I
see you as a friend" speech.

So there's this restaurant,

and they have this thing... it's
called a twice-friend onion ring tower.

Wanna check it out?

I have to tell you something.

Hey, man.

So, I got tickets for
the theater on Lancaster.

That's the one with the
closed-caption glasses, right?

Yup!

Cool. Oh, and there's a bunch
of restaurants around there

so we can probably get dinner after.

Sounds good.

Dr. J.'s still waiting on those x-rays.

Yeah, they got misfiled by radiology.

I've been looking all over for them.

Well, you're not gonna find
them in the movie listings.

What crawled up his butt?

Sorry, didn't get that one.

Is it me or does he seem really pissed off?

Maybe it's 'cause he
broke up with Gretchen.

Oh. That sucks.

- Yeah.
- Especially with his 21st birthday coming up.

- Oh no.
- Yeah, I saw it on the office calendar.

Poor guy. I hope he doesn't spend it alone.

Oh! I can't decide

what to wear to Kathryn's party tomorrow.

What are you wearing?

Whatever makes me invisible.

When Kathryn was away...

I saw John kissing Jennice.

Toby's mother-in-law?

I don't wanna get in the middle of it.

- Good idea.
- But if I don't tell Kathryn,

I feel like I'm being disloyal to her.

Trust me. Pretend you never saw anything.

It isn't any of our business,

and you don't know what you saw.

Yeah, actually, I do.

And now I have to go to this party,

and see her so happy and act
like I don't know anything?

I really don't wanna go.
Maybe I can get out of it.

Maybe... maybe I can tell
her I don't feel well.

That's gonna look bad, plus, the
party might be more fun than you think.

Hey, so I think we should do
something for Campbell's birthday.

Snow Creek's not that far
away and they have snow tubing.

What? Is that super lame?

No. It's just probably not
a good idea with his injury.

Oh, no standing required.

You just sit down in the inner tube

and slide down the Mountain.

Campbell didn't just hurt his spinal cord.

He had a severe T.B.I.

Tibia?

Traumatic brain injury.

The impact really did some damage.

His brain is still healing.

Another crash can make it 10 times worse.

Oh, that's awful.

Yeah, so we should find a less
dangerous way to celebrate.

How about cupcakes in the break room?

It's his 21st birthday. We gotta come up

with something better than that.

Like what?

A surprise party?

Yeah, Campbell hasn't really made a
lot of friends since moving back here,

so I feel like it's sort of up to me...

- ... to throw him a party.
- Oh, I love surprise parties.

I know, me too.

I even tracked down a bunch
of his snowboarding buddies

on Facebook and got them
all to road trip out here.

Oh, that's so sweet of you.

Campbell's gonna love that.

But it's the same night as your book party.

Oh. Well, maybe you can bring him by after.

It's his 21st birthday.

Oh, I get it. All right.

Well, have fun at your party,

but just remember: you're
not the one turning 21.

No.

- Understood.
- Wait.

At some point, we're gonna want to meet

this guy that you are seeing.

Oh. I'm dating Jorge, not Campbell.

Jorge? Who's Jorge?

- Hey.
- Hi.

Do you have any advice on
how to accessorize this thing?

Like, do I try to cover it

or just embrace the whole
robo-crustacean of it all?

Put on it that says what happened

that way you don't have to answer
the same question over and over again.

If that's the worst I have
to deal with, I'll be happy.

Give it time. Your hand'll get better.

- Yours didn't.
- Well, that's different.

That's after 20 years of repetitive motion.

It will heal and you'll go
back to making art in no time.

Hello. These are for your mom.

Oh great. This is my other mom, Regina.

- Regina, this is Tank.
- Hi.

- Uh, right, the switched thing.
- Yeah.

I should've brought
another bouquet of flowers.

Oh, don't be silly.

No. Do you have a vase?
I can split these up.

Really, it's fine,

but thank you.

This is Kathryn's night.

Come on, you can go give these to her.

It was nice meeting you.

He's so sweet.

So I have the most fabulous idea

for the key art of your book jacket.

It's a baseball with the
stitches pulling apart,

opening like a zipper

with just a hint of man underneath.

- You hate it.
- No, it's not that.

It's just I talked to Lydia today...

and she wants me to use
my real name on the book.

Now you really have to tell John the truth.

- I'm going to.
- You'd better hurry.

Lydia says they're so excited
that they want to fast track this.

