The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 2, Episode 24 - The Dearly Beloved - full transcript

Previously on The O.C.:

You were in Miami.

Marissa and I,
we got drunk together.

And you came on to her.

TREY:
She threw herself at me.

What am I supposed to think?

I didn't hook
up with him.

I am a good mother.

You're also an alcoholic.

I may like my Chardonnay,

but I am not going to die alone,



and that's more than
I can say for you!

Cal!

It's about your father.

He's dead.

SANDY:
I can meet you right away.

I want to.

I have a funeral to go to
in a couple of hours,

so I got to keep it brief,
but...

the sooner the better.

Thank you.

Hey.
Hey.

Everything okay?

Been better.

Sorry about everything.



That's okay, sweetie.

He loved you very much.

Yeah. I'm going
to miss him.

Need anything?
No. I'm just looking

for my cell phone charger.
My battery's dead.

There might be a charger
in your dad's office.

I'm going to get ready.

All right.

Oh. Hi.
Hi.

How you doing?

Well, I was depressed.

Now I'm depressed
and confused.

It's a rehab center.
Where did you get this?

My dad's office.

I don't think he's
trying to kick bagels.

RYAN:
I don't think it's for your dad.

( piano and acoustic guitar
strumming gentle melody )

S02E24
The Dearly Beloved

* California, here we come *

* Right back where
we started from *

* California *

* California... *

Why don't you tell
me a little more

about your wife--
about her history.

Yeah, well, Kirsten's always
enjoyed a glass of wine or two.

But, in the last
few months,

it's changed--
she's changed.

Changed how?

Well, she switched
to vodka, for starters.

Last week, she
had a car accident.

And now I'm afraid,
with the loss of her father,

things are going
to get worse.

I assume you'd want her
to have a residential treatment.

As you can see,
we provide

a confidential and peaceful
environment for recovery.

You know, Doctor,
I... I might be overreacting.

I know how hard
it is to accept.

We all want to think
we can get someone we love

through something
like this.

She's not going
to come voluntarily.

Very few of our patients
check themselves in.

( knocking on door )

I'm getting ready.

Hey. All my black dresses look

like they should be accessorized
with a broomstick.

Do you have anything
I can borrow?

It's a funeral, Mom,

not a fashion show.

Sorry. Um... look, let me see
what I've got, okay?

Wait. I can do it.

No. You've been through
more than enough.

I didn't mean to be a bitch.

Apples and trees.
You are my daughter.

Which means
I must have something

that'll look great on you.

( doorbell rings )

Dad.

Hey, kiddo.

Hey.

Hey, Jules.

Jimmy. What are you doing here?

You didn't think
I'd leave you two alone

during all this, did you?

Oh, I can see how you might,
but I'm... I'm so sorry.

I really am.

It's really good to see you.

Yeah. Really good.

Well, I'm sure
it's been a hard week

but, uh... we'll get through it.

Hey, sis.

Hi.

Oh, it's so good
to see you.

He said his heart thing
was no big deal.

Not worth flying home for.

He didn't want
to worry you.

You were
his little girl.

I know.
After all these years,

I caused him nothing
but stress and anxiety.

Nothing made
him more proud

than seeing you get
your life together.

Me? Last time
I saw him,

I told him he was
going to die alone.

( knocking on door )

Hi.

Hey, Cohen.

Captain Oats around?

I brought him
some company.

Princess Sparkle,

you're in my room.
Yeah.

I figured Oats
would be pretty down--

could use the companionship of someone
sweet and pretty, with shinier hair.

That would just, you know,
be there for him.

Yeah. Well, the captain's
pretty lucky.

Yeah, well, if he
gets fresh with her,

it's straight
to the glue factory.

Hi.

Hi.

I know you and your grandpa
were close.

It's actually my mom
that I'm worried about.

Your mom?

Yeah. This morning,

I was in
my dad's office,

and I found a, uh...

like a brochure
for rehab.

Oh, my God.

Has she been drinking a lot?

Well, I mean, she's a WASP,
living in Orange County,

so it's all relative, right?

I don't know.
She has a glass

of wine at dinner--
maybe two.

Any more than that?

