The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 2, Episode 1 - The Distance - full transcript

Last season on The O.C.:

Theresa's pregnant.

You don't have to leave.
Then come with me.

I'm leaving. Can't let
Theresa do this by herself.

Oh, my God.
It's a palace!

Look, you're getting what you wanted.
I'm moving in with you.

Going somewhere?
Like, say, San Quentin.

Thank you.
Could we convince you to stay?

He's the first real friend I've ever had.
The only real friend I've ever had.

MARISSA: I understand why you have
to do this, but I wish you didn't have to.

SETH: Before he got here,
I was the biggest loser.



This place was hell for me.

I can't even imagine what it's
going to be like here without him.

So, we've knocked down
the retaining wall

to allow
for more flow.

Great, now when do you think
we will have achieved flow?

When do you think we'll be done
tearing your house apart?

Well, my house is torn apart

and construction's
got nothing to do with it.

Ballpark,
Archie, ballpark.

It's September now.
I'd say two weeks.

A month, tops.

Six weeks.

Well, in the meantime...

In the meantime,



could you please try

to convince
the fellas here

to wear something
in a shirt?

My neighbors have started

to refer to my home
as The Man Hole.

Too, uh,
Village People?

Exactly.

I'll talk
to my guys.

Hey, Archie.

Sandy.

Oh, and don't
ever get married,

and if you do,
don't ever have kids.

Well, good news.

Archie thinks the remodel
should be done

anytime between now

and, well, he
didn't say never,

but there was subtext.

I'd love some coffee.

Thank you.

Boy, am I excited
to head in to court for day one

of this riveting
nuisance lawsuit,

where one yacht
owner feels

that this other
yacht owner

is in violation of
the noise ordinance

at Crystal Cove.

Butterscotch duck in El Paso,

lampshade,
truck stop, stethoscope...

I know you're doing that thing

where you think
that I'm ignoring you

so you start
speaking in gibberish

to see if I'm listening.

Aw...

You were listening.

Nope.

I'm distracted by today's paper.

Actually, the date
of today's paper.

He's going to come back.

By the time school starts

or by the time Archie
finishes the remodel?

What do you
want me to do?

Tie him up and stuff him
in the trunk?

At this point? Yes.

I have had enough

of your hippie-parenting,
psycho-babble.

Oh, so that's the problem.

It's not your smothering
overprotectiveness

that kept him from
ever having a friend

till Ryan
came along.

Sometimes the best thing
for a kid is to have some space.

The Pacific Ocean?

That's not enough space?

If you force him to come home,

he's going to want
to run away again.

I don't care what he wants.

I don't care
what he thinks is fair.

He could have died out there.

Okay, so you can blame me.

And he can blame us.

And we can keep passing
the buck all summer long.

Summer is over.

School is starting.

This is where he belongs.

He's going to figure that out.

I'm tired of waiting for that.

Bring him home, Sandy.

Bring him home.

( piano and acoustic guitar
strumming gentle melody )

S02E01
The Distance

* California, here we come *

* Right back where
we started from *

* California... *

SUMMER:
Oh, could it be any hotter?

I feel like
my flesh is melting.

I just hope
it melts evenly.

( sighs )

Damn, girl, break me off
a piece of dat.

He's totally

checking
you out.

So my mom's
trying

to drag me
to the Cardio Bar again.

It's her idea
of mother-daughter bonding.

Cardio Bar, Coop?

Well, she says
it's the new Tae Bo,

so maybe I can learn
to kick her ass.

I don't think you need
to do anymore cardio.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

It's just that, well--

and I mean this in
the least scandalous way--

but you're looking
a little thin.

I eat.

Okay.

Oh, God.

You definitely drink.

What's in this, lighter fluid?

Mm.

This is a Newport Beach
iced tea.

This is 10:00 in the morning.

It's a little early.

For who?

Oh, this bikini
is so uncomfortable.

I need to get
a new one.

