The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 3, Episode 2 - The Shape of Things to Come - full transcript

Previously on The O.C.

You're going to get
through this, Coop.

I shot someone, Sum.

Are we okay?

Why wouldn't we be?

'Cause since that night, we
haven't really talked about it.

What are you doing
back in Newport?

Caleb dies, boom--
suddenly, you show up.

We'll collect on Caleb's will,

and we'll go back to being
a normal, happy family.

No matter how hard I worked,
or how hard I tried...



It was never enough.

Hi, I'm Charlotte Morgan.

KIRSTEN:
I'm not going back to my husband

and my boys until I know

that I'll never
let them down again.

You should be coming home
any day now, right?

Morning, Dad.

Hey, you're just in time
for breakfast.

Who wants cereal?

We have cereal?

Yeah, I found some
tucked away in a cabinet.

Cereal doesn't go bad,
does it?

No, but milk does.

How 'bout some hummus?



For breakfast?

Sure.

With a side of...
of sesame beef.

Breakfast of champions.

As much as I love botulism,
I'll pass.

Yeah, I'm going to stick
with coffee.

Come on, you guys.
We got to eat together.

It's a special day.
You're both seniors.

It's just registration.

SANDY:
It's a coming-of-age moment.

We Cohens love
coming-of-age moments.

You should have seen this guy
at my bar mitzvah.

He was frothing at the mouth.

I was excited then,
I'm excited now.

I'm proud of you both.
And so is your mom,

even though she's not here
to tell you about it.

Or prevent us from living
in a cesspool.

Boy, she kept this place
in tip-top shape

without so much
as picking up a sponge.

Yeah, how did
she do that?

Oh, her presence
kept us neat, Ryan.

It's that Protestant evil eye.

It's a powerful thing.

She's a woman
of many talents.

We can have dinner
tonight, right?

Yeah, sure,
just the three of us.

Yeah, Ryan'll even clean up.

He will.

( doorbell rings )

I'll pick up the steaks.

Boy, you've got some
nerve showing up here.

Look, I apologize for...

our little misunderstanding.

Oh, so I misunderstood.

You didn't try to frame
Ryan for the shooting.

Sandy, I only did
what any parent would do.

I was trying
to keep my family afloat.

Yeah, by using
my kid as a raft.

You can lecture me later,
but right now,

we need to put
our differences behind us,

because we have
bigger problems.

What's happened now?

I got a call from the school
this morning.

Apparently,
the parents are protesting.

They want Ryan and Marissa out.

Oh, I should have seen
that coming.

I'll stop by there
and talk to them.

No, you don't get it.

They have a petition.
They filed a motion.

See you, Dad.

Have a good day.

Sandy, unless we can
put a stop to this,

Ryan and Marissa
are getting expelled.

( piano and acoustic guitar
strumming gentle melody )

S03E02
The Shape of Things to Come

* California, here we come

* Right back where
we started from *

* California

* California... *

MARISSA:
And we'll take the pancakes

with extra butter.

Wow, that's the last time

we'll ever order pancakes
before registration.

And that's a sad thing
to you?

Yeah, it is sad.

Everything we do this
year is for the last time.

It's like a
farewell tour.

Actually, after the summer
we've had,

that doesn't sound
so terrible...

if we can make it
through this year.

Yeah, if we can get
through graduation.

With no major traumas.

Then I'll be happy.

No, you guys, that
is unacceptable.

Look, I know
that our summer sucked.

To say the least.

But we made
it through it.

No one is in juvy
or in a jumpsuit.

I think Marissa
would have worn one well.

I do.

It's the right cut
on you.

The point is,
the four of us are together

and it's our senior year,

so it's our last time
to make everything all-time.

Hmm.

She makes a good point.

She's becoming
quite the motivational speaker.

MARISSA:
Okay, Sum.

You win.
It'll be the best year ever.

Thank you. High five.

Best year ever!

Jimmy couldn't make it?

