The O.C. (2003–2007): Season 4, Episode 3 - The Cold Turkey - full transcript

As Thanksgiving approaches, Sandy is approached by the fugitive Kevin Volchock to negotiate a surrender for the car accident that unintentionally killed Marissa. Julie finds out of Sandy's meeting with him, and informs Ryan to decides to take advantage to get his revenge against Volchock. Meanwhile, Seth agrees to let Taylor stay at the Atwood house while Kirsten encourages her to face her mother to reveal the truth about her vacation to Parit. Also, bad-girl Kaitlin meddles more in the conflict between Julie and Neil to cause more friction between them, while Summer also arrives back in town for Thanksgiving and is not pleased to see Taylor saying with Atwood.

Previously on The O.C. :

It took the investigators six months
to find Volchok.

-Ryan, this may be the only chance we get.
-He's not gonna get away.

Did you kill him?
That was the plan, right? The real plan?

Taylor, you got married.

I am now Madame Taylor Townsend
de Montmorand.

I can't have you running around
like Miss Clockwork Orange.

Do you really think that Dr. Roberts
is at that conference by himself?

I didn't mean for this to happen.
I needed somebody to talk to.

Talk to Seth.
Tell him what you're going through.

You came here with this secret...



...but you've spent the whole time
telling me what's wrong.

You're the one avoiding, avoider.

You still thinking about Marissa.

I mean, you cheated on her.

You're gonna
convince her to go to Mexico?

Let my dad help.
You didn't mean to kill her.

You can't keep running.

-Seth set me up.
-He called. He was worried.

After everything our families have been
through, you put our kids in danger.

At least you still have all your kids.

You did the right thing, Seth.

You mean betraying my friend
by ratting him out?

-He hasn't spoken to us in days.
-Well, us he can ignore.

When Ryan doesn't speak to Seth,
that's when I worry.



-It's like he's turning into an island.
-Right in the path of Hurricane Julie.

Since we got back,
things haven't been the same.

Tell me about it.
I've been banned from your house.

-Your parents have been mad at me before.
-It's never been this bad.

We're excluding her from Thanksgiving.

When you send our kids on a murder
mission, you get knocked off the list.

House rules.

Hey, I was just calling
to say happy Thanksgiving.

Well, I use the term "happy" loosely.

It's actually shaping up
to be kind of an awkward Thanksgiving.

Filled with silence....

Thing is, Ryan and l
have never been in a fight before.

But I got a feeling
things will blow over today.

Because they have to. It's Thanksgiving.

It's Thanksgiving.

You just watch. This family's
gonna come together for the holidays.

That's what we Cohens do.

-Hey.
-Hey.

-Coffee?
-Sure.

Should be ready any second.

I hate to miss this spirited discussion,
but I gotta take this.

Hello?

Where are you?

Okay, enough of this.
No more tiptoeing, no more silences.

It is Thanksgiving and this family is gonna
get over what happened and move on.

-I don't know if it's that easy.
-No one said it was.

But this family is gonna work together
and make Thanksgiving dinner.

You two. Grocery store. Together.

-I've gotta pick up Summer.
-You can go before.

List. Here. And when you get back,
we're gonna cook this bird together.

Including you. No surfing, no golf.

-You got it. I do have to go to the office.
-Sandy.

I'll only be gone a few hours
and when I'm back, I'm yours.

Great.
Now you can all change and wash up.

But you report for duty in one hour.

Ryan, are you gonna be okay?

Because if you can't put your anger
about Volchok aside, even for today...

-...then there's no point to any of this.
-No, I'm not angry.

I just wish he was dead.

It's me.

-Are you still there?
-Yeah.

I'm here.

Thanks for coming.

To be honest with you,
I didn't know where else to go.

Hitched a ride into town.
Slept on the beach last night--

I'm not your friend. I'm your lawyer.

And I'll help you get through this.
But the less you talk, the better.

All right?

-I brought you a bagel.
-A bagel?

I asked for an egg-white omelet
and cantaloupe.

I said you could hide out in my room.
I did not say there will be room service.

Seth. One day when I'm no longer sleeping
under your bed, you're gonna miss me.

And when will that be? Because you made it
sound like this was a temporary thing.

I know. I know.
You think it would be healthier for me...

...to confront my fear and face my mom.

More like Summer's coming home, and
I was hoping we could get it on up here.

