The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 1, Episode 17 - The Rivals - full transcript

I know you.
Oliver Trask.

Previously on The O.C.

If you wanna be alone with my girlfriend,
let me now. So, I can stay home.

Everybody who knows me
for more than five minutes

hates my guts.

I'm so stupid!
Take it easy.

So in theory, Julie Cooper could
eventually become your stepmother.

Don't even say it.

Like you said.
I can start over, have a new life.

I never wanted to be a
financial planner or a thief.

I think Jimmy Cooper and I
might've business together.



Oh, you are drunk.

You guys are, like,
brother and sister.

You guys could
totally be related.

What's wrong?
I just took a lot of pills.

We're leaving right
now-- see you soon.

RYAN:
What if he didn't kill himself?

What are you
talking about?

He wouldn't let us
hospitalize him..

I can't just leave
him alone tonight.

Go home, and I'll see you
in the morning.

Well, accused the guy
of faking a suicide attempt.

No, I didn't.
I didn't believe him.

Oh, okay.
Hard to believe

such blind compassion
upset Marissa.



You should go work
for UNICEF.

I don't trust him.
Something about Oliver's... off.

Yeah, he tried
to kill himself...

or he faked it, man. Either
way, it's pretty off.

Every day, it seems
like Marissa and I

are fighting about this guy;
I don't even know why.

Well, Ryan, I'm no girl,
although I did spend summers

at Camp Tuckahoe
being called such...

but maybe you're jealousy
is getting in the way.

Yeah, except I'm not jealous.

I mean, jealous?
Why-why would I be jealous?

Because Oliver is insanely
wealthy and well traveled.

He's a Dapper Don.
And I'm not.

But on the other hand,

he's also clinically depressed
and chemically dependent

so, you know, it all comes out
in the wash, really.

You want my advice?
I'd just embrace the friend.

Try to make
peace with him.

Maybe you're right.

Or, I don't know, you could
enjoy arguing with Marissa.

The sparks are flying,
her yin to your yang.

That could be a
nice relationship...

I'd imagine.
Why, you and Anna don't fight?

Raw yang, Ryan. What
would we fight about?

We like same likes
and same interests.

We never argue. It's ridiculous.

Yeah, it sounds terrible.
Hey.

We're sharing the same brain.

Not me and Marissa,
that's for sure.

Am I dating the female me,
but as a girl?

I... I don't know. I don't want
to... That's disgusting.

True.

Uh, I got to go.
Hello, Marissa.

Go what?
Got to go embrace the friend.

Hi.

Hey.

How are you?
I'm okay.

How's Oliver?

You really want to know?
Yeah, yeah, I do.

He feels bad. He doesn't
understand why he took the pills

and you and I got into a fight.

I don't get it, either.

Right, I know...

and I know I've been a little
weird about everything,

but... he's your friend...

so he's my friend.

I-I know I'm not saying
I might not get weird

about it again,
but... I want to try.

You wanna be with him, you want
me to, it's okay.

It's, it's better
than okay

it's, it's, it's, uh... great.

Great?
Yeah, well...

great's probably
pushing it a little,

but, uh... definitely good.

Thanks.

Ryan, Marissa.

Uh, want you to meet our new
transfer student.

Says you're old friends.

(piano and acoustic guitar
strumming gentle melody)

S01E17
The Rivals

* California, here we come

* Right back where
we started from *

* California

* California...

* Cal...

* California...

* California...

* Here we come.

Oh, hey, so,
I was thinking,

maybe after school, we could
play a bit of Jenga, yeah?

No.

Or we could go
get some comics.

We haven't done
that in a while.

Okay, we could go to South Coast
Plaza and quietly mock people.

Or... why don't we try
and do something different,

like-- check it out--
I got some ideas.

Muscle car racing...
What?

Hmm? Or, or, or we could learn
Israeli self-defense.

The call it "Krav Maga."
Seth...

Krav Maga.
Come on.

What?
We can go to IMAX theater

and see the movie
on migrating birds.