He's working.

A business associate
from Hawaii showed up.

Ah, just as well.

One Montague,
one Capulet,

that should be plenty.

Sandy, Julie, come on in.

You have to understand--

no student at Harbor has ever
been involved in a shooting.

And I know, as principal,
you have to do something, but...

if you could please avoid
expulsion.

There is a
petition circling

amongst the parents--

almost a thousand
signatures.

It's hard to ignore
that kind of outcry.

Dr. Kim, you know
my daughter, right?

Tall, pretty,
wears Chanel--

not exactly
what you'd call "gangsta."

Look, the
bottom line is,

Marissa and Ryan
are good kids.

They deserve to graduate
with their friends.

And if it were up to me,
they would.

But it is up to you.
I mean, you're the principal.

The board thought
it would be a good idea

to bring in someone new,

a specialist in
school safety.

Oh, you mean
like a hall monitor?

Flattering, but actually
more like dean of discipline.

Jack Hess. Nice
to meet you.

Sandy Cohen.
Julie Cooper-Nichol.

I'm very anxious
to talk about Marissa.

And Ryan.

Thanks, but I don't really think
that'll be necessary.

I read their files,

talked to the
arresting officers.

I know what
I'm dealing with.

Well, you never really know
what you're dealing with

until you talk to the kid.

I was a P.D.
in the juvenile system

for a number of years,
and I...

well, I've seen my fair share
of kids in trouble.

So have I, Mr. Cohen.

Got a master's
in education,

taught six years in
boarding schools back East.

I like to think
I know what I'm doing.

I hope so.

These kids very much want
to go to college.

If you kick 'em out,
they've got no shot.

Well, frankly... I'm not here
to make everyone happy.

I'll let you know my answer
by this evening.

Jimmy!

Another scotch on the rocks
for my friend.

Oh, friend.

That's a... that's
a good sign.

You know I like you,
Jimmy,

even though you test
my patience.

Ah. Thank you.

Soon. You, uh, will
have the money soon.

Think you said that
two months ago.

Yeah, well the will's
going to be read any day now.

You got to... you
got to believe me.

I believed you before

when you said you were going
to sell me a boat,

but you pissed away my deposit
on some crazy stock venture.

Do we have to... do we
have to relive this?

Point is, I'm nice...

but I'm not as nice
as I look.

I got a lot of friends
who'd be more than happy

to take care
of this for me.

All I got to do
is pick up the phone.

You're going to
have your money.

( sighs ):
I promise.

( glasses clink )

Coop, you need a wheelbarrow
for that binder.

That thing's a monster.

Well, it's everything I need
for Kickoff Carnival:

waivers, invoices,
vendor contract.

Ow. That is so
boring, it hurts.

So I take it
you won't be joining us

for social committee
this year.

Hmm, let me think
about it. No.

Sum, it's our last year.

What happened
to living every moment?

Well, Coop, you
know how I feel

about school-
sponsored events--

love to go to them,
hate to plan them.

I prefer not to look
behind the curtain.

You see, if
I join clubs,

I'll have to hang out
with girls like that.

Taylor Townsend?

Okay, guys?

I spent the whole summer working
on your Kickoff Carnival,

so I have tons
of great ideas.

I mean, I didn't even have
a vacation.

( laughs ):
But, you know, someone has to do it, right?

Coop, she's totally
stealing your meeting.

Yeah, well,
she's been fighting me

for social chair
since, like, freshman year.

God. Nothing I hate
more than perky blondes

who want to take
over the world.

Come on.

Taylor.

Hey. Uh, think
you're at Marissa's podium.

Marissa.

I'm sorry. I just went
ahead and guessed

that you weren't going
to be making it today.

Oh. Well, here I am.

Well, I just assumed,
with everything

that you've been
through this summer,

you know, with the...

Right.

Well, I'm fine. Thanks.

You are so strong.

But, listen, sweetie,
if it gets to be too much,

you just holler.