You want to go
to South Coast?

Totally.

There's a Paul Frank
sale there Wednesday.

Wednesday? I can't.

I have plans with Zach.

Oh, more plans with Zach, huh?

Yes.

The more time I spend with Zach,

the less time
I have to think about...

God, what's his face?

Built like a beanpole,
curly hair,

runs away like a little bitch
on a sailboat

leaving nothing
but a note for his girlfriend,

who cried and cried over him
until the Fourth of July

when she decided she doesn't cry
over bitches on boats.

Seth.

His name, it's Seth.

I know.

I'm just doing that thing
where I pretend I don't

and I have to use
a lot of descriptive insults

to give voice to my inner pain.

So, yeah,
I can't do it Wednesday.

More plans with Zach.

Well, it's a formality, really.

I refuse to get close to him.

I will never be close
to a boy again.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

That's good.

All right, thanks for the ride.

Oh, don't forget
your lunch.

I, uh, peeled
your orange for you.

Thanks, but, uh,

it's probably not the best way
to fit in with these guys.

Right.

All right, well, I'll, uh...

Yeah, you don't want
the foreman to get angry.

He's always angry.

He's an angry man.

Maybe tonight
we could rent a movie

or play pool or something.

Yeah, pool sounds good.

See ya.

JULIE:
Honey?

I've got to pick up Kaitlin
from junior lifeguards.

Maybe she can save her sister
from drowning in self-pity.

What is that flower truck

doing in our
driveway?

I get the feeling that
it's been there every week.

Because it has.

We get flowers delivered
every week?

Yes, Cal, they're living things,
they die.

Do you hear a clicking
on the phone?

Every time I try to dial out,

I swear, I hear
a clicking.

Okay, Nixon, paranoid much?

What's going on
with you, Cal?

You're either hopped up on blow
or something is seriously wrong.

It's nothing.

It's my blood-thinning
medication.

Sometimes it makes me feel...

Whacko?

Like all summer long?

Oh, I'm taking Kaitlin
to go look at new ponies.

What's wrong with China?

China has alopecia.

I was hoping that the hair
treatments would work, but...

bald as a baby's ass.

It's just not right for a little
girl to love a hairless pony.

Yeah, I suppose that's fair.

Thanks.

Not charging it

on the company
card, are you?

Why?

Because we can't claim Kaitlin's
new pony as a business expense.

It's illegal.

Oh, I know.

I was going to put it
on the black card.

Bye, sweetie.

( phone ringing )

Hello?

Uh, Luke, it's Kirsten.

Hey, Mrs. Cohen, how you doing?

Although I think I can answer
that one for myself.

Yeah.

Is, uh, is he there?

It's for you.

Hello?

Seth, it's Mom.

Mom. Hmm.

Blonde?

Sharp, angular features?
Cute little nose?

Come home.

Did Ryan come back?

Seth Ezekiel.

Okay, using
the dreaded middle name

is not the best way
to forge a bond.

This has gone on long enough.

Ah, not quite yet.

I just signed up

to teach more sailing lessons
through September.

Portland needs me, mother.

So do I.

Here's the thing, though.

I hate it there.

I'm never coming back
to Orange County.

Now, if you and Dad

want to move to,
I don't know,

say, anywhere else
on the planet, then we can talk.

And here I was,
crazy to think

that a simple appeal
from a mother to a son

might get some traction.

Yeah, well, that is crazy.
Bye.

So you're just going
to hang up on...

Gave in and called him, huh?

He used to be such a sweet kid.

He's turning out to be quite
the angry young man.

I had the same talk with him
this afternoon.

Doesn't he know
that we didn't want

Ryan to leave
any more than he did?

Oh, right now, it's...
it's not about what he knows.

It's about
how he feels.

This house just seems so empty.

And yet so full.

Full of

sweaty, shirtless men.

You'd think you'd be in heaven.

( doorbell chimes )

Oh, that's Jimmy.

