The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 2, Episode 10 - The Accomplice - full transcript

Previously on The O.C.:

Ryan, have you seen...?

Lindsay.

Hey.

My ex is in town,

but we never
really broke up.

Did you meet the ex?

I know you did.

All right,
yes, I did.

And who is he?

He's a she.



Jody went to sleep.

Cool.

- So what do I do?
- What do you want to do?

What I want to do

is drive over to her apartment
right now and ask her flat out,

"Alex, are we in a relationship
or are we not?"

- Good, man, you should do it.
- He's not doing it.

Ryan, it's been
almost a week, okay,

and I still don't know
where Alex stands.

Is she back together
with her lesbian ex?

And if so, are they open

to some sort
of menage a three-way

as in the film Summer Lovers?

Oh, I didn't
even think of that.



Yeah, well, I did,
quite a bit, actually.

If you have to wonder about it,
it's probably not happening.

Which part, the threesome
or the relationship?

So you never had, like,
a moment's doubt

about you and Lindsay?

Not really.

( feigns cough )

Pollen or something.

All right, there may
have been a moment.

( feigns cough )

Or two.
So what'd you do?

He showed up on
Lindsay's doorstep and he said,

"He's not going anywhere
until she gave him a shot."

That's what you should do, dude.
You should go to Alex,

but instead
of asking her

what she wants,
you tell her what you want.

Is that how it works
with you and Summer?

Or you should just focus

on the good stuff in your life,
like school.

Or comics.

Hmm.

Yeah, I got nothing.

But at least I got my friends.

Well, if it isn't
the three amigos.

Hola.
Hi.

I'm so hungry.

Hey.

You didn't order
yet, did you?

No, you're just in time.

Thanks.

Hey, come on,
we can squeeze you in.

No, it's okay.

I'll see you guys later.

Oh, no, no.
Where are you going?

To get what I want.

The strawberry shortcake
is to die for.

( piano and acoustic guitar
strumming gentle melody )

S02E10
The Accomplice

* California, here we come *

* Right back where
we started from *

* California *

* California... *

SANDY: "Husband seeking to satisfy
wife's curiosity.

Enjoys toy..." Ooh, careful.

( chuckles )

Oh, here's one, honey.

It's a guesthouse,
close to the beach.

It's got parking,
fridge and hookups.

Why are you looking for a guesthouse
when you need an office?

You can turn a guesthouse
into a great office,

plus this one has hookups.

This high-rise
office complex

has panoramic ocean
and country club views.

Sounds like Partridge,
Savage and Kahn.

Where is it?

Right next to
Partridge, Savage and Kahn.

At least your old
clients will know where to find you.

Oh, I'm not taking
any of my corporate clients with me.

Now that I'm on my own, I'm going back
into the public interest stuff.

That stuff made me
want to be a lawyer in the first place.

You can still be
a public interest lawyer

in a private sector office.

This guesthouse
is $850 a month.

How much is yours?

I can get you a deal
through my office.

No, thank you.

I got to go meet
my Realtor.

Maybe I should
go with you.

No, no, no, no.
I'll be fine.

It's the same lady

who got Jimmy
his bachelor pad.

Right.
I'm going with you.

( music playing )

( knocking )

Marissa.

( gasps )

What are you doing in here?

I'm sorry.
I heard the music.

You're not at school.

Yeah, you're not at work.

No, I'm running late.

I'm down to my last clean shirt

and we're out
of coffee.

When your mother
leaves town,

my life goes to pieces.

Yeah, well, you should
have gone with her.

You seem like you could use
the vacation.

She's not on vacation.

She's doing research
for a magazine.

She's in Europe doing research
for a magazine

about Orange County?

Do you need a ride to school?

Oh, I'm not going.

I'm not feeling so well.

Sorry to hear that.

I'll tell you what.

I'll call my physician.

Have him drop in on you
after lunch.

Oh, that's okay, you know?

I figured I should probably
just stay home and rest

in case, you know it's...
( coughs )

West Nile
or something.

All right. I'll be in my office
all day if you need me.

I'll call in
and check up on you.

I may not pick up, you know?

I'll just be sleeping.

( phone rings )

Hello.

So what are we doing today?

I'm sleeping.

No, you're not.