I can totally take over,

since I pretty much did the
whole thing myself last year.

( laughs ):
Uh-uh.

Yeah, that's great
and everything,

but you want to take your
stuff off the podium now?

Absolutely.

I'll just be
gone in a jiff.

Okay. Let's go.

( whispering ):
Bye.

Oh, that bitch
is going down.

You sure you don't need
a Haz-Mat suit in there?

Oh, my God, look at this.

Chicken skewers
from the Fourth of July.

Those things fossilized yet?

Yeah. What are you doing?

Making a Seth Cohen starter pack
for Mom, rehab edition.

Got their new
Klausserman,

got Cray Thompson's Blankets,
and I got Motley Crue's Dirt.

Figured it'd help put Mom's
indiscretions in perspective.

Very thoughtful. All right,
that's pretty much everything.

You want to give me a hand here?

( sighs )

How are things with
you and Marissa?

Oh, they're fine.

Fine?

They're fine?

Yeah, why wouldn't
they be fine?

I don't know, 'cause
she shot your brother?

Throw the average couple
for a loop.

Look, we've been
living and breathing

with it all summer,
and now it's over.

We just want to
put it behind us.

But you guys have talked
about it, right?

I mean, you've
hashed it out?

We don't need to.

Dude, Summer and I fought
over a comic book for a year.

Yeah, what's
your point?

It's just, if I've learned
anything from being with Summer,

it's that every issue
in a relationship snowballs,

even the small things.

You got to deal with it,
or eventually,

it'll come between you.

Skipping town?

Ah, yeah.

Checking out tomorrow.

( chuckles ):
You?

Yeah. Almost all packed.

Oh, I just can't wait

to get back
to my family,

my... my house, my bed.

Still, I know you were, um...
worried about going too soon.

Well, I-I-I can't say
that I... I feel really ready,

but I'm guessing that's normal.

Absolutely.

Going home's the trickiest part
of recovery.

The last time
I went straight home,

I relapsed almost immediately.

I mean, after being here
in this bubble,

it can be a shock
to your system.

So this time, I am planning
on making a pit stop.

Well, that seems
like a good idea.

My father has
a-a cottage

at Lake Arrowhead--

totally remote and empty,

which makes it
the perfect halfway house.

Makes sense.

I mean, if there's one thing we've
learned here, it's to do things in steps.

You know, there's a lot
of extra room.

I-I mean, I know
you want to get home,

but if you're having
any second thoughts...

Just think about it.

Thanks.

So, have you heard anything?

About Marissa?

Is there another crisis
we're dealing with?

Of course not, no.

Uh, uh, school
hasn't called yet.

So, how was your drink
with that client?

Did you sell him
a fleet of yachts?

It was, uh... it was fine.

Look, I-I-I know
you're worried

about Marissa, but
you never know.

She could catch a break.

Marissa catch a break?

That'd be a first.

I don't know.

Cooper family's been
on a bit of a...

lucky streak recently.

My husband died in a pool.

Our daughter's
about to be expelled.

What do you define as lucky?

You and I got
back together.

And thank God, because it's
the only thing keeping me sane.

I, uh... I-I, um...
left my wallet in the car.

Jimmy.

Can't we just...
put it on Cal's tab?

Yeah, why not?

We've charged a summer's worth
of drinks to him.

( phone rings )

Julie Cooper-Nichol.

( whispering ):
It's the dean.

SANDY:
Oh, I understand, Dean.

And this decision
is final?

Is there any way
I can get you to reconsider?

There'll be an opportunity
for appeal?

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

I just want you to know, I...

I think you're making
a huge mistake.

Steaks ready?

Shh. Grilling
is an art form, Ryan.

It can't be rushed.

Hey, guys.

SETH:
Hey, you want yours rare, Dad?

Sure.

RYAN:
What's wrong?

I got some bad news.

I had a meeting at the school today,
and they're concerned

about bringing you and Marissa
back after what happened.