That's the thing.

I've been so self-involved
this past year,

I don't even know.
I have no idea.

I'm sure it's, you know,
at least partially my fault.

I know running away was really
hard on her last summer, and...

Cohen, no offense, but you're
being self-involved again.

I think this is bigger than you.

( sighs )

I should go
put on my tie.

It always takes me
a few tries.

Yeah.

I didn't think
you got up this early.

Maybe I haven't
been to sleep yet.

Something's come up.

What's going on?

It's graduation time.

which always means big business.

Got a call
from a couple of kids

who basically supply
Garden Grove.

I'm real happy for you.

For us.

It's going to be huge--
like, 15 grand.

I'll give you half.

And why would you do that?

'Cause I need your help.

Where the hell
did you get that?

Do you know
how to use it?

I'm not, like,
a sniper or anything.

Can you point it
at somebody like you mean it?

Then you get half.

Now...

I definitely...

need to get some sleep.

Hi.

Thanks for coming.

MAN:
We are gathered here today

to pay our last respects
to Caleb Nichol.

His loss is felt across
the county-- across the...

SANDY: Caleb Nichol
was not a man of many words.

He was, however,
a brilliant man.

He leaves a legacy
of possibility.

But his true achievement
were his children.

He was a caring father.

A wonderful grandfather.

A truly terrible father-in-law.

HAILEY: "Thou I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,
for you are with me."

SANDY: So, he may be gone,
but he won't soon be forgotten.

Rest in peace, Cal.

And if you can't do that,

I'm sure Heaven could use
a few more McMansions.

What are you doing here?

You know, I do
work for a living.

Yeah? Well, keep hanging out
with me,

and soon you won't have to.

Let me ask
you a question.

Why don't you ever
worry about, like,

calculus or
Mayan history,

like a normal
teenager?

Bad parenting.

So, looks like

everything's gonna go down
tonight.

And it's gonna go down here.

Whoa, whoa.
What do you mean here?

I needed someplace public.

The last kid who sold

to these guys ended up
with a tire iron

upside the head.
Great.

Look, if you don't want
to do it...

Look, I said I'm gonna do it,
and I will.

But after this, I am done.

I figured if I
didn't initiate,

you wouldn't
talk to me.

Hailey, hey.

No, I'm sorry.
I had my hands full with

Julie and Marissa.

So you don't totally hate me
for bailing on you?

People in glass houses, Hail.

So, you moved to Hawaii.

How is it?

Ah. It's fantastic.

You would not believe
the North Shore.

So I've heard.

Thank you for coming.

JIMMY:
She's, uh...

She's taking it
pretty hard, huh?

I've never seen
her like this.

You know, we have bartenders
we're paying to do that.

I don't like waiting in line.

No, honey, it's
still early.

This thing's gonna be
going on for a while.

Maybe you want
to pace yourself.

( sighs )

Maybe I don't.

My father just died.

Maybe you want to lay off
the Kirsten drink count

for a while.

( liquid pouring )

Look, I know you're upset.

You're right. I am.

If it would help,

I could take over
"Kirsten Watch" for a while.

I don't know if
anything's gonna help.

So then let her glower at me.
I'm used to it.

Unfortunately,
so am I these days.

Thank you, Julie.

( sighs )

Okay, I have officially talked

to every pillar
in the community.

I'm sick of pillars.

At least you don't have
everyone asking if you're the guy

that burned down
Caleb's model home

and caused him to have
his first heart attack.

Yeah, well, everyone's
looking at me

like I'm the grieving
stepdaughter.

I don't think the guy
could stand me.

Okay, where is Summer?

Is she smoking
the salmon herself?

You guys want to hide out
in the pool house?

Oh, so bad.

Hey, Mrs. Cohen.

I thought you
might be hungry.

Oh, no thank you, Summer.

Well, if my stepmother
taught me anything,

it's to never drink
on an empty stomach.

Thanks for the tip.

Hey, Summer.

Hey, Mr. C.

Boy, you really cleaned out
the buffet, huh?

Well, I have extra
if you want any.

I am powerless
before a whitefish.

( chuckles )

Hey, could you do me
a little favor?