- You talked to her?
- I was nosy.

Get to it. You don't want John to
find out about this in a press release.

Yo, mom!

Hey, mom, we're here!

Oh, hi, honey.

Whoa! Someone's been shopping

in a whole different part of town.

- You like?
- You look great, mom.

Hey! Oh, hi.

Hey.

Wow. Last time I saw you,

we were battling a
particle-board bookshelf.

Just hope it's still standing.

Yeah.

Congratulations.

Thank you so much.

You remember Regina, right?

- Nice to see you again.
- Yeah, you too.

Jennice, drink?

- I'd love one, yeah.
- Great, be right back.

- Thanks, honey.
- Yeah.

Toby insisted that I come,

and I thought it would be
more suspicious if I didn't.

You couldn't think of some excuse?

John, we're gonna be
seeing each other at things.

I just want it to be normal.

And I wanted to say how sorry I am

about what happened the other night.

It was a mistake and it was all my fault.

You know what? It's fine.

It was nothing. Let's just pretend
like it never happened, okay?

This is just another normal evening.

Mom? What's wrong?

Oh, I've been poisoned! Oh!

Welcome to the murder mystery party.

♪ Welcome to Coddington manor. ♪

The year is 1922,

and on this dark and stormy night,

you are all guests of
the late Lady Coddington.

You are all suspects

in her untimely demise.

Now if you'll refer to your dossiers,

you'll find details
about your new identities.

- Did you know about this?
- No.

Otherwise I wouldn't have cast myself

as Fanny the French maid.

I'm Mabel Flitwit, ditzy heiress.

Well, pleased to meet you, sweetheart.

Lefty Diamond, import-export.

Throughout the evening you will
look for clues around the house

and probe each other with questions.

Now you can be evasive or misdirect,

but you cannot lie as
you attempt to conceal

the scandalous secrets you are all hiding.

Do I look like a silent movie star?

Uh, more than I look like a constable.

Tennis anyone?

Look around.

One of you is a cold-blooded murderer.

And it's your job to unmask this killer

before you become the next victim!

Hey, do you feel like getting some food

that wasn't nuked in the microwave?

Nah, I'm okay.

Come on, ever since you mentioned
that place with the onion ring tower,

I've been jonesing for some fried food.

I feel like we have an
obligation to check it out.

- Aren't you dating Jorge?
- Yes.

Well, then why are you asking me out?

I just meant as friends.

You asked me to dinner on my birthday.

It sounds like a date to me.

- No no, it's not like that.
- What is it?

I'm taking you to your surprise party.

What surprise party?

The one I'm throwing for you.

You weren't doing anything
for your 21st birthday

and I wasn't about to
let you spend it alone.

Who's gonna be there?

Well, it was supposed to be a surprise,

a bunch of your buddies from Colorado...

Chris, Geezer and some dude named Crowbar.

They're coming here?

That's right.

I haven't seen those
guys since the hospital.

And you put this together?

Yeah.

Come on.

So, Lefty,

the poisoned wine that
Lady Coddington drank,

it was a gift from you.

I'm thinking you made her
an offer and she refused.

What are you getting at, doll?

Well, I drank from the same wine bottle

as Lady Coddington before...

which is insane by the way,

because in round two we're gonna
find out I'm secretly pregnant.

I read ahead.

... So why am I not dead too?

How about we ask Fanny
the maid, sweetheart?

Whoa, are you accusing my
mom of being the killer?

How do I know you're not the killer?

Oh, 'cause I'd tell you
if I was, so we could do

an awesome Bonnie and Clyde kind of thing.

Oh. How sweet...

And not at all disturbing.

This is awesome. I'm having a total blast.

Yeah. We should do
something just as awesome.

- On Saturday night.
- Yeah, Saturday is bad for me.

- Oh? What you doing?
- Stupid pledge thing.

But we should do something
Friday or Sunday or both.

Sure.

Surprise!

He's legal.

Crowbar, man. And Chris.

- What's up?
- Now I know this is

your first ever drink of alcohol,

but I'm still gonna have to see some I.D.

My wallet's in my back pocket,

and while you're back
there, you can kiss my ass.

All right, tell the truth, man.

Were you really surprised?

Totally. Dude, I can't
believe you guys are here.

Really appreciate you
tracking us down for this.

Oh, I'm just glad you could all make it.

Gretchen, hey.

Happy Birthday.