I'm getting kicked out.

No, you're not.

But Marissa is.

"Dirt:

the Motley Crue Story."

Well, that ought to put
things in perspective.

Our son has a very strange take
on self-help.

( chuckles )

Oh, how are the boys?

I miss 'em.

They're great.
They miss you like crazy.

But I'm guessing they're going
to be seeing you soon.

Taking that suitcase
as a good sign.

I am leaving.

Oh, honey, that's great news.

Your timing
couldn't be better.

We cleaned up the house.

It was... it was a pit.

Sandy, I'm not
coming home.

I'm going to Lake
Arrowhead with a friend.

A friend?

Her name is Charlotte.

She has a lot
of experience

with these things,
the dangers of relapse.

Honey, if you're thinking
about relapse,

w-why check out at all?

I'm not saying that.
It's just that...

You don't want to come home.
No.

( sighs )

Yes, I want to come home.
Of course I do.

I just need to know
that when I do...

that I'm home for good,

that this is all behind me.

Is there a timetable
for this?

Oh, Sandy, I don't know.

Well, when you do...
call me.

Coop?

Hey.

How you doing?

Oh, I've been better.

Well, we thought, uh,
you could use some breakfast.

We got bagels
and a support group.

Yes. Captain Oats is
a really good listener,

but Princess Sparkle she just kind
of stands there and looks cute.

Aw, you guys didn't
have to do that.

And we're getting you
back in.

You shouldn't have to suffer
for this.

If anyone has to,
it should be me.

Well, you didn't
shoot somebody.

I did.

I don't care
what it takes.

We're getting you
back in.

Hey.
Hey.

I'm just checking online.

There's some decent
schools in the area.

And Marissa won't be going
to any of them.

What?

I was just brainstorming
during cardio bar,

which is where I do
all my best thinking,

and I came up
with a solution.

Well, uh, I'm all ears.

Money.

Excuse me?

We give Harbor a fat donation,

remind them
they're kicking out

Caleb Nichol's
stepdaughter.

Except that, um...

uh, Caleb's
not around anymore.

Ooh, but his money is--
or at least it will be

whenever they get
around to untangling

his 79 Swiss
bank accounts.

I don't know, Jules.
I-I don't, uh...

I don't think
it's going to work.

Then it's a write-off.

I mean, look, I admit
it's a long shot,

but we've got
to at least try.

Honey, this is our daughter
we're talking about.

You're right.

So, you write the check.

I'm dry until the
will comes through.

Uh...

well, how-how-how much

are you thinking--
like, uh, $2,000 or three?

Wake up, Jimmy.

The Siegfrieds donated a pool
and a field house.

Their son only smoked pot.
Marissa shot someone.

We've got to at least give them
100 grand.

What happened to Marissa Cooper

is a tragedy...

but let it be a lesson
to all of us.

One minute, you're on top,
the next, you're on the streets.

With that in mind, I would like
to take a moment of silence

to remember
Marissa Cooper

and the great
work she did

as social chair.

That felt really good.

Okay, so, it is
with a heavy heart

that I assume Marissa's
post as social chair.

( clears throat )

Summer Roberts.

I was just wondering
if anyone else, um,

has a chance to try out.

What, are you saying that
you want to be social chair?

Maybe.

( laughs )

Okay, um... have
you ever done

this kind of
work before?

Please, no, but...
Have you ever done

any extracurricular activities
at all?

And remember,
shopping doesn't count.

Okay, maybe I'm not,
like, super-qualified,

but neither are you.

Summer, who do you think
has been running this committee

these past few years?

Um, Marissa Cooper.

Marissa Cooper has been busy...

skipping school, experimenting
with her sexual orientation.

And I was here
picking up the slack,

doing all of the work

while she got all
of the credit.

Do you have any idea
what it's like

to have all
of the responsibility

and none of the power?

Do you?

Okay, then.

( sighs )

Let's get back
to work, people.

We have a carnival to throw.

