The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 2, Episode 19 - The Rager - full transcript

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- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

What's up?

So, uh, Ryan, doesn't Trey move
into the apartment today?

Uh, yeah, he left this morning.

Well, don't you think maybe we should go by
there and give him a housewarming gift?

That's all right.
He doesn't need anything.

You sure? He doesn't exactly
seem overburdened with possessions,

unless that bag of his
is like Mary Poppins'.

I wish I'd never made that reference.

Look, uh, he's got his own place,
he's out of our lives. Just let him go.

You know, you think maybe it's time to
forgive him for the whole yard sale thing?



It wasn't a thing, Seth. He stole.

Only because he wanted to be near you.

I appreciate what you guys are doing,
but he's my brother. Just leave him alone.

Come in. Good morning.

Kirsten, congratulations. As of this morning,
you are a bona fide magazine publisher.

I know. The first issue's on the stands.

I was referring to our very first liable suit.

- What?!
- Nick Morton. Newport Beach politico.

Doesn't like the profile we ran.
Thinks it makes him look sleazy.

- You wrote that profile.
- I know. I made him look sleazy.

- Well, what are we supposed to do?
- I thought I'd talk to Sandy.

Yeah, you guys are friends now, so great.

Julie's on her way over. I have to explain
to her why she's not on the cover anymore.

Hey, she's been to Europe, you know?
Maybe she's become this ...



un-materialistic, humble, sweet person.

- Carter, we're talking about Julie.
- What about her?

Julie... you're... We were just saying
how glad we are you're back.

Oh, well, thank you, Kirsten.

- Carter.
- Julie.

So, how was Italy?

Well, Cal is still in Rome
--some business thingy-- but

scandal or no scandal, I had
to be back for our first issue.

Julie, there's something
that I need to tell you.

- Uh, after the whole...
- Porno debacle. You can say it.

There were letters. Lots of letters.

And then, the advertisers
started threatening to cancel.

So we had to take you off the cover.
I'm sorry.

You did the right thing.

- I did?
- Absolutely. Don't give it another thought.

God, it's really good to see you.
Both of you. I really missed you.

I'm just saying, maybe I should do
the talking this time.

Zach, do not worry, okay? I promise you,
this won't be another wild storm.

Look, I am calm, I am well-rested.

Plus, Reed's already read the pages,
and he freaking loves them.

He's driving all the way
from L.A. just to meet us.

So what do we know
about this guy? What's he like?

I just know that he's Carter's assistant
before going to work at Bad Science.

We've only E-mailed.

Dude, I still can't believe we're going
to have our own graphic novel.

I know.

I just can't believe it's 2005.

Weren't we supposed to have personal jet
packs by now? Who dropped the ball?

What are you talking about?

Oh, hey, Summer. We were just, um...
Mm. We were...

Talking about your comic.
Don't lie, okay?

Graphic novel. It's... whatever.
It's just a little different.

All right, well, I'm gonna head to class.
And, uh, have a good one.

I'm sorry, okay?

I know, I promised it wouldn't be weird,
but I'm telling you this. From here on out,

full disclosure, okay?
I'll tell you everything Zach and I do,

and I'm going to let you know
the ins and outs of whatever.

- No.
- And... What?

Look, I think that you and Zach working
together is a bad idea, but I can't stop it.

- Summer, come on.
- No, so here's the deal.

Whatever happens, I don't want
to know anything about it.

Which means, as far as I'm concerned,
your little comic doesn't exist.

Graphic novel.

A surfboard coffee table.
I am in the O.C.

Carter, it's good to see you. Yup, a little
carpentry project while I'm between cases.

Well, I came at the right time.
You ever do any liable work?

Wow. One day on the stand, you've
already got a liable suit. Not bad.

- Not bad. Who is it?
- Nick Morton.

Oh, sleaze bag.

Mm. Well, he doesn't like
to be called one in print.

Oh, I'd be happy to help out. Liable
cases are notoriously hard to prove.

I'm assuming all
your quotes are verbatim?

Yeah, word for word.
I'll give you the interview tapes.

Great, should be a breeze.

You know, I used to surf. I grew up
in Long Island. Montauk Point, West End.