IMAX, Anna?
We're cooler than that.

We're a little bit past that.

Shall we take Luke's Seadoo
for a spin, huh?

I'm looking
into different water sports.

I'll support that.

Good, and if not,
we can argue about it.

No, I think it's good.

It's important
that we change things up.

Don't want to get bored.
Good,

cause I think that it's
important for not always do

the same stuff, or, you know,
dress the same or whatever.

Damn it.
Wow.

You take Israeli self defense;
I'll take muscle cars.

You got yourself a
deal there.

Partner.

Hey.
Hey.

Oliver, what's up, man,
you visiting Harbor?

Actually, Oliver goes here now.

Never too late for start.

What a surprise.

So, you didn't tell anyone?

Well, I didn't think
you really meant it.

Of course. I have more friends
here than my last school.

ANNA:
Anyways, I'm going to go wash up.

It's tuna melt Monday,
and we love tuna melts.

Yes, we do. I was actually
looking forward, though,

to sampling some of the
other items on the menu.

Oh, good, that's...
that's good, that's great.

Bye-bye.

MARISSA:
So, I was thinking of taking Oliver

to the bookstore, we both have
free periods now.

Marissa and I have,
the exact same schedule.

What are the odds?
Crazy.

Have fun.

Okay, come on.

Later on.

There it is, man:
tuna melts.

Tuna melts, Ryan. What am I
gonna have to give up next?

Oliver goes .
Did you notice that?

I was trying to talk about
myself, I did notice.

You don't find that completely
and totally...

Embrace the friend. Okay.

Please, I'm sure

there's a perfectly good
explanation.

Seth.

Come on.

I gotta go.

SANDY:
And my 12:00?

Right, the 16-year-old
with his third DUI.

What do I have at 6:00?

Ah, the travel agent
who falsely advertised

the Bahamian beach house.
What a day, thanks, Cory.

Four years Berkeley law,
15 years as public defender

So, I could become Judge Judy.

I like her.
She's tough but fair.

I watch a lot
of daytime TV.

What's the deal?
What's going on?

Tomorrow, we're going to lunch.

You couldn't have told me that
on the phone?

At the Lighthouse.

The Lighthouse is closed
forever.

I got 'em
to open it again

we could take a look
and want to buy it.

Are you serious?
I sure am. Thank me later.

We were five martinis deep.
We were joking.

There was singing involved.

And remember, you alienated
several waitresses.

Well, that one liked me.

You were drunk.
That's my point.

We cannot open a restaurant.
That's crazy.

Why? Why is that
so crazy?

Because we don't know anything
about running a restaurant.

Aw, come on, man, you managed
the Lighthouse for two years.

Two summers, I was stoned
and drunk in college.

It was the '80s.

You might wanna keep that from
the investors.

Restaurants fail.

Not all of 'em.

I don't have the capital.

I'm working on that.

Look, it's, it's, it's
not a good time for me.

Well, that's
exactly my point.

Look, if you don't
find something soon,

the next stop for
you is Phoenix.

The way I see it,
you got nothing to lose,

we both have everything
to gain, come on.

Am I going to
see you tomorrow?

(scoffs)

I'm sorry.
I-I can't do lunch today.

But what about tomorrow?

It's a little
hectic right now.

The Fred Seagal sale
is happening.

I was thinking maybe
a little Nobu, a road trip.

That's even less
likely than lunch.

Movie?
No.

Coffee?

Julie,

I really appreciate your desire
to be such good friends,

but the thing
about good friends

is that when they want
something, they just ask.

The interior design job.

I know it's available.
I want it.

Uh-huh.

I-I thought you wanted me

to water your plants
or baby-sit Caitlin.

Right, because you don't
take me seriously

as a working woman,
as a designer.

You're not really experienced...
qualified.

Before I had Marissa, I was
doing lots of design work.

You had Marissa
when you were 18.

I know your usual
model home designer

fell out the
last minute.

I know you have no one.

Caleb. Pillow talk.