Charlotte,
it's so charming.

Thanks.

God, I haven't
been here in years.

We stopped coming here

when Dad bought a
house on the Vineyard.

I always loved it.

Well, that wasn't
too important

to dear old Dad.

You know how that is.

But you're here now.

Yeah.

( both laugh )

Dad is also a security freak,

so he locks this place
up like Fort Knox.

Ah, there we go.

So this is it.

Oh, and the kitchen
is right over there,

where I will be
teaching you to cook

whether you
like it or not.

( laughs )

It's beautiful.

Thinking about Sandy?

Can't help it.

I feel like I've let him down
yet again.

You're doing this for him.

I don't think he
sees it that way.

Well, then, show him.

Invite him up for dinner.

You really
wouldn't mind?

Of course not.

You've been talking so much
about your perfect husband,

I'd love to meet him.

Ryan.

Dr. Kim, hey,
I need to talk to you.

Ryan, the board had an exhaustive
debate about you and Marissa,

and they came to what I
think is a fair decision.

Okay, but they might
change their minds

if they knew
what happened.

They do know what happened,

and the board has reached
their decision.

Look, who can I talk to?
How can I change this?

( sighs )

You'd have to talk
to the new dean.

This is his department.

Great, so, if Marissa and I
could just talk to him,

tell him our story...

Please?

( knocking )

Hey, you hungry?

I thought we could
get a little bite to eat.

I'm too sick to eat.

Sick?

Yes. This senior
year's sucking.

It hasn't
even started yet.

( grunts ):
So?

It's already terrible.

Marissa got the ax,
and now I have to watch

as uber-bitch feeds
on her remains.

You mean that Taylor girl?

You know, I actually
thought I could compete

with psycho-Barbie
for social chair.

You wanted to be
social chair?

No, it's just all
I could do to help,

to try to keep Marissa's
legacy from falling

into the grubby little
paws of Taylor Townsend.

Okay, well, then you should.

I can't, she's
Taylor Townsend.

She's like the Karl
Rove of our school.

So? You can take Karl Ro...
You know who Karl Rove is?

Yeah. My stepmom sometimes
naps in front of CNN.

I hear things as I'm
dragging her off to bed.

Okay. Well, look,

I know you don't think
of yourself as active.

No. Two hobbies:
shopping and sunbathing.

But you have Marissa
as a resource.

Now, you combine that

with your natural,
God-given rage,

you have everything
you need

to topple that tyrant
Taylor Townsend.

You're right.
You know what?

We need to go
to Marissa's.

Pretty sure I said I was hungry.

Come on!

Jimmy...

you prove me wrong.

I figured you'd be tossing
back tequila shooters

in Oaxaca by now.

I don't have the money.

You're kidding, right?

No.

And, uh, I haven't even gotten

to the unbelievable part yet.

I, uh... I need to ask you
for a loan.

( laughing )

Oh, I'm sorry.

You want to borrow money?

Hundred thousand dollars.

It's for my kid.

She's, uh...

she's had, uh, uh,
some bad luck.

Well, runs in the family,
I guess.

Look, the best way
for you to get your money

is to give me more.

So why don't you
sell the boat?

Well, if it were mine...

The bank owns it now.

Look, I-I-I...
I-I'm in a real pinch here.

Once the money comes in,
I pay you back,

Julie and I, we-we-we-we live
happily ever after, okay?

Trust me,
I-I-I-I got a plan.

MARISSA:
You really think this is gonna work?

Yeah, well, we got
to at least try, right?

( knocking )

Wow, you must be Ryan
and Marissa.

It's good to finally meet
Harbor's most notorious couple.

Please, come in.

Have a seat.

So, uh, we just...

we wanted to tell you
our version of what happened.

This doesn't
really concern you, Ryan.

As far as I know,
you're still enrolled

at Harbor,
despite my best efforts.

So I say we focus
on Marissa, hmm?

So... Miss Cooper,

tell me why
I'm wrong about you.