I said that we were going
to have dinner with him, but...

I'll talk to him.

Jimbo, how
goes it?

It goes fantastic.

You guys still going
to join me and Haley

on the boat for dinner?

No, Kirsten's not
feeling so great.

Seth still won't
come home, huh?

Oh, he'll come
home, you know...

He's got no real
choice.

I'm just trying
to figure out

the best way for him
to realize that.

Well, if you're too tough on him

and you bring him back
kicking and screaming...

No, no, it'll only
make things worse.

The last thing anybody wants

is a bitter, resentful
teenager in the house.

He won't talk to me.

He won't talk
to Kirsten.

Well, maybe there's somebody
else he'll talk to.

Oh, I wanted to make sure
you weren't slacking off.

Trying to punch out
early.

I wish.

How are you?

Uh, pretty good. You?

That was real nice of Kirsten
to send over those baby clothes.

Oh, please,
Kirsten loves to shop,

even for the unborn.

How's the remodel going?

A lot like this--
a disaster.

Well, as long as it keeps
her distracted, right?

Well, it's not really
doing the trick anymore.

Seth wants to stay in Portland?

School is right
around the corner

and everybody is digging
in their heels,

holding their positions.

So you going up there?

Yeah, I've always liked Luke.

He's like a big,
golden retriever.

( laughs )

Actually, he kind of is.

You want to come?

One-two punch...
it might be more effective.

You and me?

Unbeatable
combination.

He was pretty mad at me
last time I saw him.

We haven't talked
since and...

Oh, he's pretty mad
at everybody.

I don't know, Theresa's
got some tests,

I've got work...

Well...

just in case.

And don't worry
if you don't use it.

I got a great fare.

Good luck.

Take care, kid.

Breakfast is ready.

My mom left early
so there's plenty.

Thanks.

What's that?

Nothing, uh...

Sandy needed some help

convincing Seth
to come home.

Is that why he came
by yesterday?

'Cause you said he was
just checking in.

Yeah... nah... I don't know.

I mean,
Seth's still angry.

I guess he blames
his parents.

For you leaving?

Yeah.

I can't imagine
what he thinks about me.

So you gonna go
to Portland?

No, I can't.

You should go if you want to go.

It's for them to figure out...
It's their family.

You're not part of their family?

Not anymore.

I should get to work.

Hey, Cal.

Always a pleasure,
although,

if I may, why we meeting
in a parking garage?

Because my office
might be bugged.

My home, your home...

who knows what
the Feds are up to.

Wow, you've really flipped
your noodle, haven't you?

Hey, I could be wearing a wire.
You never know.

Sure you don't want to frisk me?

I don't have time
for your jokes.

Nor do I.

I've got to be at the OC airport
in half an hour.

I'm heading up to Portland.

To see Seth?

Yeah.
I don't get it.

His best friend leaves

so he runs off with another boy
and his gay dad?

You've got to admit,
it sounds kind of strange.

And this coming from a guy
who is one click away

from wearing a wig
and a fake mustache.

You think my paranoia
is unfounded?

It's entertaining
but completely unfounded.

I haven't heard anything

from any of my friends
at the DA's office.

It doesn't make any sense.

The DA comes to see me at the
beginning of summer,

and tells me the sky is falling

and he hasn't done
a damn thing since.

Well, either they've realized
they've got nothing,

or they're building
one hell of a case.

I got a plane
to catch.

That looks
just like, uh...

Talk to her since your
Fourth of July blowout?

No.

She stopped
taking my calls

so I stopped
making them.

She doesn't understand
it's not about her.

Man, you've got some willpower,
because she has a killer rack.

You guys missed the greatest
water-ski lesson of all time.

This guy must
have been 300 pounds

and he wanted
to drop his ski.

I've never seen anyone
wipe out harder in my life.

He lost everything.

Including
his bathing suit.

Hey, I'm sorry I missed that.

JANE:
Hey, what happened to you last night?