I'm heading out tomorrow.
Why don't you come with me?

Oh, I don't know. It's been such
a long time. I don't have a board.

I'll lend you one.

And if Kirsten asks why
I'm not at work?

You can tell her we'll be talking
about the case.

Marissa.

I brought you a little something.

Wow. That's a lava lamp.
That's, uh... that's great.

Ryan wanted to come, but he had
this thing after school.

Oh... come in.

I still haven't bought chairs
and tables and stuff, but...

Nice beanbag.

Yeah. It's kind of a stupid first thing
to buy. I've always wanted one.

It's kind of an early
birthday present to myself.

- When's your birthday?
- Saturday. Uh, big two-one.

Though after being in prison, you know, being
able to buy beer feels a little anti-climactic.

Uh, do you want something to drink?
I've got one glass, but I can wash it.

No, no, that's okay. Um, I should
get going, but I'll see you later.

- Sure. Thanks again.

He said he'd have
all our stuff with him.

- Um... Seth.
- Oh, my God. Oh!

He's a she. That's terrible. Listen, Zach,
I love girls, and I love comics.

The two do not mix, okay? It's going to be,
like, "Let's make their outfits cuter..."

Dude, we're here. Let's just give
her the benefit of the doubt.

You must be my two wunderkinds.
Reed Carlson, Bad Science Comics.

It's a pleasure to meet you.
I'm Zach, this is Seth.

I can't tell you how much I've been
looking forward to this meeting.

Oh, that's great. Let's just
get right to the project.

Okay. I think that you have tapped
into something real and compelling.

I think the characters are vivid
and engaging. Especially the Ironist.

- Really?
- Yeah, he's smart, funny, hip.

He is unlike anyone else in comics.

Wow, well, can I, uh, first, just say

how great it is to finally see
a woman involved in comics

Thank you.

We were actually thinking of expanding
the Ironist's role a little bit. Uh...

I have to ask, who came up
with this business plan?

- Uh, I did.
- It's amazing.

Really?

I mean, I was a marketing
minor in college, but

the fact that you put this together,
and you're 17... I'm in awe.

You're like a Doogie Howser
meets Gordon Gekko, but with dimples.

Well, I'm glad you liked it.

Uh, that's my boss.
Just a sec?

Oh, hey, genius boy? Zach, right?
Could you order me an ice tea?

God, how great is it
she liked my business plan?

Yeah, that's really very...
It's very cool.

Hey, what's up?

- Can I come in?
- Yeah.

So what's going on? You hungry,
you want something to drink?

- I'm fine.
- Yeah?

I just came by to ask you something.

- Oh, okay, sure.
- Okay, uh...

don't get mad, but I was thinking it might
be nice to throw Trey a birthday party.

- What?
- We could do it at my house by the pool.

- You forgot, Saturday's his birthday.
- No, I... Yeah. Yeah, I did.

You went over to see him, didn't you?

- Ryan.
- After I asked you not to.

I brought him a lava lamp.
It was no big deal.

Why are you doing all this?

Going over to see him, wanting
to throw him a birthday party?

- He's your brother.
- Exactly. He's my brother.

And if everyone had just let me
handle it from the beginning,

then none of this would have happened.

So I'm asking you again.
Stop pushing it.

I'm sorry. It's...
Sorry.

Ryan, wake up. Ryan, wake up.
No, get your own.

Wake up, man. It's a beautiful day. The
sun's shining, the birds are, you know.

Did I happen to mention to you
last night about meeting Reed?

Beautiful, loves comics, promises
to make you famous? Yes.

So, here's the thing.
I'm a little bit worried about Zach.

Z ach.

Yeah. You should have seen him at the
meeting. He was like Reed this, Reed that.

- It was kind of disgusting.
- And you sure it's Zach who has the crush?

I love Summer, okay?
Reed is a colleague.

I just don't want her
to like Zach more than me.

Hey, you know, this is our first conversation
in the pool house since Marissa left.

Let's not talk about Marissa.

What? Come on, we did me.
Let's go around the horn.

We got in a fight yesterday. She wanted
to throw a birthday party for Trey.