Uh...

I, uh...

Because that's what
this is about, right?

I've got you all wrong?

I don't know.

I just know
I've never been involved

in anything like this before.

Really?

Well, I got to disagree
with you.

What are you
talking about?

You know, I'm new to Newport.

I moved here a few weeks ago
from the East Coast.

So far, it's not bad.

The weather's great.

And, you know what else
I like about it here?

People here talk.

They love to talk,
especially about you.

You can't buy into the gossip
in this town.

All right.

So... yeah, you tell me, then.

Shoplifting,
alcohol abuse,

an overdose
in Tijuana...

And, please, stop me
if any of this is just gossip.

Those things
have nothing

to do with what happened
with Trey.

You know what?

I did do those things,

but, I mean,

the shooting was different.

Marissa,
it's never different.

A troubled kid gets
a hold of a gun,

the ending is always
the same.

I'm not troubled.

You almost killed another kid.

I don't even hear a hint
of remorse in your voice.

Because I don't have any.

I'm proud of what I did,
and I'd do it again.

So, you know what?

Maybe the next
time you're out

on the town talking with people,

you should tell them
I said that.

Huh.

I hope she gets a good,
long look on her way out.

She's never setting foot
in this school again.

All the California fire codes
are in here... I think.

Want to test me?

Oh. No.

What? Cohen, come on.

I have to catch Taylor
breaking a rule.

Otherwise, I have no shot
at taking back this carnival.

Well, you know, you're not
going to out-Taylor Taylor.

I mean, fire codes
and regulations--

that's her bread
and butter.

Well, what do you suggest?

I suggest you find something
that you're good at that she's not.

Hey, dude, you
want to play?

More in the mood for stewing.
I got it.

You should go talk to him.

( scoffs )

Go talk to him.

SETH:
You okay?

Not really.

Look, I know this thing
with the dean

has you a little pissed off...

...or a lot.
Was all I could do to keep

from kicking
that guy's ass.

I know how it feels.

Actually, I don't,
but you don't do

that kind of thing anymore,
right?

Sometimes,
like right now,

it seems like the best
way to handle things.

I don't like
where this is headed.

Yeah, well...

Okay, well, listen.

I mean, even if you can't get
Marissa back into school,

all right, at least
she's not going to jail.

It's not the end
of the world.

Voila! $100,000.

Oh, thanks, but I don't
think we're going to need it.

We don't?

Marissa had a meeting
with the dean yesterday.

Apparently, she showed
him a side of herself

she usually
reserves for me.

Oh, it was that bad, huh?

I don't think any
amount of money

is getting her back
in that school.

( sighs ):
Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, at least
we found out now.

Saves us some money.

Actually... I
could use this.

What?

Well, you know,
the landscaper,

the pool guy,
the gardener...

I mean, none of them
have been paid since Caleb died.

I'm afraid one of them's going
to kill me in my sleep.

Okay, next,
I've got

your stations set
up right here.

Summer.

You showed up,

and, um, you brought
a little friend.

Seth Cohen, is it?

Present.

So, as I was
saying...

Uh, we had some ideas,
so we came to help.

Oh, well, that's sweet,
but we've got it under control.

Hmm. All right.
Well, all right.

Gotta go.

TAYLOR: So, as I was saying...
Hey, Ash.

Um, what would you think about
getting a chocolate fountain?

That would be awesome.

Didn't Britney have one
at her wedding?

SUMMER:
You know what?

She did. And, uh, Seth and I
here rented one for tonight.

( girls exclaiming )
TAYLOR: Well, sorry, Summer.

That's not really our carnival.

Well, it should be.

What else?

Well, I was thinking, for food--
how 'bout, like, mini-burgers,

mini-dim sum, maybe, mini-soups
in little shot glasses.

SETH:
Yeah.

SUMMER:
How cute is that?

Because mini
is the new super-size.

So true.

We should also maybe cancel,
uh, Shenanigans...