We went to Salty's

and my I.D.
finally worked.

It was so much fun.

Ah, I don't know--
I just wasn't up for it.

Cohen got in a little fight
with his mom.

Thank you.

That was both honest
and emasculating.

Parents turning up the heat?

SETH:
I guess.

It's probably
time to tell them

about the home school plan.

I'm sure that will
go over really well.

We've got to get
back out there.

Just wanted
to share.

All right, dude.

Don't drown.

Oh, hey, if you see any more
naked fat guys,

be sure
and let Luke know, okay?

Dude.
Yes?

You need to close on Jane
before the summer's over.

I live here;
so does she.

There's plenty of time.

Whatever you say.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Dad.
What time's dinner?

Uh, half an hour...
and we have a guest.

Hi... Sandy Cohen.

Oh, hey.
Hey.

New car?

Oh, yeah.
My mom gave it to me.

It's a bribe.

Uh, thank you, you guys,
for coming.

Haley is stuck at work

but we're happy
to keep you company.

Yeah, well, being in the house
by yourself

isn't as wonderful
as I had fantasized.

So have you talked
to Seth...

or Ryan?

I talked to Seth,

if it qualifies
as a conversation.

Sandy saw Ryan last night.

He seems
to be doing well.

Oh, that's good.

Do you guys still talk?

Um, yeah, not really.

We used to... but it just sort
of made everything harder.

See?

A kid doesn't need to be
in Portland to be distant.

So the last I heard,
you were opening a restaurant.

How's that going?

Well, it didn't happen.

It's, it's a long story.

But, hey, there are plenty of
good restaurants in Newport.

I thought you said that all
the restaurants in Newport

were overpriced
and oversauced.

I have this thing about sauces.

Less is more.

( laughter )

So you excited
about school?

It's going to be a little weird.

I've got to meet
all the new kids

and they don't have
a water polo team.

Hey... some would call that
heaven.

The Harbor School just
broke ground on the new gym.

It should be
beautiful.

Are you working
for the tourism board now?

Watch your mouth.

I was trying
to be polite.

You might want to give it a try.

No, thanks.
I'd rather be honest.

You want to be honest?
Yeah.

Let's talk about the spoiled
brat who's had everything.

Whose parents have been
busting their asses

to make sure he's happy
and how does he repay it?

This isn't about you.

Yes, it is.

Because you're killing your mother
and she is killing me.

You can't spend
my entire life telling me

everything that's wrong
with Newport,

and then just expect
I'm going to go back.

You can't do that.

Newport is your home,
like it or not.

When you're 18 and you've
saved up enough money,

you can move far away
from the parents you resent

and the town you loathe.

You let Ryan go; why not me?

We invited Ryan into our home.

You don't get that choice.

Yeah, but you didn't even try
and stop him.

I mean, you didn't
even make an attempt.

Ryan had to do
what he had to do.

Okay, well, so do I.

( phone rings )

Hello?

Hello? Who is this?

Morning.

Morning.

You want some coffee?
Please.

Yeah.
I make it kind of strong.

Uh, anything this side
of motor oil.

I didn't sleep at all.

I'm sorry

about our little family drama
last night.

He's a good kid, Sandy.

He's a smart kid.

He's too smart.

When is it that the kids
get all the power?

Oh, they've always
had the power.

When they're two years old
you're running after them,

trying to make sure
they don't get hurt,

and, well, this is
the teenage version of that.

Carson. Father.

Son.

I'm going to go see
what Luke wants for breakfast.

Hmm.

I believe that was
just a convenient excuse

to leave us for round two.

Oh, there is no round two.

I'm backing
your play.

What?

Is this like
a Jedi mind trick or...

No, I thought about
what you said last night.

I don't know what else to do.

If this is really
where you want to be,

I can't push you
to come back.

So you're letting me stay?

Well, at least I know
you're safe here.