He thought the
idea was inspired.

Well, it's definitely
thinking outside the box.

He told me he's staying out of
it, it's up to you.

Look, one house, one shot,
if I screw up,

you can fire me yourself--
it's a win-win.

(laughing)

ANNA (giggling):
Stop it!

What's so funny?

It's Danny.

He's, like,
the funniest guy ever.

Yeah? Hey, man, I'm Seth.

Good to meet you.
Ah...

I see your yellowtail's
not as fresh as mine.

Dare you taste my albacore?

(laughing)

He's, like, straight
out of a Bruce Lee movie.

Yeah.

Hey... who took the jelly
out of your donut?

Somebody call CSI. We got
ourselves a cold one here, huh?

C... CSI!

Hey, tag that toe!

CSI...

Alright, well,
somebody call ER.

I think Luke's
going to bust a gut.

I don't get it.

Hey, looks like
we both got tuna.

Mine's just...

raw and missing cheese.

Uh, time for class.
ANNA: Okay.

I'm going to go
to the bathroom.

Hey, don't fall in.

(laughing)

Hey.

Is this seat available?

Uh, sure, yeah.

Wow. Whoo.

I'm so behind already.

I know the feeling.

Does junior year
ever get easier?

Thought you were a senior.

Not a good one.

And Harbor being
as competitive as it is,

not all my credits
transferred.

But you still... wanted
to come here?

Wasn't up to me.
My parents insisted.

They put the paperwork in
a while ago.

Why transfer at all?

Little over a semester
from graduating.

Just wasn't working for me
at Pacific.

Because?

Because...
there was an... incident.

What kind of incident?

Look, I've made some mistakes
in my life.

I don't think that's
a surprise... or a secret,

but if... if you could
just give me a chance,

Ryan, just... let me in
like I know people let you in,

I could finally start over.

That's really all I want.

MARISSA:
Hey, guys.

Hi.
Hey.

Oh, so, Ryan, I thought

we could go
to Oliver's after school.

Order in some room service?

Yeah, you want to come?

I was helping him
with his French.

French?

Didn't you live in Paris
for a couple years?

A year... when I was 13.

you need Marissa help you?

Well, sweet-talking my way
into a club

isn't the same
as conjugating the infinitive.

Right. You guys go ahead.

I told Seth I'd
meet him back home.

You sure you don't
want to come?

Yeah, I trust you.

You should.

I don't trust him.

Trust who?

Summer's new
boyfriend or whatever.

Something just sort of
seems off about him.

Off how?

I don't know.
He's just not funny.

You know what
I'm talking about, right?

He's big, but big isn't
necessarily funny.

It's cheap.

He said there
was an incident.

Big funny guy dude?

No, Oliver.
Oh, dude, please.

forget Oliver for five seconds
and talk about me?

What's the reason he left
Pacific? What if he's violent?

Gee, new guy shows up--
violent, angry,

prone to punching
people that's weird.

He needs Marissa's help in
French? He lived in France.

You're right. call the cops cause Oliver
lost his grasp on the subjunctive.

Fajitas are served.

Ooh.

Nothing adds up,
and if I try to tell Marissa...

Uh-uh.

Uh, maybe there's
somebody I could talk to.

Try to figure out what happened.

Or you can break into the file
room and steal his bio

Or you can be a grownup,

forget about it,
and move on, okay?

Like I am.
To the fajitas.

MAN:
Hey, can I help you?

Hey, man.

I forgot a book in my locker.

Alright, it's open.
Make it quick.

GUARD:
Hey, what are you doing?

I don't think
I need to explain

what a serious offense
this is.

We understand.
believe me when I tell you,

Ryan will be
punished.

I'm afraid
it won't end there.

This matter
will be presented

to the Disciplinary Committee.

Suspension, even expulsion
are not out of the question.

Of course,
the school must do

what's appropriate,
I beg you to understand

this is very
uncharacteristic of Ryan.

Indeed!
Mr. Atwood and Harbor

seem like a remarkably good fit.