This thing is gonna be
going on for a little while.

And you know
Seth's been through a lot

in the last couple of days,

and it might be a great idea
if you could

get him out of the house
for a little while.

Yeah. Sure thing.

Thanks.

( weapons buzzing )

( door opens )

Hey.

Hey.

Um, funeral food is,
like, so depressing.

I thought maybe we could
go get some chili fries

and maybe stop by
the Bait Shop or something?

Good idea.

Hey, Ryan, you don't think
Trey'll be there, do you?

No, he's on
day shifts.

Be fine. Promise.

Do I still even work here?

I should find out
for tax purposes.

( sighs )

You've got to be kidding me.

Great.

Hey. Man, I'm so sorry
about your grandfather.

Yeah, thanks.

What are you
doing here?

I came back to pick up
a paycheck.

Paychecks are handed
out on Mondays.

Even I know that.

I think
I've been fired.

Yeah?

When was that?

You guys are dressed up.

We just came from, uh,
my grandfather's funeral.

Oh. Well, he was
probably pretty old.

Ready, Trey?

Bye, party people.

You guys want to go maybe
grab us some seats?

Yeah, we'll get drinks.

Okay. Come on.

It's bad enough
this has to go down

at the place I work at,
but with Ryan here?

What, afraid you're
gonna look bad

in front of
Marissa Cooper?

No, I just think we should
go someplace else--

the pier, whatever.

It's too late.

Our friends are
already on their way.

Now, is it loaded?

Okay, Coop...

you want to tell me
what that was about

between you and Trey?

What are you
talking about?

Oh, I don't know,
gamma rays of hate

shooting out
of your eyeballs.

I mean, problems with Ryan,
a weird tension with Trey.

One girl, two brothers--

it's all a little
Legends of the Fall.

Hmm.

I never saw that one.

Hi.

I guess if I still worked here,
I could make the drinks myself.

So how are you, man?

Not good, my head's
all over the place.

I still haven't had a chance
to talk to my dad.

Hey...

Two Yoo-hoos and a couple
of smoothie chasers, please.

And what about you?

I mean, how's work,
how's the family?

Well, actually, not so good.

You know, you left,

boy, just before things
got really crazy.

Yeah, well, that was
the idea, I guess.

Sandy...

I need your help.

Hmm.

Excuse me.

Oh, for God's sake, Kirsten,
at least use a glass.

Oh, for God's sake, Sandy,
just leave me alone.

It's been a long day,

and I bet you could probably
use a little sleep.

I feel okay.

Come on,
let's just go to bed.

Get your hands off me!

( sighs )

Are you happy?

Kirsten...

I'm okay.

Jimmy, I'm okay.

No...

I got you. I got you.
It's okay.

( inhaling )

You got the money?

Have your taste,
then we're all good.

( inhaling )

The speed here in the bag,
same quality.

Actually, we don't have
enough to cover the coke.

How 'bout we set up
a payment plan, like we plan

to pay you
when we feel like it.

Yo, what's up?
We had a deal!

We're renegotiating,
Garden Grove-style.

What are you
gonna do about it,

you little
Newport bi-atch?

Who's the bitch now, huh?

What the hell do you think
you're doing, Jess?

Give me my money,
get in your rice rocket,

and drive away.

You're gonna have to shoot me.

( two gunshots )

Get down!

Is everybody okay?

Marissa?!

Oh, my gosh!

( coughs )

Just broken glass.

Wait.

Hold on.

Where is she?

Sleeping it off.

How long has this
been going on?

Too long.

You know, last night
sealed the deal.

She's getting help
whether she wants it or not.

Speaking of help...

how can I?

Well, I'm gonna need

to talk to the boys privately.

I, I don't know what they know.

I could get her
out of the house.

Maybe a day at the spa.

Thanks, Hail.

Yeah.

( knocking )

Hey.

Had a feeling
I'd see you.

Can I, uh,
can I come in?

Yeah. Yeah.

You want something

to drink, like,
water, I guess?

What happened last night?

( sighs )

I was helping Jess out,

and it got a little
out of control, man.

Story of your life, right?

Yeah, but that was it, man.

I told her I'm done.