It's Trey's birthday?

Seth.

No, hang on. I'm just thinking how,
you know, sometimes it takes an event

like a birthday or a wake to bring
a family together. Think about this.

Trey is blowing out his candles
on his birthday.

His only wish is that
his brother forgives him.

It's a pretty nice moment.

- Good morning.
- Hey.

Oh, it feels so good to be home.

Oh, and how much do I wish you could
have come to visit in Italy. It was...

it was magical.

Yeah? If it was so great, then why'd you come
home early? Everything okay with Caleb?

Of course. I told you, I needed to come
home for the magazine, and I missed you.

Do you have an address?
I should have known.

Honey, I have to go. But let's have
dinner tonight, just the two of us, okay?

Ah, you're just out of practice. Everybody
hits themselves in the face with their boards.

- Three times in one wave?
- Well, that was impressive.

Still... surfing the O.C.--
it's a world away from Long Island.

- Hey, Sandy.
- Erin, how you doing? You going out?

Yeah. I don't have to make rounds for a couple
hours, so I figured I'd get in the water.

- Hi
- Erin, Carter Buckley.

He's running Newport Living,
the magazine my wife's company publishes.

Oh, yeah; that came
to the office yesterday.

I read the profile on Nick Morton.
Way to scare him.

- Carter wrote that.
- And now we're being sued.

Erin's an orthopedist in town,
and an excellent surfer.

Carter's just getting back into it.

Yeah, today I mastered
hitting myself in the face.

Well, anytime Sandy's busy and
you need a surf buddy, give me a call.

- Thank you, I-I might do that.
- See you, guys.

Yeah, it's a world away from
Long Island, I'll tell you.

Okay, and he got mad because you wanted
to throw a party for his brother?

It's not just the party.
It's been building.

Trey coming here has been
really hard for him.

Well, you tried.

If he doesn't want a relationship
with his brother, that's his problem.

I just hate for him to realize,

like two years from now how important his
brother is, and then find out he's lost him.

Oh, my God. You are the most supportive
non-girlfriend in history.

You know if something important was happening
in Seth's life, you'd be there for him.

Right. Of course.

And then when she started talking

about how Iron Man's armor, his old armor,
is actually better than his ultimate armor...?

Dude, what about when she threw down
on the whole Cyclops vs. Storm debate?

I never thought talking about
comic books could be so sexy.

A beautiful girl who loves comics.
I didn't even know they existed.

It's like finding a unicorn, Zach.
It's like finding a really hot unicorn.

You know, it's just too bad you have
a girlfriend, you know? Otherwise...

See, I was thinking
you could ask her out,

but now you're working together, so that's
that whole professional ethics thing.

Yeah, you know, I was wondering, how did
Summer take the fact that Reed's a woman?

She's not bothered by
our late night's work?

Ah, it turns out Summer doesn't want to
know anything about the entire enterprise, so

I couldn't tell her,
even if I wanted to.

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

Actually, we were just
talking about Reed.

- Who's Reed?
- Seth will tell you. See you later.

Who's Reed?

Uh, you don't want to know.
It's a comic book rep.

- No, I do.
- You do?

Yeah. Look, I've changed my mind.

I know this comic book is important
to you, so it's important to me.

I want to know everything.

- Everything?
- Yeah.

- Jules. How the hell did you find me?
- Well, it was easy, Lance.

I just looked for the cheapest, scummiest
motel near a liquor store, and voilà.

- May I come in?
- I guess so.

Listen, Jules. I don't know
what you're thinking, but...

- What the hell is that?
- It's a gun, genius.

You use it to shoot people
you want to kill.

- All right, Jules. Here's what happened.
- "What happened"?

What happened is that you humiliated me
in front of my friends and family.

I've been kicked out of every
organization and club I belong to.

My own magazine has taken me
off the cover, and at home,

I have a teenage daughter who
sooner or later will find out

that her mother was a pornographer.

- Let's just be reasonable here, Jules.
- I am being reasonable.

In one night, you destroyed a life
I spent almost 20 years building.

- So, I'm here to kill you.
- Wait!

- There's no bullets.
- No. Unfortunately.