-You understand.
-Right. Of course.

You guys need alone time together.

Like you said, your relationship
is hanging by a thread.

-I didn't say that.
-Really?

You didn't?

I must've dreamt it. Since I've been
on the run, my dreams have been so vivid.

Last night, I dreamed
that Gerard Depardieu and l...

-...were teammates on The Amazing Race.
-Back up.

Is this about your trip to Brown
last week?

Did something happen with Summer?

No, of course not.
No, she's still the same old Summer.

She might not smell like the same old
Summer, but inside she's still the same girl.

I wouldn't know.
I feel like we've barely spoken in weeks.

Seth, you guys are gonna be fine.

Just think,
she's on her way here right now.

-I don't think I'm coming.
-I've been looking forward to seeing you.

I just got back.
I've got a lot to tell you.

-Well, tell me now.
-No, I want you here.

-It's Thanksgiving.
-Exactly.

Millions of turkeys being slaughtered
so us Americans can get even fatter.

-I like turkey.
-I know you do.

I just--
I don't think I can support this holiday.

-I think I'm gonna to sit this one out.
-You wanna tell me what's going on?

I don't know. I'm just not up for it.

-ls that a dog?
-Hold on a second.

Kaitlin, what is that thing
doing in my house?

Well, nothing now.

Although a few minutes ago,
she kind of took a tinkle in your den.

Get that thing out of here.
Take it back wherever you got it.

I found her at the pier.
And I'm not taking her back.

I mean, she totally fits in my purse.

Does your mother know
that you have this thing?

Well, yesterday
she almost sucked her up in the vacuum.

I guess to her the dog is invisible.
Like me.

Oh, by the way,
I think your Varvatos are cashed.

You're sorry?

This was a $700 dollar pair of shoes.

Oh, I forgot to ask you.
How'd your conference go?

-Thought so.
-Sorry about that, sweetheart.

It's all right.
Dad, it sounds like you're in the loony bin.

Sometimes I think I am.

You need me there, don't you?

-Desperately.
-All right. I'll see you in six hours.

-Love you.
-You too. Bye. Crap.

I know it's Thanksgiving.
You're a private investigator.

Can't you find a guy and eat turkey?

-Julie.
-Call me back in five, will you?

-Hi. Sorry. Do you want a waffle?
-Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Slow down.

I've been trying to talk to you
ever since I got back from my trip.

Why don't we spend the morning together?
We can go for a walk on the beach.

Maybe without our cell phones.

-No. I'm sorry. I have to cook.
-Cook? We were going to the Cohens'.

Well, we're not.
Kirsten's turkey is always dry.

And Sandy with his speeches
about family...

...I'd just as soon eat in.

-Nothing in there.
-Then I'll go to the market.

Can I have my cell phone, please?

Thank you.

-We're gonna have to talk eventually.
-Yeah, yeah. After the holidays, of course.

So what's next?

Parsley.

Wow, this trip to the grocery store
has been a real success.

I'm sure silent cart-pushing is what my mom
envisioned when she sent us here.

What do you expect? Me to get over
everything because we're buying parsley?

It's more than a garnish, Ryan.

-It's a good omen.
-Yeah.

Speaking of omens.

-Julie.
-Ryan.

Hello, Julie, I wanted to thank you
for that travel tip.

Ensenada turned out to be
the perfect vacation spot for the Cohens.

-We may get a time-share.
-Save it, Seth.

I already got the lecture from your dad.

Ryan, would you care to join me
in the samples?

I'll get the sweet potatoes.

We've got two types of Gouda.

This is the Beemster.

And this is the Old Amsterdam.

It's delicious.

So the Pl swears he'll have a location
for Volchok by Monday.

-What do we do until then?
-Just wait, I guess.

I'll call you. We'll make a plan.
Until then, act normal.

Thank you.

Hey, Sandy, I was just wondering when
you were gonna be home to help me with....

Oh, my God.

-Taylor, I thought you were in France.
-I am. I was.

In fact, what am I doing here
when Gay Paree beckons?

-Au revoir.
-Hold on.

When a kid is stealing stuffing
in my kitchen...

...that's usually a sign
something's wrong.

I would talk to you, Mrs. Cohen,
but this is simply too private.

I'll make you a plate of food.

Living room?

The only important thing
is Sandy can't suspect us.

He needs to feel like we've
moved on, we've let go.

Yeah, well, that's gonna be kind of hard.