Done.
Heard that before, too.

Dude, I know, but

Jess turned out to be a little
crazier than I expected.

Really? That's a
surprise, considering

you met her face-
down in a pool.

I screwed up, Ryan.

I know that. What do you
want me to say?

I don't want you
to say anything...

Anymore.

We gave it a shot.

We tried to make it work.

I... swear to God, Ryan.

I want you out of Newport.

Come on, man.

We're brothers.

We're blood, Ryan.
Granted,

I got a little
more of Dad's bad luck.

You got to go, Trey.

Okay.

I'll be gone first
thing in the morning.

Okay.

I figured you hadn't learned

how to brew coffee yet.

Okay. Marrying Caleb
didn't exactly

turn me into a
domestic goddess.

And I brought
your favorite

powdered-sugar doughnuts
from 7-Eleven.

Thank you.

( chuckles )

So, listen--

I was hoping
you, me, Marissa

take the boat out,
sail to Catalina today.

Oh, well, except
Marissa won't be up

till close to
sundown, so, hmm.

Well, then, uh,
how about you and I go?

You and me.

Grab some lobsters--
dead ones, of course--

hang out, have lunch.

Wow.

We haven't done that in,
like, a million years.

Since before we were married.

Okay.

I'll write Marissa a note.

Hey.
Hey.

Just making some cereal.
You want some?

No, I'm good, thanks.

Boy, we got a lot
of leftovers,

and the food is still
arriving by the truckload.

Yeah, it's the silver
lining of any funeral.

How's Mom?
Is she up yet?

Yeah.

She's spending the day
at a spa with Hailey,

getting a little R&R.

Well, that's good.

She could use a day to relax.

She hasn't really been
too, uh, Mom-esque lately.

Well, that's true.

She's suffering right now.

Well, she was really
close to Grandpa, so...

Oh, it's bigger
than that, Seth.

Your mother has
a drinking problem.

She needs help.

Oh.

You mean like that
rehab brochure I found,

you just forgot to mention.

I've been waiting
for the right time, and...

I'd been hoping
I could do this myself.

Maybe we can.

So she's drinking.
We ask her to stop.

We don't have to
send her away.

She can't stop.

She's tried.

There's a doctor
coming here this afternoon.

He's gonna help us
stage an intervention.

What?!

Wha...

Is this is like an
after-school special?

Her dad died. She's sad.

She's having a few drinks.

This has been going on
for a long time.

The car accident she had?

Yeah?

Did you know she
had been drinking?

No, I didn't, because
you never told me.

You never told me anything

until right now,
and you expect me

to help you
ship her off.

We're trying to help her.

You know, how
do I know

you didn't cause
her to drink?

Something weird's been going on
between you two all year.

I get that you're upset.
I'm upset, too.

Okay, well, if your way of
showing that you're upset

is shipping her off so you don't
have to deal with her,

that's fine-- I'm just not
gonna be a part of it.

You are a part of it,
whether you want to be or not.

You want to run away again?

Get in your boat
and sail away?

Your mother needs you.

Come on in, Ryan.
You should hear this.

Yeah. Apparently Mom's a drunk
and today's the intervention,

so, plan your afternoon
accordingly.

If you want,
I can talk to him,

tell him you're doing
the right thing, 'cause you are.

Thanks.

But that's my job.

( knocking )

Come in.

Hey.

How is your head?

Um...

okay.

It's just a scratch.

Well, I was thinking,

after the past few
days you've had,

some pancakes on the pier
and some serious sunbathing

could be just
what the doctor ordered.

That is, if
I had a Ph.D.

Yeah, well, you don't
have to take care of me.

Are you kidding?

After that scene from Scarface
we just lived through?

I could use a short stack stat.

All right, well,
I appreciate it.

Good.

So we'll go.

Just as soon as you
tell me what's going on.

Huh?

The weird bruise on your neck
and a bad excuse from you.

Weird tension
with Trey,

and then you
don't even bother

to make up an excuse.

Marissa, please
don't lie to me.

I'm your best friend,
and I know something happened.

Please, just tell me
what's going on.

( crying )

Coop?

( crying harder )

Coop?