Which leads me to wonder,
why would you do this?

I ju...

I don't trust this kid.

Oliver, he seems suspicious.

And suddenly,
he's going here now...

I assure you,
Oliver went through

the screening
as any other student.

He has a history
of instability.

I was concerned...for Marissa.

Has he ever made
any threats to her?

Anything to warrant
your suspicion?

No, but he's been spending
a lot of time with her.

And, um, there's this
letter in his file...

A confidential letter.

...that says they found him
in the men's bathroom

at Pacific having
cut his wrists

over a girl.

She filed a
restraining order.

That's why he left.
Is this true?

Two years ago. Since then,
he's been institutionalized.

And everyone involved in his
rehabilitation believed

his best chance was a change
in his environment.

And the school was receptive
to him, despite his history?

Harbor is known
to make exceptions

for students
with troubled backgrounds,

but who show
extraordinary promise.

I'm sorry.
We are, too.

We will see you at 3:00 p.m.
for detention,

which you will attend every day

until the committee reaches
its verdict.

Alright, well,
thank you, Dr. Kim.

Thank you.

Seth. Hey!
Hey.

I have a surprise for you.
Really?

Two tickets to see Bright Eyes.

We've never seen them before,
so I thought it'd be different.

Bright eyes? Really?

(loud giggling)

Summer, look,
right there.

Where?
Oh!

Hey.
Oh, hey, you guys.

Hey, Summer.
Hi, Danny.

Hey. Oh, Seth,
you got a little...

little nasty there.

Eh, okay.

No, seriously, you
got... you got a...

tuna stain or something.

I'll be sure
and, get it washed.

Seriously, all kidding aside,
you've got something there,

and I think you're going
to want to clean it up.

Seth, you... you do
have something there.

What?
Whoop!

(laughs)

(mock laughter)

You got me.

Guys, isn't he, like,
the funniest guy ever?

He's great.

Hey, you want to come over
later? I TiVo'd Leno.

Sure.

(laughing)

Oh, God,
he watches Leno.

That explains everything.
Explains what?

Why that Danny guy
is so not funny.

He's funny.
No, he's not funny. Okay?

He's big.
Big is not funny.

Whatever. Seth--
Friday night, Bright Eyes.

Anyone can be big. That's my
point. Right? Being obvious--

there's no
accomplishment in that.

Huh.
What?

You're jealous.
Of Danny's comedy?

No, sweetie, I'm not.
No, of Danny.

If you weren't,
you'd be happy for Summer.

You'd embrace the friend.

I love this place. All it needs
is a little nip and a tuck.

But are we the right doctors
for the job?

Hands of a surgeon. Come on,
Coop. Get excited, get involved.

We'll blow this wall out,
we'll make it all one room.

Big leather booths
and keep it dark.

Just like it was
for Bogey and Bacall.

Uh-oh, you're serious
about this, aren't you?

Yeah! N-Now what do you got?

Well, they used to have
great live music here.

I like it. What, cabaret?
Actually, jazz.

Well, jazz works.
That's good.

How about a raw bar?

As long as it feels timeless.
Yeah, it will.

Gary Cooper was a big oyster man
and a big drinker.

Okay, okay,
so no foo-foo drinks. No.

No umbrellas,
no fruit wedges.

Nothing Gary
wouldn't approve of.

Only one kind of martini.

Thank you.
And only the finest scotch.

We're going to have
to have meatloaf on the menu.

My mother makes the greatest
meatloaf, I can get the recipe.

No, my mother makes
the greatest meatloaf,

and I have the recipe.

Oh.

There can be two meatloafs
on the menu.

We'll make restaurant history.

Hello, Lighthouse.

Your ship has come in.

Okay, now, you know where
you're going for the slate, yes?

Uh, Brenda Anton
has the seagrass mats,

and Betsy Von Toff is
going to do the flowers.

Hydrangeas only, people.

Okay, we have 72 hours
to make this open house.

I want a full progress report
and PO's by the end of the day.

Let's get it done. Go.