It's better than
dragging you home

so that when the next time
you decide to run away

you might not
leave a note,

you might not call.

Well, thank you.

Thank you.

I, you know, I'm really sorry

to drag you all the way up here.

Well, it was worth it
just to see you.

Yeah, you, too.

So, look, you know

that I left home
when I was your age and, uh...

I, uh, and I want
to say to you

what I wish my parents
had said to me.

Uh-oh.

We love you.

And the door
is always open.

Yeah, I know, I know.

All right.

I've got a sailing lesson
at 10:00, I gotta...

Right.

Thanks.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Yeah. Bye.

( sighs slowly,
tapping on counter )

Hey.

So we should probably
leave in a half hour.

I don't work Saturdays.

No, my doctor's appointment.

Ah, right.

You forgot?

No, no, I, um...

Yeah, I forgot.

Sorry.

What's with the bag?

I was going to go to Portland,

actually.

Before I remembered
your doctor's appointment.

Except you didn't remember.

I've been to every
doctor's appointment.

What are you saying,
I don't care?

No, it's just...

a plane ticket
showing up,

phone calls
in the middle of the night.

What's going on?

Look, I left Newport to make
life easier for everyone.

It seems like all I did was make
everything more complicated.

That's funny,

I thought you left Newport
to be with me.

I did.
All right?

I've just got to make things
right with Seth.

Why?

It's not like you abandoned him.

Actually, it kind of is.

I just...
I just took off.

I didn't really
talk to him about it.

Look, I'm only
going to Portland.

What, are you afraid?
I'm going to lose my construction job?

It's just a checkup, you know?

There'll be a lot of sitting
around reading old TV Guides,

listening
to bad muzak.

My mom loves that stuff.

You sure?

Yeah.

All right.

I've got to run.

Marissa.

Marissa, you're
not even ready.

Take your headphones off.

I said,
take your headphones off.

I was listening to that, Mom.

We were supposed to leave
for Cardio Bar 15 minutes ago.

Oh.

Right.

Sorry.

Fine.

I'm taking this away
and you're grounded.

What are you talking about?

You can't ground me.

I most certainly can,

because I will not spend
another minute living like this.

All summer long
you've ignored me,

acting like I don't even exist.

I wish.

What did you say?

Why do we have to keep
doing this?

Honey, instead of
shutting me out,

just tell me
what's bothering you.

You really want to know
what's bothering me?

Do you?

Do you really want to
know what's on my mind?

Yes.

( screams )

( screaming )

Okay, well, thanks
for the head's up, Otis.

I'm going to talk to Caleb
as soon as I get back into town.

Sandy, cab's here.

All right, thanks.

Oh, I had a feeling
I'd see you here.

What, are you leaving?

I took my shot.

Good luck.

And thanks.

Summer. Hello.

Hey, Mrs. Cohen.

Can I come in?

Sure.

Is everything okay?

I'm here to get over Seth.

Excuse me?

Well, my therapist said

the best thing I can do
to move on in my life

is to divest myself

of all of Seth's
material possessions.

I got to dump off
a bunch of his crap.

Oh, right, got it.

My therapist said that
it's my best chance

of ever again vibrating
at a high frequency.

Vibrating at a high frequency?

Lynn Grabhorn.

Excuse Me,

Your Life Is Waiting.

Human beings have
an electro-chemical currency

running through us, which is
affected by our emotions.

When you're feeling happy
or joyful,

that current or energy

is vibrating
at a higher frequency

than when you're
feeling sad or angry,

at let's say, Seth Cohen.

When you're vibrating
at a higher frequency,

you're more likely
to attract happy people

than when you are vibrating

at a low, sad,
bitter-at-Cohen frequency.

It's the law of attraction
in physics.

You know where to find his room.
Thanks.

Summer?
For the record,

if he wasn't my son,
I'd do the same thing.

I hope we can still be friends.

What do you say, Cohen?
First up, Madden Football.

Dude, when are you going
to give up the sports games?