He knows I haven't given up on Volchok.

I kind of got into it this morning.

Then you need to go smooth things over.
Smile, apologize, lie, whatever it takes.

Ryan, you wanna get this son of a bitch
just as badly as I do.

That's a really hard thing to do with
Sandy Cohen watching your every move.

All right.
I'll stop by his office on my way back.

Oh, Ryan? One more thing.

Do you know how to cook a turkey?

Never mind.

You got married?

His name was Henri-Michel
and I met him outside the Place des Vosges.

He wooed me for a few whirlwind weeks,
and the next thing I knew...

...I was in his family's chapel
in Burgundy...

...tipsy off a 1 953 Ch?teau Margaux, and
vowing to love him until death do us part.

I can't believe this is happening.
Taylor, you're usually so responsible.

Well, needless to say, it was une erreur.

Now he won't agree to an annulment.
He is a stubborn man.

Sexy. And well-endowed.

But stubborn.

So I came home
and I'm just too afraid to tell my mom now.

I've known your mom for a long time.

She might be tough, but she's your mom.

Which means that she loves you
no matter what.

That's so sweet and totally wrong.

-You think you're underestimating her?
-No.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
I just had the best idea.

You could tell her.
Now that we're like sisters--

No, that's your job.

Okay. I will talk to her,
but I am not doing your dirty work.

-I'll just put her in the right frame of mind.
-That's great.

She's in charge of the Turkey Trot.
At the Yacht Club?

-She'll be there all afternoon.
-I can't today.

I have a thousand things to do, Taylor.

Okay, fine. I will talk to her today.
But you're gonna have to help me cook.

Oh, Kirsten,
I will be the best sous-chef ever.

You just watch.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Hi.

Here, I sprung for roses.

The cheapskate in me wanted to get you
carnations, but it's a special occasion.

-lt is?
-Yeah. You're here.

Not just for a whirlwind comic book
intervention, for an actual visit.

-Well, it's only for three nights.
-It's longer than you think.

Thanks, Greg.

So I'm gonna go see the DA,
enter your guilty plea...

...and we can settle on a charge
and sentence tonight.

So I'll still be doing time.

For what you did? Yeah. I'd say so.

That Seth kid said....

-He said that you would help me.
-I am helping you.

Helping turn you over so you can get
the punishment you deserve.

You made a lot of mistakes.

But you turned yourself in
and that was the right thing to do.

After a while, being in Mexico
and running all the time...

...it started to feel like
prison anyway.

That's guilt for you.

Follows you around.

But you're here now.

So we'll find a hotel room for you
while I work things out with Hoades.

I really appreciate this.

Well, the sooner you're off the street,
the sooner Ryan can start his life again.

-Yeah, I just want it all to be over.
-Oh, me too.

You have no idea.

You know
where Sandy Cohen's office is?

Yeah, it's inside to the left.
But you missed him.

-I did?
-He just left with a client.

Poor guy's working on Thanksgiving.

No. No, no, no. Kirsten, here. Let me.

You wanna just lightly kiss the bird.

-Like so.
-I see.

Hey, did you know Taylor
was in town?

Hello, Ryan. I know, you must be confused
as to why I'm here, but in time--

-Do you know where Sandy is?
-He called.

-He had errands to run.
-He say where?

-No. Is everything okay?
-It's fine. I'll be back.

I was hoping you'd help with dinner.

Okay, but only for a while.
My dad needs me back in crazytown.

Wanted you to witness the magic
of a Cohen family Thanksgiving.

-Even if only for a few moments.
-All right.

-Hey, Ryan, look who showed up.
-Hey, Atwood.

See, there's magic everywhere.

-Gourds. It needs gourds.
-Hi, guys.

-Hi, Summer. It's good to see you.
-You too.

Welcome home. Did you bathe in a creek?

-Taylor, what are you doing out?
-I came clean to your mom.

Now I'm helping her
throw Thanksgiving.

Taylor, now that Seth and Summer are here
we'll go talk to your mother.

Taking on Veronica Townsend?
That's a death wish.

Why don't you just baste the turkey?

But just very lightly
with the little brush thing and not--

-Okay. All right.
-Okay.

Gosh, I haven't been in this house
in so long.

Well, the house misses you. So do l.
In fact, upstairs has been asking for you.

Oh, really?

-Well, I gotta get back to my dad's house.
-Give me five minutes.