Ooh, hey, sorry
about your office, Kiki.

I needed a base camp
for Operation Model Home.

Okay, Julie, maybe a little bit,
you've lost your mind.

This is a disaster.

Kirsten, if you stopped open
heart surgery halfway through,

it'd look like murder.

You have 72 hours.

I gave you a list
of the usual vendors.

See, there's that word, "usual."
What I'm doing is... special.

It's inspired.

You're never going
to get this done in time.

Oh, there's a good attitude.
Thanks for putting that out.

All you need for this open house
is a few accent rugs, a couch,

maybe a potted plant,
we're selling a space.

Well, I'm selling a lifestyle.

Kirsten, the Newport group
should be an aspirational brand.

Aspirational?
Is that even a word?

Look, I know
it seems ambitious,

and it'll be expensive,
but sometimes...

you gotta spend money
to make money.

Hey, are you hungry?
I'm starved.

(no audio)

(indistinct conversation)

(school bell rings)

SANDY:
Why did you do it?

If they vote to expel you,
there's nothing we can do.

You'll have taken this
opportunity and tanked it, why?

Are you jealous of
this Oliver kid?

No, no, I'm not jealous.

Look, you guys may not believe
me. No one does...

The first time I met the kid,
he was in jail.

You said he has a medical
history, right. He's trouble.

Now you're the one
who might be expelled.

If only you'd come to us.
Wanted to deal with it myself.

Well done.

We worked hard... you worked
hard to get into that school?

You can't help Marissa.
You can't even help yourself.

Okay, I screwed up yet again.

So now what?

You're going to kick me out?

You think you can mess up so bad
we'll just give up on you?

No. You're part
of this family now,

and you're going to feel
the full weight of that.

You're going to wish
we threw you out.

Hey, man.

Um... I couldn't help
but overhear.

Yeah, well, actually,
I was eavesdropping.

They're pretty pissed, huh?
Yeah, well, I deserved it.

Yeah?

Well, good,
so this is over then, though?

I mean, lesson learned
and all that?

Today I saw Oliver
give Marissa a letter,

which she put in her locker.

(unzipping bag)

And, um, seeing Oliver do this

inspired you to write
a letter of your own?

So this is Oliver's letter...
that Marissa asked you to mail?

I took it from her locker.
Dude, what is wrong with you?

You haven't read it, have you?
No. Not yet, not ever.

You can't read it, okay?
Put it back.

He's a sick kid.
He could hurt her.

Oliver has not done anything to
Marissa except be her friend.

Okay, stop it. You're
in enough trouble already.

And honestly, you're starting
to freak me out a little bit.

Just... will you promise me
that you will put it back?

Will you promise me that
you will put it back?

Yeah.

Put it back.
I will.

Put it back.

* You come into your room

* You come into your room

* Could you come
into your room *

(knocking)

Come in.

Hey, Ryan.

Okay, I know everything you
said, but I need to talk to you.

You read it?
It's worse than I imagined.

No, please don't.

He says he can't live
without her--

I don't want to hear.
That's like The Ring.

Anyone who reads
is going to die.

It's also a federal offense.

Okay, I'm being serious.
So am I, okay?

That is Marissa's letter, you
stole from her locker and read.

If she finds out,
you guys are done.

Okay, I get that,
but Oliver...

Oliver might be crazy.
You might be right, but...

Right now you're giving him
a run for his money.

(knock at door)

MARISSA:
Hey, Seth, is Ryan in there?

Yeah, hey.

Hey.
What are you guys doing?

Ryan was waxing my back.
Give us a second. It stinks.

Yeah, sure.

I wanted to know
if maybe after school

you wanted to take
that cooking lesson with Oliver.

Uh, I can't.

I'm helping Kirsten move
furniture in the new model home.

(sniffling)

Julie?

(sighing)

It's a disaster.

What was all that
about open heart surgery?

I lost the patient.

What happened?
It's what didn't happen.

No slate, no bubbling fountains,
no sea grass.