We're going to breakfast

and then we're going shopping.

Don't you have school?

Yeah, but my mom's in Europe

and my stepdad's
completely clueless.

Aren't you sick of me yet?

We've hung out
every single day this week.

No, why?
Are you sick of me?

No, no, of course not.

It's just, um...

Jody's still here.

I thought she was going
back to LA.

Yeah, yeah, she was, she was.

But, um, we got
into this huge fight

and then, um...

( knocking )

And then you spent the rest
of the night making up?

Who's knocking on my door
at 9:00 in the morning?

Yeah, right, saved by the bell.

Are you calling me
from outside my door?

Because that would be

creepy.

Ah, good to see you, too, Alex.

Seth.

Seth?

Can I call you back?

Doesn't anyone go
to school anymore?

Listen, I'm sorry to wake you.
I...

Do I hear water running?

Yes.

Jody's taking a shower.

Jody. Jody's still here.

Oh, that's great.

That's fantastic.

At least you're not taking
a shower together.

Look...
Listen,

I just need to know
where I stand, okay?

Seth, I told you,
I don't do relationships.

Yeah, well, you did Jody,
so to speak.

Yes, and look how well
that turned out.

What is that
supposed to mean?

Jody.

Seth.

Sorry.

I would have introduced
you guys,

but I didn't want
you to meet.

I'm going back to bed.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

( sighs )

You maybe want
to grab breakfast?

We could go down to the...

There's a nice place...

So, are Kirsten and Sandy
going to care

that Seth skipped
first period?

Not going to be
excited about it,

but they're pretty
easygoing.

Really?
Kirsten is?

Sandy is.
Kirsten's more...

Like her dad?

In some ways,
I guess.

Hmm.

Am I?

I mean, he's my dad,
too, so...

Is this a trick question?

No, it's just
I don't know him

and you do, so...

Why, is he a monster?

Oh, well, he's not
the greatest person

in the world.
To me, anyway.

He, um, thinks
I'm after the Cohens' money.

Yeah, I know.

But other than that,
he's great.

You should call him.
And say what?

"Hi, Dad,
it's your illegitimate daughter.

Want to have lunch?"

I could always have
Kirsten talk to him for you.

Yeah, she has
a couple times.

So he'll call, right?

I mean, he's got to
sooner or later.

Yeah, right. Sooner or later.

At the moment,

this is the only beach-adjacent
property we have

in your price range, Mr. Cohen.

As you can see,
it's a bit of a fixer-upper.

That's one way
to put it.

Who are you kidding, Gail?

This place is
a first-class dump.

And I like it.

Sandy, no, you don't.

You just like the idea
of having an office

near the beach
so you can surf between clients.

I hadn't even thought of that.

Sandy, this is
a surf shack,

not a law office.

That's exactly
why I like it.

Hello.

Max? Unbelievable.

How are you?
It's my professor from law school.

No, no, now's
a great time.

I'm just moving
into my new office.

I'll be right back.

Sandy, you're moving in?

I'll take it.

So what are you doing in town?

Really?

Everything okay?

I understand.

We can talk about it
when you get here.

What's up with Cohen?

I guess it didn't go well
with Alex.

She broke up with him?

I don't know.
Maybe.

Well, why don't you
go find out?

And then report
back to me.

So, how'd it go?

Well, the good news
is she told Jody

to get the hell
out, too, so...

I'm sorry, man.

Thanks.
It's all right.

At least now you can get back
to your life, right?

Uh, I don't have a life,
remember?

Then you should get one.

Do something for you.

Go sailing.

All right.

Continue to doodle.

Okay.

Whoa.

Cohen, this is what
you should be doing.

What, drawing the women
who've wronged me

as whip-wielding
warrior princesses?

Yeah, in your own comic.

Yeah, okay.

Dude, you're awesome.

I appreciate it.

Hey. Cohen, I got you
a double latte

because you looked sad.

Thanks.
Cohen's going to do his own comic.

He is?

Uh, no. Well, I don't know.

What are you talking
about, man?

Do you not want to do it?

No, I do, sort of.

Then let's bounce
some ideas around, man.

Study hall right now.
Let's go.

Wha...?
All right.

Okay. Thanks
for the coffee, Summer.

Yeah, thank you very much.