Why would I do that?

Hey, Dad, is dinner
ready yet?

I got the grill going.

And we've got another guest.

Yeah?
Who is it this time, my mom?

You, I would not have guessed.

What's going on, Chino?

How are you guys?

Uh, you know, good.

I'm sure you're probably here
to do my father's bidding.

But, um, I don't know,

you might as well stay
for a burger, right?

Yeah.

Hey, man.

Hey.

So you learned
how to work a grill.

You've got a step up
on your mom.

Oh, I've learned a lot
this summer, Ryan.

Portland seems nice.
Yeah.

From the airplane, anyway.
Yeah, it's awesome.

Real people, real weather,
cute girls, too.

So you and Summer...?

Mm, not so good, actually.

She'll, uh... she'll probably
never speak to me again.

It's probably best
she moves on, though.

I mean, I don't think
we're going to be

seeing too much of each other,
I live here now.

Listen, man,

I'm sorry if I caused...

Dude, honestly, stop.

You did not make me
leave Newport, okay?

If anything, the truth
of the matter is,

you probably made me stay a year
longer than I should have.

Honestly, like, boarding school,
Portland, whatever,

I was out of there
sooner or later.

I mean, me and the OC are
a truly beatable combination.

Well, it's still
a pretty big deal,

I mean, dropping out of school,
moving up here?

I don't know, it used
to be perfectly normal

for teenagers to
board tramp steamers

and travel the country.

That was The Depression;
they were looking for work.

Hobos are hot again.

So there's no chance
of you going back to Newport?

Are you?

Well, then, you know...

Yeah, but, Seth, I can't.

Neither can I.

Got to admit, Jules,

you've done well
for yourself.

It's everything
you always wanted.

Be careful
what you wish for.

Thanks.

So what's the matter?
What's going on?

Aside from our daughter
being the spawn

of Chuckie and Keith Moon.

( snorts )

She is definitely going
through a hard time right now.

Jimmy, you have no idea the
Level Four meltdown I witnessed.

There was lawn
furniture in the pool.

Sounds like it
constitutes a Level Five.

The sad part is it's
the most honest conversation

we've had yet.

Thank God Kaitlin's
going away to boarding school.

This is no environment
for a child.

Marissa, however, is going
to be seriously screwed up

for the rest of her life,

permanent damage, Jimmy,
unless we do something.

Like what?

Provide her
with some semblance

of a normal
family dynamic.

Maybe Sunday dinners you can
come over here with, uh...

Haley?

Right, right.

You two are still...

Yeah, we're
doing great.

She's fantastic,
sweet, limber.

How about you
and Caleb?

Not so limber.

Ah...

( laughs )

I'll help-- the best I can.

Okay?

Thank you.

And for the record,
I am happy for you.

( chuckles ):
For the record, I don't believe you,

but for Marissa's sake,
I'll, I'll pretend to.

I can't believe you talked
to the DA's office yesterday

and we're just
talking now.

I was trying to bring
your grandson home.

He's staying--

thanks for asking.

He's staying?

Would you like me
to talk to him?

I can be quite persuasive.

You better rest up and stockpile
some of that persuasiveness.

Why?

What did the DA say?

The clouds have gathered, Cal.

It's about to rain down on you.

On all of us.

So put your
storm windows in,

if you know what I mean.

That bad, huh?

Get your house in order.

The Newport Group,
the family. Do it soon.

Come on, Chino.

Try and hurt me. Huh?

Make me feel pain.

Wound me.

Think of all the money
Luke saves on therapy

playing these games.

I think you
should still

consider therapy.

Oh, you're going
to pay for that.

Ryan, telephone.

Good luck.

I'll wait here.

Yeah?

Hello?

Ryan?

Hi. What's wrong?

I went to the doctor's
for the checkup

and they couldn't
find a heartbeat.

I lost the baby, Ryan.

I guess in the first couple
months this can happen.