Dash Gundson, what are you looking for?

At today's tennis lesson,

I overheard Lady Coddington say

say she was changing her will.

Maybe there's someone she
wanted to cut out of it.

Yes, someone who wasn't
too happy about that.

I figured this is where she would keep it.

Outstanding notion.

You check the drawers,
I'll check the bookcase.

Aha!

What have we here?

Is that the will?

No. No, it's not.

Your death scene was spectacular, but...

You should've seen my Lady MacBeth.

They still talk about it in San Juan.

I'm sure. Here's the thing:

You walking around like this
kind of kills the illusion.

Well, I had an idea.

What if we found out that I didn't die?

That I faked my own death
to unmask the murderer?

But if you faked your death,
there would be no murder.

Oh, you're right.

Well, what if it was a voodoo powder

that gave the appearance of death?

Okay, let's talk about that.
Why don't you just be...

You were the one who served
Lady Coddington the wine.

No, I did not.

The only wine I served was to that siren

of the silver screen, Ms. Bellini.

Maybe she served Ms. Coddington.

Now if you excuse me, I
have to go polish the silver.

Not so fast, Fanny.

What motive would Lulu Bellini
have to poison Lady Coddington?

Let's just say that that
silent movie star was

not so silent when I found her
in bed with Lord Coddington.

- Oh mom!
- It's on the card, honey.

Come on, Lefty.

Bonjour, Admiral.

- Are enjoying the party?
- Actually, no.

I was looking for Lady Coddington's will,

and I found your book proposal instead.

I was gonna talk to you about that.

Kathryn, are you out of your mind?

We are talking about intimate
details of our friends' lives.

I'm not using real names.

You're using our name!

The rest people can figure out!

It's a work of fiction.

Really? 'Cause a lot of what I was reading

sounded very familiar.

So they speculate.

As long as they buy the book.

Is that all you care
about? Haven't we suffered

enough public embarrassment
with the whole Daphne thing?

And now we're gonna throw this
gasoline on the fire as well?

And by the way, wouldn't it have been nice

if you had asked me if
I was okay with this?

So now I need your permission?

Our kids are gonna read this Kathryn.

What the hell are they gonna think?

Hopefully they'll be happy
that their mother is making

a successful career for herself.

Is this honestly the only
thing you can write about?

I tried.

I pitched parenting memoirs,

cookbooks, "40 in your 40s"...

they were all rejected.

Do you have any idea
how depressing that is?

And now some people are very excited

about an idea of mine.

Great.

I hope it's worth it.

Ah. Constable, I've been looking for you.

- Actually...
- You have racked up

an awful lot of gambling debts,

debts Lady Coddington agreed to pay.

Actually, I wanted to talk to you...

About your relationship

with the Admiral.

I think you mean Lord Coddington.

No, I mean the Admiral.

God! Am I banging him too?

I must've missed it.

I really get around, don't I?

I'm talking about John.

I saw you two in the living room

when Kathryn was in New York.

Regina, I don't know what
you think you saw, but...

I don't know who started it,

but as the single person in the equation,

you need to be the one to back off.

Oh hey, Gretchen.

I hope you don't mind
me crashing your party.

Chris said that I should come along,

and we all go way back, so...

Oh, not... not at all. It's fine.

Besides, it's not my party, anyway.

- It's Campbell's.
- Well, it's nice of you to put this together,

getting all of our friends here,

especially since you've only
known Campbell a little while.

Well, it's a big birthday,

so I'm just glad everyone could be here.

No, you're... you're sweet.

I can see what he sees in you.

No clues in here.

I wonder what we're gonna do.

I know.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I mean, this... you know, you and me...

- is awesome. It just...
- I know.

I... I told you I wasn't interested

and now I'm attacking you.

No. No no, I love the attacking thing.

Good, because I'm interested.

That works for me.

- Wanna go back to kissing?
- Yeah.

Wow. We get better with practice.

Yeah. I've kinda been waiting
to do this for a long time.

Then why haven't you invited
me to the fraternity party?

The wha... what?

The luau. I mean, were you
planning on inviting me?

It's gonna be lame.

- You really wouldn't enjoy it.
- You wanna take somebody else.

No. No no no, it's nothing like that.

Then what is it?

How do you even know
about that stupid luau?

My friend Mary Beth got asked
by somebody in your frat.

I thought it'd be fun
if we all went together.