You're welcome?

So, you and
Seth are...?

Friends... I hope...

someday.

And you and Jody are...?

Over, finished, for good.

Hmm. Really?

How does she feel
about that?

Um... she hates me now,
but, I mean,

we mean to much to
each other to let...

That bitch!

She stole my necklace.

Uh, which one?

We bought each other
these matching

heart-shaped necklaces,
like, a year ago,

and mine's gone.

I can't believe her.

Well, how do you
know she took it?

Because she was using the fact
that I still wear mine

as a sign I'm not over her,
which I am.

I just... I loved it.

Well, so let's
go get it.

You want to go
to L.A. now?

I can't. I have work.

So we'll go tomorrow.

How? You have school.
No,

I have a mom who's spa-hopping

and a stepdad who doesn't care
about anyone but himself.

Come on.

You can't let her steal
your heart.

( sighs )

( knocking )

Kirsten's not here.

I'm actually here
to see you...

if you have a second.

I don't.

It's about Lindsay.

Shut the door.

What about her?

She's been asking questions
about you--

who you are, what
you're like--

and even though I told her, she
still wants to get to know you.

She sent you here
to tell me this?

She has no idea I'm here.

I just thought maybe I should...

Continue to position yourself

between me and members
of my family.

Ryan, if I wanted
a relationship

with Lindsay,
I would have one.

Funny, that's what she said.

Smart girl.

You have no idea.

You should, though.

How's your relationship
with your father, Ryan?

He still in jail?

And you would be, too,
if it weren't for Sandy.

So I guess Lindsay and I
are both better off.

Thank you so much for your time.

I was under

the impression
that you'd become

a successful lawyer.

Oh, my God.

How are you, Max?

It's hard to believe

its been over 20 years

since you were my
favorite student.

It is so good to see you.

Well, come on in to my,
uh... my new office.

( both laughing )

So, uh... what have
you been up to?

Well, I, uh...

Let's see, I...

I left Berkeley.

Mm-hmm.

And moved to Princeton.

I am retired now.

Congratulations.

So what brings you here?

( sighs )

Sandy, I need your help.

I have to find Rebecca.

Why now?

After all this time?

Because, Sandy, I've, uh...

I've got a couple of strokes,

and the doctors
told me that I, uh...

should get my affairs in order,

as soon as possible.

I-I just want to be able to see
my daughter once again before...

I understand.

Well, you know,
I haven't heard a thing

since she ran away
to Canada...

22 years ago.

You haven't
heard from her?

No, no, no. She and I weren't
exactly on speaking terms

even... even before the, uh...

accident.

I-I just thought
that if she'd

get in touch with anybody,
Sandy, it'd be you.

You were the love of her life.

That was a long time ago.

We were kids.

No, she loved you, Sandy.

Now, will you help me find her?

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you, Sandy.

You know, I hate
to stir up things

when you have a wife
and a family and...

No, my-my wife
will understand.

Will she?

You're going to prison?

Just for the day.

I have to drive
to Santa Barbara,

to Lompoc,
to see a prisoner there.

Who?
This political activist

I knew back in
my Berkeley days--

Joe Zukowsky--

but I'll be back
before dinner.

What do you have
to talk to him about?

Well, you know,
a missing person.

Doing a favor for a friend.

Your old law school professor.

Yeah.
Hmm.

Who's missing?

Rebecca.

As in Rebecca Blume,
love of your life?

She is not the love of my life.

Sandy, you were engaged
to be married.

We were engaged to be engaged.

Until she burned down
a nuclear lab site.

We do not know that
she did that, for sure.

Sandy, she fled the country.

Well, I know,

but her dad is dying and he
asked me to find her for him.

He was my mentor
in law school.

I wouldn't be a lawyer
if it weren't for him.

I can't say no.

Well, what are you going
to do when you find her?

If I find her,
I'm gonna try and convince her

to turn herself in
and you know,

let the case
go to trial.

( music playing )

Well, seems someone's
feeling better today.

Not really.

Oh, sorry to hear that.

You know, I called
several times

to check up
on you yesterday.

Huh. I must
have been asleep.

And then I came home last
night and you weren't here.

I was worried.

Gotta go.

Where?
Out.

To the doctor.

Marissa, come back here.