But for just a second...

I wanted you to feel like
your life was being taken away.

Hey. I'm headed out to pick up
some Thai. You want to come?

Can't; studying history.

Well, you know what's on
the way to the Thai place?

The apartment of a
certain ex-con I know.

That's quite a sell.

So, you're just not going
to see him anymore?

People who don't learn from the past are
doomed to repeat it. Well, I've learned.

Yeah, you've learned, but you know

your great victory is going to be what,
not seeing your brother anymore?

C ongratulations.
Look, I'm not even talking about like

having to move in or helping him
find a job, or anything.

I mean, I literally
mean happy birthday.

Four syllables.

Four syllables-- that's it.

Or six
hey, Trey, Happy Birthday.

- You just get home?
- Yeah. I sent Seth out for Thai.

Oh, perfect. Did Carter tell you
about surfing this morning?

You know, he's a little rusty,
but he's definitely got some skills.

Did you two manage to discuss the case
at all during your bonding session?

Well, you know, a little.

Oh, coming out of the water, we ran into
Erin Lee, that young orthopedist.

I think there's definitely some sparks
between her and Carter.

So, I was thinking we should have them
over for dinner. You know? Set them up.

Wait, you're serious?

Yeah. Carter's new in town.
He doesn't know that many people.

- Fine, sure.
- Great. I'll make the calls.

All right. Just in and out "Hey,
Happy 21st," and we're at the Thai place.

This is a mistake.
He's never going to change.

Dude, you've got to trust people more.

- There he is.
- Great, let's go.

No, wait, wait, wait.

Would you relax? He's probably
just going to buy cigarettes.

Or getting into that suspicious-
looking Camaro

with a guy who looks like Lou Reed.

All right.
I hope you like cold Thai.

It's his 21st birthday. I'm sure
he's just going out for a drink.

Whoa, whoa, they're stopping.
Pull over.

They're probably just
picking up a friend. In a dark alley.

Who he owes some money to.

What's up, man?
What the hell is your problem?!

You are unbelievable,
you know that? I saw you last night.

- What?
- What'd you buy? Coke? Speed?

- Where is it? Get rid of it right now.
- Oh, God, man.

I am such an idiot,
for ever believing in you.

Here. Why don't you call my parole officer,
'cause it was his car I got into last night.

- What?
- Yeah, guy in the alley?

That's a buddy of mine from prison who got
out a few months ago, and disappeared.

I asked my P.O. to find him
because I was worried.

You gave him money.

He asked me for five bucks.
Am I supposed to say no?

Guy's living in a trash can. God, I was
trying to convince him to go to a shelter.

That's it, Ry.

And, you know, it's-it's funny.

'cause when I saw you,
I thought to myself,

"My brother's come over to take me
out to breakfast for my birthday."

You know, maybe I'm
the idiot for believing.

- Hey.
- Hey, hope I'm not, um... Can I...

So, I'm sorry about the other day.
I-I was out of line.

He's your brother.
I should have just respected that.

You didn't do anything wrong. I...

was taking out
my frustration with him on you.

So does that mean you're willing
to give him another chance?

Well, if he's willing to give me one.

Last night,
Seth and I kind of followed him.

We hadn't meant to at first,
but we did. Uh...

we thought we saw him
trying to buy drugs.

So this morning...

- You went and accused him.
- Pretty much.

- And no drugs?
- He was helping out a homeless guy.

Ouch.

I don't know what to do.

Well, as it happens, you've come
to the right place.

Oh, Seth, these new pages are great.

Ah, yeah. They're, you know,
sketches mostly, but thank you.

Well, I owe Carter big.
You and Zach are a find.

Yeah. Yeah, we're a good team.
I mean,

I come up with the stories, I write
the dialogue, I draw the pages, and uh,

Zach handles
the late-night coffee runs.

Seriously, if you need a bone-dry cappuccino,
Zach's, he's your go-to guy, so...

Where is Zach anyway?
I thought he was coming.

I don't know. What is it, Saturday?
He's probably getting a haircut.

You wouldn't know it, but that guy
spends copious amounts of time grooming.