(sobbing):
Hydrangeas are out of season.

I've 48 hours until the open
house, and we have nothing.

We can fix this.
No, we can't.

Way to put that
into the universe, Julie.

I'll call my vendors.
It may not be anything special.

May not be aspirational...

God, I don't give a rat's ass.

If Caleb sees the house empty...
He won't.

But you got to be ready to work.
Get your hands dirty.

Manicure's not till Friday.

Hi. Can I have
an orange peel smoothie

with a splash
of pineapple, please?

I'll have the same.
Mm-mm.

Except with some
strawberry and banana.

(raucous laughter)

(raspy squawking)

Oh, my God!

(Summer laughing)

Mr. Palmer totally looks
like a pterodactyl!

Oh, God,
he does impersonations?

Seth...

Why you all up in my Kool-Aid
not even knowin' the flava?

(laughing)
(weak chuckle)

Hey, Summer, you know
who wants a smoothie?

Who?
Mr. Tickle!

SUMMER:
Oh, my God!

No! No!

Uh, Danny, hey, man, what are
you doing after school?

Do you want to come over and
hang out at my house?

I've TiVo'd some Leno.
Seann William Scott's on.

Oh, Leno! Seann
William Scott!

Nice! Double
the comedy!

Oh, I'm sorry,
I didn't see...

(doorbell ringing rapidly)

(knocking)

Hey, man.
Hey.

I thought you
were in court.

No, it's a settlement
conference.

I never go to court anymore.
Order up martinis and meatloaf.

We got ourselves
a restaurant.

Well, I thought you'd be
a little more excited.

Well... what did you do?
I put a down payment.

Tomorrow we go sign the title.

I haven't had a chance
to come up with my share.

No, I covered it.

We can work out a get-even
scheme once we're afloat.

So, what, I'd work for you?
Oh, Jimmy, come on.

Man, you are one click away
from manning the mechanical bull

at the new cowboy bar.

I want to pull my own weight.

You've already done
enough for me.

I'm not doing
it for you.

This could mean
freedom for us.

You could stay
at a job you like

and it'll give me a break
from my rich clients

and the office politics,
we could work for ourselves.

I-I-I don't know, Sandy.

I I think I need
a little more time.

How much more time do you need?
It's too fast and soon.

Okay, great, I got an idea.
Let's wait until we're dead.

I got to go settle.

(door opens and shuts)

That is so cool...

that you know
Marissa's combo.

That shows a lot
of trust, you know?

Yeah, well, for emergencies.
Oh, yeah?

What's the emergency?
You ran out of erasers?

No more ink left
in your pen?

No, it's a book I forgot.

(chuckles softly)

Just kidding around, man.

Yo-ho.

The last class of the day is so
tough to get through.

Feel you on that one.
What's up?

Marissa and I were talking
about a camping trip--

like Santa Monica Mountains--
bring the whole gang?

Sure, yeah.
It sounds awesome, man.

Alright, I'll let her know
that you are in.

Oh... long
bathroom break.

Should go. See you.

I do not like
that kid at all.

Yeah, don't you think
that, uh...?

He's here for Marissa.
Hell, yeah.

You got to let that guy know,
"back off."

I'll do it for you if you want.
Ah, I'll keep that in mind.

Well, give me the word, and I
will drop the Great Gatsby.

Did your mama teach you
how to play this game?

You didn't think I'd
pack the heat, did you?

Oh, you think you can get me
here? Home court advantage.

Well, guess what?
Who's got the secret codes?

Danny does!

Guess what, buddy?
You are punk'd.

There's a camera there, a camera
there, and a camera right there.

Who's your daddy?

Hey, kid, the settlement
happened sooner than I thought.

Hey, oh, good. This is my
friend, uh, uh, Danny.

Hey, how are you? I'm Sandy.

Why don't you take a shower?

Pardon me?
Uh, kidding. I like you dirty.

Sandy? Dirty?
Sandy? Dirty?

Whoa, that kid
is not funny.

Thank you, I know.