Or what?

You're not my father, Cal.

You know what?
If you want to parent someone,

why don't you go
over to Lindsay's house

and ruin her life?

Oh, that's right,
you already have.

Don't wait up.

So what's it about?

Oh, uh, well... heroes
and, you know...

villains.
Good and evil.

Sure. Darkness, and then
you have light.

You guys have
no idea, do you?

No, not so much really,
but you have to admit--

its pretty exciting.

Our very own comic book?

Hey, it could be
autobiographical.

Yeah, it could.

Yeah, the life of like
a young, Jewish boy

growing up in Orange County.

I like it very much already.

A young Jewish boy with powers.

Sure. No. Yeah.
A kid with a secret.

In a town full of secrets.

Yes. Sure.
Fistfights, fashion shows.

SETH: Definitely.
Basically, life in Orange County.

But with powers.

I like it a lot, and...

What have you done
to my boyfriend?

Okay. Look, it was his idea
in the first place.

And we just had a
major breakthrough.

Yeah, we did.

Oh, sweetie, do you realize
how lame you just sounded?

SETH: No, no, Summer,
if you're not nice,

somebody's not gonna be
in the comic.

Ooh. Yeah.

Shakin' in my boots, Cohen.

Sweetie.

Hi.

I will see you out front
after school.

Um...

( clears throat )

Actually,
we're working,

uh, after school,

but I would love
to, uh, you know,

hang out with you
a little bit later.

Um, perhaps dinner
and a movie?

( sighs )

Well, I guess.

Just not a comic book movie.

( scoffs )

Comic book movies sucks anyway.

True. Dude, you didn't like X2?

Really?

SETH: I've seen better.
What have you done to him?

I swear to God, Cohen,
by the time the sun goes down,

if Brainstorming Boy doesn't
turn back into my boyfriend...

Brainstorming Boy.
Brainstorm...

Brainstorming Lad.
Right.

SETH:
Let's work with this.

Brainstorming Kid.

Brainstorming
Young Ward

with the secret
identity which is,

at night he's Brainstorming Man,
and what that is,

is he's a genius.

The contracts have
been vetted twice,

so I just need
you to sign.

Dad, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry.

( clears throat )

You take good care of me, Kiki.
Better than I deserve.

What does that mean?

It means I haven't always
been the best father.

Pretty much... no.

You still in touch
with Lindsay?

Yeah.
Are you?

No, no. She doesn't ever bother
calling me.

Dad,

she's in high school.

If you want to hear
from Lindsay,

you have to
call her.

Uh, you were right.

Caleb Nichol is not a good guy.

Why, why happened?
Did he call you?

and according to
The O.C. Weekly,

he's pretty much everything
that's wrong

with Western Civilization,
all wrapped up in one guy.

( phone ringing )

So, even if he did call me...

Oh, my God.

He's calling me.
It says Newport Group.

Why is he calling me?

No, it's not. It's
probably Kirsten.

Right. Um... sorry.

( laughs )

Hey, Kirsten.

Lindsay, Caleb Nichol.

I was thinking it's time
you and I sat down.

What was that about?

Um, it was Caleb.

He wants to have
dinner tonight.

You're kidding?

Will you come with me?

I don't think that's a good idea.
Please.

I'm not gonna go
without you.

( sighs )

He's not gonna be happy
about this.

Do you really care
about Caleb Nichol's happiness?

I care about yours.

Well, then,
I will see you tonight.

So, what does
the butterfly mean?

Oh.

Um, it means,
I was drunk.

( laughter )

No way.

Yeah. I was drunk.

I had just gotten
emancipated from my parents,

and the words
"Mom" and "Dad"

with a huge X through them
was way too expensive.

You got emancipated?

Mm.

I thought
only child stars did that.

Yup. Me, Hilary Duff,
and Lil Bow Wow.

( laughs )

Wait. So how did you do it?

I petitioned the court.

I had my parents sign the form,

which they were more
than happy to do

when they found out
about me and Jody,

and, um,
that was it.

I was free.

Wow.

I wish I could do that.

Piss your parents off
bad enough.

Believe me, I've tried.

Well, then I guess
they really love you.

Do you ever miss yours?

Sometimes.

But my friends are my family,
you know?