Let me ask you. Did you get, like,
a slight gay vibe from him at all?

- What?
- Excuse me.

- Hey, what's up? Girl-girl-girlfriend.
- Hey, Cohen, um, I need your help.

I'm actually in a meeting
right now with... with Reed.

Oh, okay. Well, uh, when you're done
with him, will you meet me at Marissa's?

Oh, my God, I love these Little
Miss Vixen sketches.

- Who's that?
- The waitress.

Anyways, I'm gonna
call you back in a little bit.

- Okay, bye.

- That's my mom.
- You call your mom "girlfriend"?

- Mrs. Cooper-Nichol?
- Yeah?

- Hey.
- Marissa. What are you doing here?

- Come on, I'm taking you out.
- What?

I'm taking you out.
It's your birthday. No arguments.

Okay. Okay. All right.
Let me get my keys.

Afraid someone's going
to steal your beanbag?

- Yeah, actually.
- Come on.

I can't believe I forgot my wallet.
It'll just take a second, okay?

- So where are we going to dinner?
- Well...

actually, I was thinking
maybe we could eat in.

Surprise.

Well, happy birthday, dude.

Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday.

Sorry, bro.

All right, we have hot dogs and
hamburgers and kielbasas for you.

Cohen learned how to use the grill this
summer. It's a major life achievement.

That's right. I grilled some corn.
I grilled some veggies.

I found something in Marissa's fridge,
I just... I grilled it.

Sounds great.

Marissa, I have to go out for a bit.
Can I trust you while I'm gone?

Yes, Mom.

It's only going to be us, and maybe
a couple girls from the charity league.

Well, I don't want to come home
and find I'm living in Delta house.

- Is that Ryan's brother?
- Yeah.

Okay. Well, since he's 21, I gues
it'd be okay if he had a beer.

But just one. See, I can be
a cool mom, too. Bye, honey.

One weekend we should
drive down to Swami's.

It's a little crowded,
but it's got a killer ride.

Count me in.

- Hey, Kirsten.
- Hey, Carter. You look nice.

Oh, thanks. Sandy told me
to spiff it up a bit.

Yeah, I didn't want him
to embarrass us.

That must be Erin.

I... I hope this isn't...
strange, or...

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

Yeah, because, this,
it wasn't my, uh... I didn't...

- Carter? You remember Erin?
- Yes, I do. Hi.

My wife, Kirsten.

- Nice to meet you.
- You, too.

I was just saying to Carter we should
go down to Swami's some weekend.

- What do you think?
- Sure, I'd love to.

Guys, come on outside. The best thing
about this place are the sunsets.

Lead the way.

You all go. I'll bring the wine.

Hey, Jules. Thanks for coming.

Just tell me what I'm doing here, hmm?

"If you want the rest, meet me"?
What do you expect to get, Lance?

- My life is already ruined.
- Look, I don't want anything.

Here. It's the rest of the tapes.

Look, just yesterday I got
offered $8,500 for them, but I said no.

What a gentleman.

So you want points for turning down eight
grand, after fleecing Caleb for $500,000?

- I didn't get a penny out of Caleb.
- What are you talking about?

Yeah, after he got the master tape, he had
me beaten up and threatened a lot worse.

But I guess he didn't tell you that.

No.

I thought he would just pay up.

You know, to protect his wife and all.

But I guess a guy like Caleb Nichol
doesn't mind taking chances.

Yeah, when it's my
reputation he's gambling.

Jules, I never meant to hurt you.
Honestly.

But after he did that...

well, you know what I'm like
when I think I'm being cheated.

Yeah, I remember.

Look, if I had the money now,
I would give it to you.

Every cent. But I don't.
I got nothing.

Not even the $8,500.

Got enough to buy me a drink?

Huh? So, uh, how many people would
you say you invited?

- Four.
- Me, too.

I don't even know four other people.

- Looks like word spread.
- Yeah.

- Hey, check out Zach and that hottie.
- Hey. That's, um...

...a very attractive woman.

She looks a little older, don't you think?
Like maybe she's in college?

- Yeah.
- I don't know.

Yeah, maybe he'll bring her out here.