What?
I'm telling you, the Harbor Comedy Troupe's

gotten way too political lately.

Ever since Tina Woo left,
they are so not funny.

You know what--
and why are we raffling off

a gas-guzzling SUV-- ugh--
from Taylor's dad's dealership--

when we could give away
a Hybrid?

GIRL:
That's a great idea.

Air quality is
so important.

I know. We breathe it.

GIRL: Totally.
All right, you guys,

so who is on board
with my carnival?

( girls cheering )

( mouthing )

Hey, you must
be Sandy Cohen.

Bit of a legend
back at Suriak.

Thanks, Charlotte,
and nice to meet you, too.

Kirsten's just up
in the kitchen.

You left her
unsupervised?

Consider it therapy.

Boy, everything seems
to be therapy nowadays--

cooking, holing yourself up
in the woods...

This place has been
great for Kirsten.

What would be great for Kirsten
is for her to be with her kids.

Look, Sandy, I know
you don't know me,

and I know this all
seems a little weird,

but I've been around
this track a few times.

I'm not proud
of that,

but at least I've
learned a few things.

And I know that the reason
Kirsten was in rehab

in the first place is 'cause
she spent the better part

of her life trying to be
the perfect daughter.

So now if she tries to
be the perfect mother

and the perfect wife...

She may never come home.

I'm so glad you're here.

Oh, I am, too.

Okay, who wants dinner?

( knocking at door )

Hi.

Hey, why
aren't you at the carnival?

Because I was hoping
I could get you to go with me.

Seth and Summer are there.
It'llbe fun.

Or really depressing.

Look, um, about that...

It's not over yet.

I'm going to talk
to Sandy,

maybe get him a copy
of our testimonies.

Right.

If you're innocent
of all the charges,

then they're going
to have to admit

you shouldn't
be punished, right?

No. No. It's over.

I don't get it.

Why don't you want
to fight this?

Because I can't keep
doing this, okay?

Look, I appreciate everything
you've done to help me,

but maybe you've done enough.

Well, what is that
supposed to mean?

I don't need you to help me.

I don't need you to protect me.

I don't now, and
I didn't then.

Oh, what, so this
whole thing is my fault?

Look, what happened
was between me and Trey.

You didn't need to get
in the middle of it.

So I was supposed
to watch you die?

I did what I did,

and I'm prepared
to face the consequences.

Yeah, well, there are
consequences for me, too.

He was my brother.

Right.

And now, because of me,
he's gone.

No, that's not what I mean.

Ryan...

( door opens )

( door slams closed )

MAN ( over P.A. ):
And the winner

of the Toyota Highlander Hybrid
is Jillian Flynn!

I won! I won!

( laughs )

All right, you won.
Cool. Yeah.

GIRL:
Hey, Summer.

Totally awesome carnival.

We love the mini-burgers.

And, high five for
taking down Taylor.

Thanks, guys.

See you later.

Bye. Have fun.

Hey... why the sad face?

This is your Rudy moment.

I know, I just... I can't
enjoy it, not without Coop.

No?

No.

We're never going to go back
to the way things were, are we?

I don't know.

I mean, you worked too hard on
this carnival to miss out on it.

I know, but, Cohen...

All right, come on.

One mournful ride
on the Tilt-a-Whirl

is the least we could do.

I thought you'd be
at the carnival.

Didn't really work out.

So I guess Marissa's expulsion

hasn't been easy
on you two, huh?

Yeah. I just wish there was
something I could do.

So you want
to fix this?

The universal male instinct.

Happens to the best of us.

So, what, I'm supposed
to sit here and do nothing?

No, you need
to go back...

and just listen.

Just listen.

Trust me. It works
better than you think.

( laughing )

Um, could we...

could we get another bottle
of, uh, Dom Perignon?

Mm.
Ah.

Okay, Daddy Warbucks.

What's the occasion?

What, can't I take you out
to a nice little dinner?