Promise?

Keep me honest.

Ten.

How's dinner coming?

Fantastic. You wouldn't happen to know
how to cook a turkey, would you?

-You've never cooked a turkey?
-Well, Jimmy always did it.

And after we broke up,
then we ended up at the Cohens.

Right, and the reason
we're not going there is?

Get that, will you?

-Hey, Ryan.
-ls Julie home?

-She is, but I'd rather you didn't bother her.
-I just need a minute of her time.

I've been saying the same thing for six
months. You can talk after the holiday.

I don't think you really understand
what's going on here.

No, you're right, I don't.

I don't understand all the phone calls...

...why we're not having dinner
with your family tonight.

All I know is, I was once very excited
about my life with this woman...

...and it all seems to be disappearing.

I get it. I'm sorry.

Tell your family
I say happy Thanksgiving.

I said burgundy candles, not orange.

Now, you go get them or I'll send
a 91 1 page to my guy at the lNS.

Okay. Off you go.

-You sure you don't wanna come with me?
-No.

My stomach's kind of doing that
flip-floppy thing it does every time I see her.

Kirsten Cohen, what a surprise.

Have you been doing Pilates? You look thin.
And I love your hair.

Thanks, Veronica.
Actually, I just came by to help.

You can help with the candles.

So this is your first holiday
without Taylor.

-That must be hard for you.
-lt is.

You know,
I tell my clients that I'm a mother first.

And a sports agent second.

Could you make those
a little bit more parallel? Like....

No, just-- Maybe I should just do it.

I feel the same way about being a mom.

You love your children no matter what.

-Even if they disappoint you.
-Of course, and you would know.

With the shooting and the car accident
and Seth burning down the Newport Group--

Actually, I was talking about you
and Taylor.

Right. And I love Taylor unconditionally.

You know, a wise woman once said:

"lf you love until it hurts, there can be
no more hurt, but only more love."

You know who said that? The mother.

Mother Teresa.

Oh, my God, Taylor.
What are you doing here?

Hi, Mom, I need to talk to you.

I'm gonna leave you two alone.

You'll be fine.

We only have a few minutes.
You have to do yoga?

I've been on a plane all day.
I'm trying to reverse the blood flow.

Fresh oxygen to the brain
gives you clarity and peace of mind.

I can't believe
you had no reaction to my tattoo.

I told you to get that thing removed.

Yeah, I'll get it removed.

-Did it hurt?
-Whatever.

I was with my Marine buds.
I barely felt a thing.

-I bet you cried.
-Like a baby. Glad you're home.

Me too.

-What's wrong?
-I just-- I get upset when I think about...

...all of the food that an American
consumes during Thanksgiving...

...when so many people go without.
We need to do something.

-We gotta go. Gotta go somewhere.
-Go where?

The soup kitchen.
We're gonna feed the homeless.

Do we have to? We're feeding Ryan,
he was homeless once.

-Hey, you can go or you can stay.
-Summer, how you doing?

Better than the 2.8 billion
below the poverty level.

Are you okay with that statistic?
I don't think so. I have to go.

Who knew, out of all you kids, she'd
turn out to be the young Sandy Cohen?

Had to rub off on someone.
Be back soon.

Hey. Honey.

I thought we were gonna be
having dinner as a family.

Here I am being driven crazy
by Taylor Townsend.

I got news.
Volchok came to see me today.

-"Volchok" Volchok?
-He turned himself in.

I put him in a hotel
while Hoades finishes.

-I figure we'll tell Ryan after the holiday.
-After he's already in jail.

-So he can't get at him.
-Yeah, the thought did cross my mind.

Don't bother asking where he is,
I'm not gonna tell you.

Look, you stopped me
from going after him, that I get.

-But to defend him?
-I'm not defending him, Ryan.

I'm negotiating
the terms of his surrender.

He's gonna get every bit
of what he deserves.

Ryan, Sandy and I would only do
what's best for you.

-You wanna do what's in my best interest?
-Always.

Leave me alone.

Ryan.

Come on, wait.

-Hi. You're friends with Volchok, right?
-Used to be.

No one's seen Volchok for months.
Don't know where he is.

He's back.
I need to find out where he's staying.

I don't know.

-lf he called, it would be Heather.
-Got her number?

-Haven't talked. Might not be in town.
-I'm gonna need that number.

Hey.