Mm-hmm.

I do.

Sandy Cohen.

I couldn't believe it
when they told me.

How are you, Joe?

Well, not as good as you.

You look good, successful.

What happened?

You sell out?

No. Actually, I did 15 years
in the Public Defenders' office.

Good for you.

Maybe you can work me up
an appeal, get me out of here.

How? You confessed.

To an act of civil disobedience.

Not manslaughter.

You set the place on fire.

And a man died.

It was an accident.

Custodian wasn't supposed
to be there.

You know that.

Like any of that matters now.

What do you want, Sandy?

I'm looking for Rebecca.

Sandy Cohen is coming to me,
looking for Rebecca.

Oh, let it go.

This isn't about you and me.

When it comes to Rebecca,

it's always been
about you and me.

Well, not anymore.

Okay.

Then what's this about?

Her father.

He's sick.

He's looking for her.

I tell you what.

He can look as far and wide
as he wants to.

He's never gonna find her.

So, you're not gonna help me?

Oh, I can't help you, Sandy.

Rebecca--

she's dead.

She's dead?

I'm so sorry.

I can't believe this.

I can't believe it, either.

Are you calling
the professor?

Uh, no, an old friend of mine,
one of the guys in the group.

He's a lawyer now in Vancouver.

Hello. Yes, directory assistance
for Vancouver, please.

But why? What are you
gonna find out?

Yes, please, I'd like the number,
for Mark Denham--

D-E-N-H-A-M.

Thank you.

Well, if she was sick,
there'd be insurance forms

or hospital records
or something.

And, God forbid,
if she were dead,

there'd be a death certificate.

So you don't think she's dead.

I can't believe that
if she were dying,

she wouldn't try
to contact her dad.

Or you.

We're just gonna get
what we came for

and then get the hell
out of here, all right?

Are you all right?
'Cause you seem nervous.

No, I'm not. I just...

Don't let her
intimidate you, okay?

And let me do
all the talking.

And, uh...

don't mention anything
about the necklace.

I thought
you were over her.

I am. I am. I just...

Don't let her talk me
into staying the night.

You can't.
You have to take me home.

Right. Good one.
Remember that.

I had a feeling it might...

What is she doing here?

We came to get
Alex's stuff.

And we're not staying.

If you say so.

Hey.
Hey...

Brian Gatwood,
A.K.A. Kid Chino.

The strong but silent youth

from the wrong side
of the tracks

who, when provoked,
unleashes his fists of fury.

Maybe we should change
your superhero name

to Overdressed Lad.

Lindsay asked me
to be the buffer tonight

between her and Caleb.

I thought
we were working tonight.

And Grandpa hates you.
I told her that.

She thought
I was overreacting.

Well, hey, man,
at least you show up on his radar.

He once asked my mom
if I was mildly retarded.

Well, wait till he finds out
about your powers.

What powers?

Turns out I don't make
a very convincing superhero.

You do have powers.

Hey, can I see this?

Yeah, sure.

Uh... what are these?

Uh, they're just sketches
I did in Portland.

The summer without Summer.

Has Zach seen these?
No, I was gonna show him tonight.

No. No, you are not. You are not
gonna show these to Zach.

Dude, they're just drawings.

Of a girl you were clearly
obsessed with.

'Kay, first of
all, "obsessed,"

pretty strong word.

Maybe you're right,
and therefore I won't show him.

They're really good, though.

Thanks. Hey,

don't let Grandpa
scare you, all right?

Remember, you're Brian Gatwood,
Fists of Fury.

Sure you don't want a beer?

We have to drive back.

Tonight.

Okay, so far

I have found two T-shirts,
a bra and my fat jeans.

What else do you have of mine?

Nothing, I swear.

So then you wouldn't mind
if I kept looking.

Oh, you can look all night
if you want.

I won't be long.

Breakups, huh?

Get ready, you're next.

Oh...

no, I'm not her...

I'm sure you're not.

My motorcycle boots!

Those are mine.

How can you say these are yours?

Because I bought them.

Okay, see?
That is your problem.

Okay, here we go.

I'm gonna go
to the bathroom.

Tell me what
my problem is.

I can't wait
to hear this.

I don't even know
where to begin.

You know what?
Keep my boots,

keep my records,
it's fine.