I think I see somebody doing magic
by the pool. Let's go check that out.

Magic tricks, huh?
Definitely somebody you invited.

This is fine. You won't get in
trouble for this, right?

Yeah, it's not like
I'm throwing a rager.

- Is there a party here?
- Uh, yeah.

This is it! Come on!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Party!

- I think the word has spread.
- Yeah.

Excuse me. I'm sorry to interrupt
your drinking. I'm looking for, uh, Zach.

- He plays water polo, too.
- Are you talking to me, geek?

Oh, uh, I think, you know, the kicking
the comic book guy's ass

we're probably past it. Oh, your hand goes
all the way around. Kind of hard to breathe.

What the hell?
Hey, calm down. Stop it, man. Stop it!

I got a game tomorrow.

Yeah? Then I suggest you go home
and get some sleep.

- You okay?
- Thanks, dude. It's déjà vu.

O.C. party, attacked by water polo guys,
saved by an Atwood. Hello.

That was amazing.
Do you, like, know aikido or something?

Okay, I'll just go.

- I'm Jess.
- Uh, Trey. Nice tat.

- Thanks. It's a Buddha smoking a joint.
- That's very artistic.

I'd show you the rest, but
my boyfriend's probably watching.

- We can go somewhere else.
- Sure.

Hey, dude.

- You want to explain yourself, maybe?
- What are you talking about?

Dude, Reed. Remember the whole
professional ethics conversation we had?

Oh, yeah, like not letting me know
there was a meeting?

First of all, you were the guy. You're like,
"I have a laundry list of things to do."

- You telling her I'm gay?
- Now, I said gay vibe.

I distinctly remember saying gay vibe,
and the two are very different.

Okay, then how about me
getting you cappuccinos?

Bone dry? What does...
what does that even mean?

God, what is she, a court reporter?

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Look, okay?

I don't really want to get
into this right now, okay,

so you just look for your date,
and I'll look for mine.

Fine.

Finally, somewhere private.

- You don't go to Harbor, do you?
- No. I just moved here.

- From where?
- Prison.

- Did you kill someone?
- No. I stole a car.

So, what's a car thief doing
at a Newport rager?

Well, actually...
this is my birthday party.

Well, convict...

Time to open your present.

Oh, my gosh, no, but what was
the name of that other guy?

- Dwight.
- Oh, no. Oh. Dwight.

No, he-he had that birthmark. Oh.
No, I'm talking about the one...

the one who always said, oh, oh,
what was it? Oh, "bottom line".

Oh, my God. Everything was
"bottom line".

Like, yeah, "Vegas, bottom
line, you're going to get screwed."

Or he'd say,
"Bottom line, I'm..."

- What?
- Oh, my God.

- What?
- Do you remember this concert?

- Yeah. Threw your shirt at the band.
- No, no, no, that was the Ratt concert.

Uh, you went through a lot of shirts.

- This was actually pretty fun, but, um...
- Hold on. Don't go yet.

- One more drink... for Whitesnake.
- For Whitesnake.

- Yes!
- Bring it on.

Sorry.

Oh, no, come in. There are already a
couple people in the shower already.

Wonderful.

- Aren't you here with Zach?
- Yeah, I mean, just as friends.

- He's a great guy, isn't he?
- Oh, my God, so sweet and cute.

I can't believe he doesn't
have a girlfriend.

Well, some girls at our school
can be idiots.

I know this sounds crazy, but, uh, have
you ever heard of Little Miss Vixen?

Yeah, um... how do you know about
Little Miss Vixen? Do you know Seth?

Yeah. I'm working with him
on his comic book. I'm Reed.

You ass! He's a she!

- Hey, what are you doing?
- Reed's a girl!

Okay, I-I never said...

Don't you dare! Don't even pretend
that you didn't lie.

I just... I knew you would get
the wrong idea.

Oh, right, this is my fault,

because, of course, I wouldn't want to know
that my boyfriend met some gorgeous 23-year-old

who loves comics and thinks he's the next
Brian Bendis, whatever that means.

She said that she thinks
I'm the next Bendis?

- Oh, my God.
- Hey.

Summer, look, I'm sorry.
I should've told you, okay?