Oh, sweetie.

Maybe I should have
told you earlier.

I don't know.

They left that chapter
out of the manual.

How long
would she go away for?

Well, as long
as it takes.

Months, maybe.

This isn't...

This isn't supposed
to happen to us.

We're not that family.

Every family's got their issues.

This is ours.

I just don't think I can do it.

Not to Mom.

I get it.

( doorbell rings )

That's the doctor
from the clinic.

We'll be downstairs.

I'm sorry.

How are you feeling?

Better, thanks.

It was just what I needed.

That deep-tissue massage
worked miracles.

That's good.

We should call
the house and see

if they want us
to pick up any food.

We should probably
just go home.

You know, there's
a lot of leftovers.

Hello! Anyone home?

Hey.

Oh, hey.

Why don't you
come into the kitchen.

I need to talk to you.

You're acting
awfully mysterious.

Oh. I didn't know

we had company.

Hi, I'm Dr. Kenneth Woodruff.

I'm a counselor
at the Suriak

Drug and Alcohol Abuse
Rehabilitation Center.

Uh, okay. Does someone

want to tell me
what's going on?

Your family requested
that I be here today

to help them
lead an intervention.

Uh, what for? Why?

We are all
here because

we are worried that, uh, you
have an addiction to alcohol.

Each person here wants
to share their concern for you.

Well, that's very nice of
everybody, but not necessary.

Sandy, you go first?

I'm so sorry, honey.

How hard this must be
for you to hear.

I don't want you to hurt
yourself anymore.

Sandy, don't you think
you're overreacting?

I mean, everybody's
overreacting.

WOODRUFF:
Hailey?

Please. Now you.

Keeks.

You know our history.

You know Mom battled it,
and you know

if it was me, you'd be
doing the same thing.

I don't know that.

All the time you were
partying and doing drugs,

I just encouraged you
to make better choices.

I didn't lock you up.

Ryan.

Oh, don't you say a word.

I let you into
this house.

Yeah, you did,
because my own mom

couldn't take care of me,

because she
wouldn't get help,

even though
I asked her to.

I don't want to see that happen
again to someone I love.

I don't know who you are

or what you're
doing here...

...but I am not going.

Mom, please, you
got to do this.

TV ANNOUNCER:
A dark complexion, a light complexion...

( dramatic music plays )

Earnings per share by 12 cents
to 15 cents.

The company als...

Aren't you glad you got to
come back for all this fun?

Actually... I am.

I'll put the bag

in the car.

I'll see you soon, sis.

I'm so sorry
that I put you both

through this.

Just get better.

I will.

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Don't worry about Dad.

We'll set up a stage
in the living room.

Give him a microphone
and the music

to Starlight Express.

I got the take-out
menus covered.

I'll order.
I'm good with the phone.

We'll be fine, really.

I love you both so much.

( crying )

( starts engine )

All right, come on.

You and me, rematch.

( laughing )

Well, James, other than
those disgusting mussels

you made me eat...

( laughs )

...this was actually
pretty fun.

Well, you're entitled
to a little fun.

Oh, it's just...
I feel so guilty.

About what, smiling the day
after your husband's funeral?

I mean, let's face it.

That marriage
wasn't exactly...

What we had.

Nothing ever will be.

What if I decided to stay?

What if, you know,
we gave it another shot?

We're both older
and wiser now.

Well, I'm certainly wiser.

( chuckles )

Going somewhere?

I don't know where I'm going,
but I'm going.

We could take off together.
Yeah, Jess?

And where would we go?

Vegas.

You a gambler, Trey?

I hooked up with you.

I'm gonna go home and pack,

steal my stepdad's Beemer...

And I'll be back at 8:00.

This whole floating
in the pool thing

is not really helping.

Yeah, I hear you.

Neither are
those video games

or the wisdom
of Chuck Klosterman.

You know what?
We should get out of the house.

Hit up an old age home.

Some shuffleboard action.

I'm not really in the mood
for old people.

IMAX movie?

Something with sharks, huh?

All right.
I like sharks.

( doorbell rings )

( sighs ): The way things have been going,
I'd bet that's Oliver.