-Just for the record, that night--
-I don't wanna talk about it.

Look, at the first stop light,
I jumped out and I tried to find help...

...and when I got back,
Volchok was gone.

-Just needed you to know that.
-I just need to find the guy.

Like I told you on the phone,
I don't know where he is.

Must've called,
told you he was back.

He thinks that I'm gone too. And I was.

I'm only home to see my mom
for Thanksgiving.

-I shouldn't even be talking to you--
-I'm not gonna call the cops.

You know, I spoke to him a few of months
after the accident...

...and he sounded pretty messed up.

Good. Thanks for meeting me.

Look, maybe you should try
to put it behind you.

Just let him go.

Good advice.

-Hello?
-Any luck?

No. I've been to the Bait Shop, the diner.
Can't find him anywhere.

I just feel strange to be cooking
with all this going on.

-Maybe we should call dinner off.
-No, keep it going.

-I got another idea where he might be.
-Call me as soon as you--

I gotta go.

-What happened?
-She called me irresponsible and stupid.

Then she said I would never be truly thin
because I have a naturally large thorax.

Oh, Taylor. That's awful.

And the worst part is-- Oh, my God.

These are like cardboard.
You're gonna wanna add some cream.

You know, the worst part is, she said
I'm no longer welcome in her house.

I am le vagabond.

-You can stay here.
-Forever?

Well, no, for one night.
But we'll find somewhere for you to stay.

Thank you, Kiki.

And I am so sorry
that after all you've done for me...

...I abandoned ship during
the crucial hour before Thanksgiving.

Now, let's see
how you're doing with those pies.

Did you smash the pecans finely
like I told you to?

-I skipped the pecan pie.
-You skipped the pecan?

Well, one pumpkin will be fine.
There's only five of us.

You may wanna rethink that.

We invited over some friends.
Love the Cohen open-door policy.

These aren't friends.

We were trying to help out at the soup
kitchen and they had enough volunteers.

Like such a thing exists.
Just follow me to the family room.

-I really need to use your toilet.
-It's the first one on the left.

Take these matches.

-I'm next.
-All right. You're next.

Sorry.

-They can't stay.
-I can't tell them to go.

Summer will have a nervous breakdown.

You know, I used to volunteer at the Y,
teaching personal hygiene.

I could run through the basics.
That means I wouldn't be able to help here.

-Really? That sounds great.
-Okay.

They stay, you keep them in one place,
you keep them occupied.

Okay....

Who here has not seen
Battlestar Galactica season one?

I missed the season finale.

-Get ready to have your mind....
-Don't worry, Kiki. I got your back.

-Julie.
-I thought you weren't speaking to me.

I'm not calling to make peace.

-I'm looking for Ryan.
-Ryan?

-You told me to stay away from him.
-Oh, come on.

He called you as soon as he found out
I had Volchok in custody.

Volchok is in custody?

So you really didn't know, huh?

-No. No, I didn't.
-He turned himself in this morning.

I already spoke to the DA.
It should be a done deal by tonight.

So it's really over.

I sure as hell hope so.

Julie?

Julie.

Mom, are you okay?

I don't know.

Well, do you wanna lie down
or something?

Lay in the dark with nothing
but my thoughts to distract me?

No, Kaitlin, that is not what I wanna do.

Okay. Never mind.
I'll just go find my dog.

She's having a meltdown. Good luck.

-Julie, you look pale. Are you all right?
-I'm fine.

I have a turkey to cook, potatoes to mash,
and that's all I have to think about.

Just think about the task at hand.

Will you get out? You're in the way.
I have to baste.

Nobody registered by that name.

Close. But he's not here.

-So I'll keep looking.
-Why don't you come with me?

So you can give me one of your lectures?

Oh, we're beyond all that.

-All right. So what are you doing here?
-Why don't you find out? Come on.

There aren't enough chairs.
Darryl needs one.

Summer, can we talk--?

Hey. Yeah.

I'm gonna make a seating area
out of cushions.

Summer, we need to talk.

I can't talk, I have to mash these potatoes.
Hand me the cream.

No. No more distraction tactics.

You and I both know
what's going on.

These are ruined.
I'm going to the store.

You have any baking soda?

Get that dog out of my house right now, or
so help me God, I will have it put to sleep.

God. You would, wouldn't you?

-Kaitlin, where are you going?
-To the Cohens.