It's not fine.

What do you want from me?

I want you to stay.

I want to talk about
what's going on here.

Why don't you take

Alex's Jeep home.
I'll bring her back later.

I can't.

Why not?
Well, do you think

I'm really gonna leave
my girlfriend

alone with you overnight?

I thought she wasn't
your girlfriend.

Yeah, well, think again.

Come on, babe,

let's go.

( chuckles )

Okay, that was awesome!

Really? You think she bought it?
Are you kidding me?

She thought you and I
were sleeping together

when she met you
at the club last week.

I defended your honor.

I appreciate that.

Are you kidding?

I owe you so much now.

I got my fat jeans,
I got my CDs,

and who cares
if I didn't get...

my heart...

How did you...?

I'm sneaky like that.

And... now you have both.

No.

This one's yours.

How's it look?

Good.

I guess we got to
get you home, huh?

No. I have a better idea.

What do you think?

I think you're, like,
the missing link

between Jack Kirby and,
I don't know, Eric White.

Hey, thanks, man.

( knocking )
SUMMER: Zach?

That is it, I am
pulling the plug.

You were supposed
to pick me up over an hour ago!

ZACH: I know, I'm sorry,
but Seth and I were just...

I don't want to hear it.
What, are you guys, like, cavalier and gay?

( laughs ):
That was funny.

I know.

ZACH:
Uh, I'm sorry.

Listen, Seth, I'll call you.

We're leaving.
Wait-wait-whoa-whoa, no, we're not.

Is that supposed to be Marissa?

Cohen, did you do these?

( turning page )

Is that Ryan?

Captain Oats?

Is that you?

Well...

Where am I?

Not finished yet.

Just wanted to get
the attitude right.

There's a lot
of attitude.

I think we made some
good progress today.

It's definitely keeping
my mind off girls.

Keep talking comics, Cohen,

I don't think girls
will be an issue ever again.

Ah, she's so supportive--
that's why I like her.

Shoot! I left
my purse upstairs.

I'll be right back.

We're gonna
miss the movie.

Whose fault is that?

Oh! Ooh, sorry, Captain Oats.

Hope you don't pull up lame.

Hm.

ZACH ( calling ):
Come on, Summ,

we're gonna be late.

SETH:
What are you doing up there?

Oh, thank you.

Um... so, thank you

so much for calling
this afternoon

and suggesting dinner.
It was...

Long overdue.

I meant to call
you right after the holidays,

but... work
has been all-consuming.

Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

I mean,

I can imagine.

( laughs softly )

So, what about
you, Lindsay?

How is... school?

What are you studying?

RYAN:
Hey.

Sorry I'm late. Traffic.

Uh, that's okay.

We just got menus.
My apologies.

If I had known
we were going to be three,

I'd have asked the waiter
for another one.

Oh, I-I'm sorry,
it's my fault.

I should have said
something earlier.

Nonsense.

I should have assumed Ryan

would want to
make himself part of this.

He didn't. I asked him to come.

RYAN:
Look, I can leave if you want.

You've already scammed

your way into one
of my daughters' lives.

Why stop there?

This isn't about me.
Isn't it?

You set this whole thing up.

You came to my office,
you show up at dinner.

You went to his office?

I was just trying to help.

He said that you wanted
a relationship with me,

but if that were true,
he wouldn't be here, so, what is it

that the two of
you really want?

Money?

What?

A new car?

An ivy league education.

Have your accomplice
here drop by my office

with a list of demands.

That should cover it.

Good night.

Hey, Mark,
it's Sandy Cohen again.

I know this is
my fifth message today,

but I'm still up, so if you
get this, please call back.

Thanks.

You going to stay
up all night?

Well, I'm not tired,
that's for sure.

No word from your
lawyer friend?

No. No.

And no confirmation
she's dead.

What if she's not?

What if your
suspicions are right?

One way or another,
she's gone.

What is it going to take
for you to let her go?

What are you talking about?

Rebecca Blume.

The smart, political
Jewish woman

that you were
supposed to marry

before you ended up with me.

You're still in love with her.

That is not true.

Then come to bed.

Hello. Mark.

Hey. I-I'm sorry
to be harassing you,

but, you know,

time's of the, uh...