Zach!

- Zach, hey, are you leaving?
- Yeah.

- Can I get a ride?
- Um... yeah.

Summer, please.

Cohen, just shut up, 'cause even
when you're not lying, you're lying.

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn

Just like every cowboy sings
a sad, sad song

Every rose has its thorn.

- Poison rocked.
- They did, they did.

Oh, baby, I think it's
time to get you home.

Oh, yeah, home. Great. Home, yeah.
Caleb's going to divorce me.

Jules...

No, you know, he said he didn't
judge me about the whole...

you know, but... all during this trip,
he didn't even look at me. I mean,

and when he did, I could see it
in his eyes. He was... disgusted.

That's not true.

That's why I came home early.
I couldn't take it anymore.

So, yeah, uh, he'll divorce me.

I'll have no money, no career, no friends,
nothing... for me and my girls.

What if something was
to happen to Caleb?

What do you mean?

19 years ago, when you left me for
that guy, Cooper,

my life just felt like
it stopped, you know?

But seeing you again...
I feel like I'm finally waking up.

- It feels good.
- Lance...

No. What's happening
to you is my fault...

so if getting rid of Caleb means you and
your daughters will be taken care of...

I'll do it.

Looking good, man.

Hey! There you are.
And you're drinking water.

Someone's got to be responsible.

Oh, okay, that's it.

I don't even want
to deal with this.

Excuse me. This is my room.

- Oh. You want in?
- Get out.

Dude...

Your mom would understand, don't
you think, if she came home right now?

Oh, definitely.

I mean, she did say
Trey could have a beer.

All right, listen.

Thank you for everything
you've done for Trey.

If it wasn't for you,
he and I... You've been amazing.

I know what it's like to have someone
believe in you when no one else does.

Oh, my God.

- Who is it?!
- I don't know.

- Is she breathing?
- I don't know.

Get her out. Get her out.

Oh, I remember that article you
wrote in Revolutions

about those corporate heads
that cheated the stockholders.

I got sued for that one, too.

Yeah, but you were right.
Now look at Tyco and Enron.

Man, you were years
ahead of everyone else.

Still got sued.

You ever think about
holding back, playing it safe?

You know, at the risk
of sounding... pompous,

if you're not going to tell
the truth, what's the point?

Just a minute. Excuse me.

- Kirsten, dinner was... dinner was great.
- Oh, thank you.

I'm glad you both could make it.

- I'll be right there.
- What is it?

Apparently, the kids threw
a party for Trey,

and it got a little out of hand. Some girl
took drugs. She passed out in the pool.

Are Seth and Ryan okay?

All the kids are okay, but I-I... I got
to get over there. I-I'm so sorry.

No, no, it's fine.
Oh, I should move my, uh, car.

Thank you.

- I'll call you.
- Okay.

- Well, uh...
- Here, let me help you.

I'm so sorry things had to end this way.

I know. I had a great time.

- Carter seems really wonderful.
- He is. Just... be careful.

What do you mean?

- This divorce was really hard on him.
- He's divorced...

- and not over her yet, right?
- Well, I think he is.

It's just that the wounds are still raw.

But he's a great guy.
I-I-I just thought you should know.

No, I... I appreciate it. Thank you.

- She going to be okay?
- Stand back.

Hey, what's going on?

- Where you been?
- I, uh...

What, you know her?

Seth, Ryan, everybody okay?

- What about the girl?
- We don't know.

- Do you live here?
- No. Uh, my name's Sandy Cohen.

I'm responsible for these four.

- Who lives here?
- I do.

Where's your parents?

My mom's out-- I tried her cell,
but she's not answering.

Okay, you're going to have to turn
around, miss. Gonna have to take you in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, officer, what are you doing?

Sir, we found a bag of ecstasy, and I'm
betting that somebody gave it to that girl.

Till I find out who supplied the drugs,
I'm arresting the owner of the house.

I gave 'em to her.
I brought the drugs.

- Trey...
- Sorry

Well, keep your mouth shut.

I'll meet you in jail.
Officer, I'm his lawyer.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney
before questioning-- do you understand?

Yeah.