He makes Ryan look funny.

He makes Marissa
look funny.

Gentiles. I love your mother
more than words,

but not funny.

Get yourself
some funnier friends.

There you are.

Oh, thanks, man.
Sure.

Oh, I'm so parched.

Oh, dude, did you see my
impression of Mr. Parker?

Yes, pterodactyl--
I've seen it, it's good.

(chuckling):
Yeah.

Hey, listen, man, can
I ask you a favor?

Sure.
When you're around Summer--

This is weird, but could you,

could you try
and be a little less funny?

Man, all I ever hear from her
is how funny Seth Cohen is,

how he's the funniest guy
she's ever met.

And man, I like
her so much, and I'm just,

I'm killing myself
to hang in there.

She said that about me--

that she thinks I'm
the funniest guy ever?

Yes, you and some dude
named Captain Oates.

Who the hell is
Captain Oates?

Well, chin up, Danny,
because you know what?

I think you're funny.

I just think, and if you
don't mind me saying so,

you could go a little, uh,
uh, bigger with your comedy.

I think you're sort of small,
a little under the radar.

Yeah?
Yeah. Big's hilarious.

Big.
Yeah.

Alright man, thanks.
I'll give that a shot.

Give it a shot.
Give it a shot!

Thanks for making time
for me after school.

I know how busy you are.
Of course.

What's going on?
Why don't you have a seat?

So, I know
this is a little outside

my job description
as dean.

I felt I had a responsibility

to have an honest conversation
with you.

What is it?

I need to talk to you about
one of our transfer students

with whom I know
you have a relationship,

and who I'm worried
might not be so stable.

I appreciate it, Dr. Kim,

but I'm well aware
of Oliver's issues.

It's not Oliver
I want to talk about.

MAN: Detention's over, gentlemen.
See you tomorrow.

I thought
you were helping Kirsten.

I got detention.
I see that.

What for?

I failed this chemistry quiz.
Slacking off on some homework.

That's a lie.
What are you talking about?

I heard about what happened--
your break-in.

I did it to protect you.
What? What're you talking about?

I don't trust him.

And he has a history of girls
he's obsessed with.

He is not obsessed with me.

You know, ever since he showed
up, you never trusted him.

And okay, that's who you are,
but you have to trust me.

The kid has serious issues.
Who doesn't?

He's in love with you.
We're just friends.

Yeah.

And what's this?

Where did you get this?

You stole it from my locker?

I've been looking
everywhere for this.

So, you know what this is,
what this says?

I can't believe you.

I can't believe you stole it. You read it.
I'm sorry.

How can you say
he's not in love with you?

Because he didn't write it to
me. He wrote it to Natalie.

He wants to get back
together with her,

and he just wanted me
to read it first.

Look, I'm sorry.
I can't do this anymore.

Because now...
I don't trust you.

KIRSTEN:
Morning.

(quietly):
Morning.

You okay?

Well, I'm supposed
to sign the title

on the Lighthouse today.

I can't believe you're
buying a restaurant.

Funny, that's what Jimmy said
just before he backed out.

He did?

I know the whole idea
seems crazy,

but I thought
that was part of the appeal.

What'll you do?

I'm going to see
if I can buy a little time

and not lose the place.

Well, you can always
hire Julie as a partner.

I think she'll be available.

I have to show my father
the model home this morning,

and we had no time
to pull it together.

I believe he'll be
underwhelmed.

Well, the Coopers sure
keep things unpredictable, huh?

No, I predicted
that Julie would be fired.

Top of the morning to you, son.

Did you talk to
Ryan last night?

Uh, no, he just came home
and went straight to bed.

Hey. Do you want
something to eat?

You missed dinner--
you must be hungry.

I'm okay. Thanks.

What time's Marissa picking you
up, because I'm going early.

Marissa's not picking me up.

He hasn't called yet.

I know.

Is it bad that he
hasn't called yet?

It doesn't mean anything.

Hello.
Hi, Cal.

Hey, Dad.