Oh.

No kidding.

Well, thanks for calling back.

All right, take care.

She's dead.

( footsteps approaching )

What are you going to do?

I got to call the professor,
but I...

oh, I can't tell him this
on the phone.

I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.

Maybe I need
to let go of her, too.

I'm going to go.

I won't be long.

Princess Sparkle, you are
not going to believe this.

( turns off engine )

I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

'Cause I made you
come to dinner,

and I know how much
you hate him.

I don't hate him.

Yeah, well, he hates you.

So for you to have gone
to his office for me was...

A mistake.

I really didn't want
anything from him.

I just wanted to ask him
some questions, you know?

Stupid stuff.

Maybe I don't need a dad.

You know, I've... gone
all this time without one.

I turned out okay.

Right?

Maybe I could talk to him.
No.

Or ask Kirsten
to talk to him.

No.

You've done enough.

More than enough.

And you said it yourself,
he's not a good guy.

Yeah, but he's your dad.

You sure I can't...

I'm sure.

But thanks.

Let me just change my shirt,
then we can get out of here.

Your shirt is fine,
I'm telling you.

Then why is it sticking to me?

Am I bleeding?

Let me see.

( bandage crinkling )

Oh, wow.

No, you're not bleeding.

See for yourself.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What have you done?

Nothing.

Get out of here, Caleb.

This is my house, my home.

Fine. You know what
then, we'll leave.

You're not going anywhere.

Oh, really?

Are you going to stop me?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Come on, Alex.

Nice house.

( knocking on door )

Come in.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I, um, I came to return
something that I stole.

Oh. You found it.

Great.

Okay, here's the thing.

I know that it's totally creepy.
Okay, I know that.

It was just a very long
summer, and I'm sorry,

and I will destroy
all of them right now.

I just need to find
my X-Acto knife.

No, Cohen, don't.

I think
they're really good.

Yeah?
Yeah.

I mean, well, the boobs
are a little big, but...

well, I mean, aren't they?

I can redo the boobs.

And, you know, I...

I'm not so sure
about the mask either.

Now that's
what I'm talking about.

Yeah?

So then you don't mind?

No. Well, not as long
as I have boob approval.

Okay.

Do you mind if I, uh,
have one of these?

Uh, yeah, sure, go ahead.

You can actually
have them all, if you want.

Yeah?

Although, maybe it's
not such a good idea

to tell Zach about them all.

Or any of them.

I was just thinking
the same thing.

Yeah, just
'cause, you know,

it might upset the
partnership and...

Well, it could be bad
for business.

Exactly.
Yeah.

Okay. I'm going to let you
get back to work

because I expect my own action
figure by Chrismukkah.

Oh. Wow. Okay.

Well, I'll see what I can do.

Okay.

Thanks, Cohen.

Yeah.

Hey, Professor.

Well, any chance
you could meet me tonight?

Yeah.

How about my office?

I'll see you then.

( crunching )

( footsteps approaching )

SETH:
Hey.

How was dinner?

I wouldn't know.

Caleb took off
before we could order.

'Cause you punched
him in the face?

No.

But you wanted to.

I could tell
you wanted to.

( groans )
That's good.

Hey, listen, man, he
deserved it, I'm sure.

I love the guy,
but come on.

He's Lex Luthor.

Oh, it's my fault.
I keep trying to help.

I keep making everything worse.

Well, Ryan,
that's what heroes do, okay.

What else are you going to do
with fists of fury, homework?

The dishes?

How'd it go with Zach?

Uh, great, until
Summer came over

and stole my sketchbook.

What? What'd she do?

Well, I thought she was going
to get a restraining order,

but it turns out,

she's just going to get
her own action figure.

So she liked it.

Yeah. Think Summer and I
may be taking a step forward

in our relationship.

And knowing us, Lindsay and I
will probably take a step back.

Hey. So between
the two of us...

We're right back
where we started.

Well, at least we
haven't lost any ground.

Except you on me.

Here we go.
Oh.

( knocking on door )

Well,

I see
you've got your hands full.

I'm sorry to have called you
here so late.

Oh, no, no, no,
actually, Sanford,

I was going to call you.

I have something to show you.

What is it?

Sandy Cohen.

Rebecca.

by paulonline