Hey.
Hey.

Can I talk to you... alone?

What's going on?
Everything okay?

No.

Look, I'm really sorry
to pile on in terms of,

like, the worst news ever.

Hey.

It's okay.
What's the matter?

When you and Ryan were in Miami,
Trey and Marissa...

Yeah...?

He attacked her, Seth.

What do you mean?

He forced himself on her.

He tried to...

But she didn't tell Ryan
because, you know, he's Ryan,

and who knows
what he would do.

Well, he has to know.

You think?

Yeah, look, if last night wasn't
proof enough, Trey's crazy.

What if he
attacks you next?

I can't not
tell him.

How are you gonna tell him?

Welcome.

I'll show you
to your room,

but first, I need to
check your bag, Kirsten.

Uh, it's standard
procedure.

Oh, it's a good-size bed.

Oh, nice sheets.

High thread count.

Nice TV.

Lot of channels.

I'll bet you get a lot
of reading done here.

Yeah.

( knocking on door )

Excuse me.

Mrs. Cohen, we're having

a meeting for
new guests.

What time is
the meeting over?

I just want to make sure
I'm home when you call.

Actually, uh,

she won't be able to make

any phone calls for 72 hours.

It's detox.

Oh.

Could you give us
just a minute?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry, Sandy.

What I said to you,

put you through.

And we can bend this thing.

Doesn't mean
it's gonna break.

( sighs )

( knocking on door )

Hey.

Hey.

We should probably go.

IMAX movies have previews.

Uh, maybe we should
skip the movie, actually.

Do you want to sit down maybe?

Or stand up,
or whatever?

What's going on?

( sighs )

Uh, my-my dad just called.

Uh, said my mom
just landed at the place.

It's really beautiful,
and...

That's good, man.

Yeah, but also something more.

But before I tell you,

you got to promise
you're gonna stay calm,

you're not gonna get all
old-school Ryan Atwood.

What is it?

Well, it's upsetting.

Yeah, we covered that.

So, I know what happened
with Trey and Marissa,

like, what really happened.

What do you mean?

I guess, while we were away,
he sort of, like, attacked her

or something,
kind of forced himself on her.

I mean, nothing happened.

She fought him off,
but it's...

it's why he's got
the cut on his head.

All year, I have tried to be
a different person.

I can't do that anymore.

Wait, Ryan,
what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna settle this with Trey.

Once and for all.

What are you guys doing?

Oh, well, we thought
we'd have dinner as a family.

Okay.

And, uh, breakfast.

Uh-huh.

What's going on here?

Well, your father's
going to stay with us

while we get settled,

and then maybe
after that.

If that's okay with you.

And with Kaitlin
coming home

from boarding school
this summer,

we were talking about
taking a family trip, maybe.

Again, if that's okay with you.

Anything to have you back, Dad.

Thanks, kiddo.

I'd really love for us
to be a family again.

The Coopers making a comeback.

Who'd have thunk it?

( cell phone rings )

Oh, sorry, one sec.

Hey, can I call you back?

Actually, no.
There's a problem.

What's going on?

Well, we're on our way
to Trey's, but you're closer.

Maybe you can stop him.

What are you talking about?

Ryan knows.

( engine revs, tires screech )

( banging )

Hey, Ry...

I know what happened.

I know what happened
with you and Marissa.

How could you, man?

I would have done
anything for you.

Man, I was messed up.
I was stoned.

It wasn't my idea, Trey.

I didn't want
to steal that car.

Yeah, well, hey, man,
I went away for it,

and, uh, you got
the good life.

So you had to destroy it?

You had to hurt her, huh?!

No, no!

Hey, okay, okay.

Listen, man,

we're gonna calm down, and
we're gonna calm down right now,

okay?
What are you gonna do, shoot me?

Is that how this ends?

No.

No, how this ends
is up to you...

and whether or not
you walk away right now.

Walk away.

( yelling )

( grunts )

( both grunting )

( screaming )

( both grunting )

Oh, my God, stop it.
You're killing him!

Trey, get off of him, please!

Please, stop it!
You're killing him!

Stop it!
( growls )

You're gonna kill him!

by paulonline