No no, you two should do
something else that night.

Why?

Umm...

Okay, you are acting really weird.

Why don't you want us to go to that party?

I can't say, okay?

Tank.

- It's a dogfight.
- A what?

It's a contest between
a bunch of the brothers

to see who can bring the...

the ugliest date.

Make a wish.

Yeah!

Let's dissect this bad boy.

Hey, you made it!

Wow, this is really something.

- Who are those people?
- Oh, they're his buddies from Colorado.

They drove 10 hours to be here.

Wow. You really went all out.

Ah, this is nothing.

Wait till you see what
I do for your birthday.

_

I'm guessing you did a search
on how to impress deaf chicks.

No. I started taking a
few lessons last week.

_

I'm pretty sure that
means a yes on the drink.

- Yes.
- I'll be back.

- Happy Birthday, buddy!
- We got something for ya.

- Thanks. What the hell is it?
- Happy Birthday!

- Check it out!
- It's an adaptive snowboard.

We all chipped in, had
this bad boy made for you.

Gotta get you back on
the slopes carving again.

- How the hell do you ride it?
- Well, the wheels are for stability,

- keeps you from tipping over.
- Shouldn't take you too long to get used to it.

Just lean to the turns,
ice and gravity do the rest.

Guys, this is awesome.

I can't wait to try it.

You don't have to wait too long

we got a van that's gassed up
and pointed toward the rockies.

Leave tonight and we can be there by dawn.

Oh, we're so going.

That's right, we are.

Oh yeah.

We can't let him get on that thing.

I don't think you can stop him.

This is the happiest I've
seen him since his accident.

No, I don't think you understand.
If he has another impact,

- his brain could...
- Oh no, I understand everything.

I was there for the crash. I was with
him for every step of his recovery.

The one thing that's gotten
him through all of this

is the hope that he'll get back out there.

Now you wanna take that away from him?

It's just too big of a risk.

Clearly, you don't know him very well.

John knows about my book proposal.

- Did you tell him?
- No, he found it.

He thinks I'm humiliating
myself and my family.

Honey, you're not humiliating anybody.

I gave up so much for his career.

I'm not gonna give this up.

He'll come around, and if he doesn't...

you could always murder him.

If you pardon me, I have to go hide this...

- The bar.
- That's my little cold-blooded killer.

Ooh la la!

- That's disgusting
- I agree with you,

and I would never be a part of it.

But you're gonna stand by

and let your brothers
humiliate my friend Mary Beth...

who, for the record, is very pretty...

just because she's not a size zero.

The girls aren't supposed to find out.

Oh. That makes it okay?

No. Of course not.

Look, believe me, I think it's sick.

You'd better pray that
Mary Beth doesn't let

her brother's army buddies
find out about this,

because they will order an
air strike on your frat house.

Hey, you can't tell her.

Tell her not to go, but make up a reason.

Oh, I'm telling her the truth.

- You can't.
- Why not?

'Cause I'm not supposed to say anything.

If the brothers find out I told you,

- I'm gonna be blackballed.
- Well, not if you quit first.

I can't do that!

Look, my dad was an Omega Psi...

and most of the football
team, and most of my friends

Look, it's not all the brothers, okay?

There are good guys there too.

Just the ones who are too
afraid to take a stand.

- No, it's not that simple.
- It is for me,

because I'm not gonna be with
someone who's in that fraternity.

Aren't you supposed to be dead,

Lady Coddington?

I am Ezmerelda, her twin sister.

O... oh.

- Regina knows.
- What?!

Apparently she saw us the other night.

- You mean the...
- Yes.

Did you tell her it was a mistake?

She didn't really give me a chance.

I... this is unbelievable!

- Do you think she'll tell Kathryn?
- I don't know!

What if Toby and Nikki find out?

I don't... ugh. Look,

go back to the party, I'll find Regina,

and I will convince
her not to tell Kathryn.

Okay? Just... go.

You can't go with those guys.

Yeah. I can.

Your brain is still vulnerable.

Dr. J. would never sign off on this.

Good thing I'm not
asking for his permission.

Come one, man. I know doc told
you about second-impact syndrome.

Even a slight hit, your brain
could swell up and that could be it.

I'm not going on a half-pipe.

Look at this thing. It's a glorified sled.

You could end up a vegetable, okay?

Is that what you want?
One fall and your whole...

I could fall getting into my car.