Okay. Uh...

Okay, I'm coming back.

I'm, uh, I'm getting
on the next flight, and, uh...

No.

What?

I think that maybe

we should see this as a sign.

You know?

I-I think it's a sign.

Ryan, you're not happy with me.

You haven't been happy.

The only reason you've stayed
is because of this baby...

and now there isn't a baby.

You don't want me to come home.

You don't want to come home.

Is this your battleground?
Is this your...?

Hey, everything
all right?

Theresa lost the baby.

( knocking )

Did you tell him?

Did he believe you?

Yeah, I think so.

It's for the best.

For you, and him,
and for the baby.

( sobbing )

What time does
your cab get here?

Any minute.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know.

Get my stuff out of Theresa's

and then I'm homeless again.

Have I sold you
on the wonders of Portland?

We could take
our show on the road.

I can't impose.

Besides, I've got this job.

It pays pretty well, so...

I'll figure something out.

What about you, man?

Uh, you know.

Just keep teaching sailing,
hang with Luke.

His dad's
dating someone new, so.

That should be interesting.

Sounds fun.

Plus, you know,

my parents are kind
of okay with this now,

and so it's good
because I don't have

to feel guilty or, you know.

That's great, man.

Yeah, it's awesome.

It's awesome.

Chino, your cab's here!

All right. Well.

I guess this is it.

Yeah, don't be a stranger.

All right.

See you.

Ah!

All right, so, uh...

I was thinking.
I was thinking, too.

You know, they don't even
have a water polo team here?

And that's just going
to be a problem for me.

We don't have to hug
or anything like that, right?

Nah.

Okay, come on in.

I kind of like eating
amongst the furniture.

It's... it's cozy.

Hmm, so we leave for
like three months,

you tear
the whole place apart?

You're back?

( happy shriek )

How's that
two-for-one special

on brooding young men?

Are you coming back, too?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

It's a long story, but I figured

this is where I belong, so.

Yeah.

Uh, what he said.

Good. Because nobody
leaves this family twice.

Welcome home.

Thanks.

Hey.

What's going on?

Nothing.

All right.

So... Good to be back?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

You?

Eh.

My room felt...
so much smaller to me.

I don't know, or perhaps...

I've grown quite a bit
in the last few months.

Summer had been there, though.

She, uh, dumped everything and
anything that reminded her of me.

So that should be
really fun, come Monday.

Yeah, Monday's going to suck.

You need anything?

Want me to, um...

fire up the grill,
because, Ryan--

I can do that.

No, I'm good. I'm good.

Tired, but good.

Well, then...

Hey! Wait, wait.

How'd you make it
all the way to Portland

from Newport
in that little catamaran?

Mmm.

Well, Ryan.

Sit down my son.

It was a long and
torturous journey

and I'm not gonna...
not gonna sugarcoat

any of the details for you.

Please don't.

Because we're friends.

( sighs )

First...

I sailed to Catalina.

Mmm.

Then I sailed
to Santa Barbara.

In Santa Barbara,
I ran out of snacks.

Freaked out a little bit,
pawned my boat for cash,

took a Greyhound
to Portland.

You took a bus?

Yeah, but don't
say it like that.

It was a local. Okay?

Have you ever been
on one of those?

Not for the
faint of heart.

I can't believe after all that
you took a bus.

Yeah, I think
we're definitely

going to have to come up
with a better story

for school, though.
That'd be good.

No, no, no, I like
the bus idea.

Okay, but what
about maybe, um...

Boat sank, saved by whales.
It's very Whale Rider.

What else you got?

I-I took the boat,
the boat sank.

Saved by a mermaid.

Splash.

The boat sank, stranded

on a desert island,
uh... volleyball.

We both know
that's Castaway.

Tom Hanks.

Uh, okay, you'll
really like this one.

Um... I get hired by
the British Royal Navy

to-to-to sail
with them and, um,

I have a master, and
he's also my commander.

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