Sure. It's just that
I thought we agreed

that tonight
was Taco Bell

and Dancing
With the Stars.

Well, I brought you here

because I wanted
to tell you that I...

am never leaving
this family again.

I lost you once,
Julie, and I...

I'm never going to let
that happen again.

James...

And, um...
with that... in mind...

My old ring.

Will you marry me,
Julie?

Again?

Of course.

Want some company?

Sure.

( sighs )

Sorry about before.

I know.

You know... I was always worried

that I'd screw things
up for myself here,

get in trouble.

Ruin the chance
the Cohens gave me.

And now I screwed
things up for you.

Ryan... I'm not going to let

getting kicked
out of Harbor ruin my life,

and I'm not even going
to let it ruin my year.

Look... I know that we're not
in school together anymore,

but at least
we still have

this last year
in Newport together.

I'm listening.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Oh! How you feeling?

My stomach is far too Jewish
for that ride,

but I'm almost done
spinning.

Summer.

Hi.

I just wanted
to thank you

for all your little touches
on the carnival.

It's just...
it's really sad

that Marissa Cooper
couldn't be here to see this.

Must be hard having your friend
ostracized from school.

Okay, Taylor,
number one,

Marissa was not
ostra... whatever.

( whispering ):
Ostracized.

Number two,
she happens

to be on her
way right now.

Marissa's coming here?

Oh, I'm not done yet.

And number three...

Do we have a
number three?

Oh, yeah we do.

Number three:
This is the best carnival

this school has ever seen,

and not just because
I canceled Shenanigans.

Yeah.

Yeah.
Come on, Cohen.

I didn't know
Marissa was coming.

Me neither. Coop?

Hey.
Hey.

Oh, I couldn't miss
your first Kickoff Carnival.

Not bad, huh?

I couldn't have done it
better myself.

So, can I interest you
in the Ferris wheel?

Mm.

What were you saying?

Charlotte?

Charlotte?
What's wrong?

I'm sorry. Did
I wake you?

No, no, no, I was up.
What's the matter?

Um...

I haven't...

I haven't been totally
honest with you.

There's something
I need to tell you.

I haven't yet,
but I might.

It's okay.

What am I going to
do when you're gone?

I can't do this
without you.

I saw you with Sandy,

and I know how
much you miss him...

and you're going
to leave soon,

and what am I
going to do?

I'm not going anywhere
until you tell me you're ready.

We're in this together.

( sobbing )

Thank you.

Let's go to bed.
You'll feel better in the morning.

I'll be right behind you.

Okay, I'm
nauseous again.

Ryan, I-I'm
feeling queasy!

Cohen, will
you leave them alone?

They're having a moment.

I just want to warn you

in case that dim
sum resurfaces,

you're kind of in
the line of fire.

You're getting good at this,
aren't you?

Eh... third year's a charm.

( laughs )

Look, I, uh, I know
the last three years

haven't exactly been
perfect, and I know

that this year's going
to be even tougher,

but... we just got to find
our moments, you know?

Well, I think
we're having one now.

Ah.
( giggles )

Excuse me, Miss Cooper.

What do you think
you're doing?

Taylor Townsend.

SheKarl Rove!

We're not on
school property.

She's here
as my guest.

This doesn't
involve you, Ryan!

I want you out of here
right now!

Fine, okay? I'm leaving.

No, no, you're not
going anywhere.

Look, she worked on this
carnival every year at Harbor.

Thanks for the trip
down memory lane,

but that is not
my problem.

Now, get out of here!

Ow!

Hey, get your hands off of her!

Another word,
you're out of this school.

MARISSA:
Get off of me!

Hey, hey!
Don't touch her!

MARISSA:
Ryan!

Oh, my God!
That's not good.

Well, this is my lucky day.

Here, I thought I was going
to have to work

to throw you out of this school...

but you did it yourself.

Get out of here.

Either of you ever set foot
near this school again,

I call the police.

by paulonline