I could fall in the shower.

Should I just not do any of those things?

That is not the same thing and you know it.

If I can't do what I love...

I might as well be a vegetable.

Why is it all or nothing with you?

It's my decision and it doesn't affect you.

It does affect me! I care about you!

Look, I just don't want
to see you get hurt, okay?

I appreciate what you're trying to do...

but...

I'm going.

Campbell! Come on!

I'm sorry.

What a bunch of d-bags.

Should I not have told you? I thought
that it'd be better to know and...

I'm glad you did.

Are all guys like this?

So obsessed with looks and...

secretly cruel?

Of course not.

I don't think so.

Certainly not your smoking hot boyfriend.

You're right.

My smoking hot boyfriend is not like that.

We just need to find
a guy like him for you.

Yeah.

You know what?

You should've seen the guy
who asked me to that thing.

He was totally hot...

if you're into beer guts and unibrows.

If he really wanted to win that contest,

he should bring himself as his date.

Oh.

I know all about your tennis lessons

with Mabel Flitwit.

Yes, Mabel is making
quite a bit of progress.

I hear we'll see the
results in nine months.

You are the father of
her child, are you not?

Are we seriously playing
the incest card here?

Renzo, I'm sorry.

I have to cut the evening short, okay?

Uh, everybody!

Everybody come in here now!

Uh...

I poisoned Lady Coddington.

- But we've just started.
- So that's it?

Aren't we supposed to guess that?

Sweetie, we've got some
more clues to do here.

Well, the mystery's solved,
so we can all go home...

Or... we... we're home,
so let's just go to bed.

'Cause I'm really tired and...

Thank you for having me, Kathryn, and...

Just go, Jennice. Get out!

Mom, what are you doing?

Does someone wanna tell
me what's going on here?

I kissed your father.

We're not connecting, John.

We haven't been in a long
time, and please don't tell me

- I'm the only one seeing that.
- Fine, okay, we've been through

a lot lately, okay? All
couples go through this.

No, I'm not gonna let
you chalk this up to that!

Kathryn, the kiss didn't mean anything.

Well, that makes it all better!

Oh, come on. It was a mistake, all right?

We were drinking, you were out of town.

Oh, so now it's all my fault?!

No! I am just trying to explain.

- Are you attracted to her?
- No, I'm not attracted to her.

I'm attracted to you.
Let me ask you something.

All the years that we've been together,
you've never thought about another man?

Of course I have, but I never acted on it.

And if I did, it wouldn't be
with someone in our family!

Okay, it was a stupid, drunken kiss.

It's not just about the
kiss! I want you out of here!

Would you calm down please?

Do not tell me to calm down.

I don't even want to look at you right now.

Fine. What, you... you're kicking me out?

You're damn right I am.

You know, there's a reason that
I'm not returning any of your texts.

Just give me a minute.

- Fine.
- I made an anonymous call

to the I.F.C. about the party.

- The what?
- The inter-fraternity council.

The brothers denied it, but bottom
line is they cancelled the party.

It's not happening. Over.

"Anonymous"?

Meaning you're still in the fraternity.

- Bay, come on.
- Come on what?

I'm not gonna de-pledge.

I'm not gonna give up on the
fraternity because of one bad thing...

And I'm kinda hoping you'll
feel the same way about me.

I'm not perfect, okay?

I probably drink too much,

I can't remember the last book I read

and... I suck at apologies.

But I'm loyal.

And if you'll let me,

I'll be the best boyfriend in the world.

And I know what you went through

with your last two boyfriends,
and I would never cheat on you

or hurt you like they did.

Tank, wait.

Don't you wanna know how the
murder mystery turned out?

My mom was the killer.

I read her card.

You cheater.

Told you she did it.

Yeah, you did.

Hmm.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- Yeah, baby!

You decided not to go.

Have you ever been stuck

in a van with snowboarders for eight hours?

Not pretty.

I... I'm gonna go say goodbye to everyone.

Okay.

I'll see you, all right?

Hey, is everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, it's fine.

You don't seem fine.

I don't know.

It's not much fun
watching you pay attention

to some other guy all night.

I mean, what's your deal?

Are you into him?

I do have feelings for Campbell,

but I have them for you too.

What am I supposed to do with that?

I don't know.

Well, let me know when you do.

You gotta be kidding me.

State Senator John Kennish

checks into a hotel? Alone?

People start to talk.