Well, I just got back
from the new development.

Look, it was short notice,
and Julie did the best

she could, considering.

You're preaching
to the converted.

I loved it.

Decor was simple, classic--
just the way I like it.

It allows the architecture
and the views

to sell themselves.
You're happy?

You're happy?
Pleased as punch.

Our Julie here hit one out
of the park on her first swing.

Well, what can I say.
It's... it's my true passion.

Well, now your
passion's your job.

Kiki, you can stop looking
for a new decorator.

We've found our girl.
We have?

We have?

You two are such close friends
makes the decision easier.

It'll be fun, you two working
together, side by side.

Have you lost your mind, Kiki?
That thing is unsightly.

Well, who could've
predicted this?

Hey, Summer.

Hey, Cohen.
How are you?

Okay.
Yeah?

It's just Danny.

I mean, he was like
really funny, right?

And now, all of a sudden,
he's gotten, like... big.

DANNY:
Hey, Seth! Check it out!

(whooping)

Now that's funny.
Yeah.

Well, that's
the end of him.

I guess I really will end up
bitter and alone.

Hey, I'm sorry.

And I thought he was
a good one. Hmm.

But I guess people can be
really unpredictable.

You know?

ANNA:
Hey.

Hey.

Nice scarf.
You, too.

(laughs)

So, it's Croque Monsieur
Thursday.

Yes, it is.

But I was thinking
of having fish sticks.

I was going to have
peanut butter and jelly.

Great. I'm going to go
wash up, and we'll go eat?

Okay.
Alright.

Bye.

(sighs)

Well, I'm gonna go.

Yeah. Well, I have to go
ice big funny guy, so...

Well, if you're ever feeling,
you know, too bitter or lonely,

I TiVo'd some Daily Shows.

Hmm. I know Jon Stewart's
no Leno, but...

Thanks.

* There's still a little bit
of you laced *

* With my doubt

* It's still a little hard
to say *

* What's going on

* Stones taught me to fly

* Love, it taught me to lie

* Life, it taught me to die

* So it's not hard to fall

* When you float
like a cannon **

My dad died
and left me this place.

I never thought
I'd have to sell it.

It was such a magical spot...
when I was a kid.

Don't sell it. Give me a little
more time to find a partner.

Sandy, I got two other offers
on the table. I can't wait.

I understand.

I'm not too late, am I?

Who's this?

That's my partner.
I found him.

Listen, that whole
conversation we just had

about not wanting
to buy the place, forget it.

Look, uh, you know,
this could fail.

I mean, you know,
I could fail again.

I pretty much only have
a legacy of failure.

I could be responsible
for ruining this place,

ruining our friendship.

Jimmy, just sign it.

(sighs)

Okay.

* So much for the city

* Tell me that you'll
dance to the end **

So I heard what happened
between you and Marissa.

Yeah.

Uh... I'm sorry.

It's okay.
No, it's not.

I was wrong about you.

Well, I mean,
did you think I came here

because of Marissa?

What, because I'm
in love with her?

Yeah, I know, I...

It was crazy.

Mm.

Here's the deal, Ryan,
and it's nothing personal.

But Marissa and I,
we just connect.

She understands me, gets me.

And, hey, I don't know if
there's one person on the planet

you're supposed to be with,

but when she and I are together,
it sure feels that way.

And I'm... I'm sorry,
but you and Marissa?

Come on, man.
You're from different worlds.

You stay away from her.
You can't fight fate, man.

I mean, I didn't even
have to lift a finger

and look what
happened to you guys.

Because you're not
supposed to be together.

And I'm not saying you
didn't serve your purpose,

but if it wasn't for you, she
would've never gone to therapy.

She never would have met me.

I am not going
to let this happen.

At this point, who's
going to believe you?

Walk away.

You have a chance to really
make something of yourself.

Don't blow it over some chick
you're not going to care about.

Okay?

I really am sorry.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Back off!

Back off!

(crowd clamoring)

Stay away from her!
Stay away from her!

by paulonline