They don't hate the whole family, Mom.
Just you.

Fine. Don't come crying to me
when Kirsten's turkey tastes like rubber.

Julie. Julie.

Julie. Listen to me.

Listen to me.
I love you but you are acting insane.

I am not insane, okay?
What's insane is how I used to be.

When all I would do was hang out
with my best friend and go tanning...

...and go shopping and braid her hair
and talk on the phone--

Summer, stop. Let's be honest.
That's what this is all about.

Marissa, it's all about her.
Stop running away and let yourself grieve.

-My keys.
-Stop running away from me.

I'm not running away.

I didn't realize how late it was.
My dad's probably freaking.

I'm sorry I said it. Just, please don't go.

You're the one who walked away, Neil.
You had the affair, remember?

Nothing happened with Gloria.
I told you, I needed somebody to talk to.

Well, you can talk to her
all you want now.

When I get back, I want you out.

-It's my house.
-We'll see about that. Bye, Neil.

Bye.

He's in there.

Hoades needs time to file the charges,
so I put him up here.

Room 1 02.

If this is some kind of dare,
I'm gonna take it.

I trust you.

Been waiting a long time for this, I bet.

So what are you waiting for?

-You drove away! You just left her there!
-Do it! Kill me!

I want it to be over, okay?
I don't care anymore.

I just want it to be over.

I just want it to be over.

-Just wait for their call, all right?
-All right.

-They still in there?
-Yeah.

-We should go in.
-Give him a minute.

You didn't try to help.

You didn't even stop.

I got scared.

I freaked. I....

And she died.

On the side of the road.

I think about that night every day.

That's all I think about.

I wish I could take it back--

I don't wanna hear
about how bad you feel.

Tell me why you did it.

-Does it matter?
-lt matters to me.

I don't know.

Okay?

I mean....

I was coming after you.

You got the girl, I didn't.
And that was hard for me to handle.

I just....

I wanted you to pull over.

And it all just-- It got out of control.

So, what?

It was all an accident?

A mistake?

I know that doesn't change anything.

So if you wanna finish this...

...I'm not gonna fight back.

I'm not doing you any favors.

You live with what you did.

It's over.

-I'm proud of you.
-I'm sorry.

-You hungry?
-Starving.

Well, let's go. Hoades, you got this?

We'll take him in.
Call you after I'm done.

All right, thanks.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Where's my dad?

Gone.

Kaitlin?

Gone.

We can't go on like this anymore,
can we?

No.

I got her voicemail.
I'm gonna go over there.

I don't think you should.
In fact, I am turning your ringer off.

-Don't. My girlfriend's freaking out.
-That's exactly what she should be doing.

Seth, she needs to face what happened
on her own before you can help her with it.

Hey. You guys, your mom says
you're ready for dinner.

Okay.

You wanna cut the bird? I'm hungry.

-We're gonna wait for the rest of the family.
-We're here.

Finally. Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm fine.
-Thank God you're home.

Honey, who are these gentlemen
at the table?

It's a long story, Dad.

-Could you pass the gravy?
-Sure, buddy.

Hey, didn't I defend you
a couple of years ago for a B and E?

Yeah. Now I remember.

I called you Crazy Eyebrow Man.

Well, I'll take that as a compliment.

-Old client of mine, how do you like that?
-Yeah, it's pretty wild, Dad.

You wanna hear wild?

I am 90 percent sure that's my dog.

Okay, there's no way that this is your dog.
This is little Julie.

That's Savage.

Baby, I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Come here.

Okay, this cannot be happening.

The Lord giveth and he taketh away.

That's Job 1 :21.

Oh, but I'm no longer religious.
But as a child, I went to bible school...

...and then all of those quotes
just kind of stuck with me.

You are a total freak show.

-lt is so awesome.
-lsn't it, though?

Hey, it's me.
I'm heading back to Providence.

Look, everything you said was true.

And I need to deal with it,
but I need to do it on my own.

I'm sorry I'm such a mess. It's just....

I miss my friend.

But I'll call you as soon as I get my head
screwed on, okay?

I love you.

-Did you reach him?
-I left a message.

I know I didn't like Seth when I met him,
but I got to admit, he's grown on me.

I think you two are gonna be fine.

Thanks for seeing me off.

Of course.

It's so crazy.

To think the next time you come home,
I might not be living here.

Yeah. Are you gonna take that job
in Seattle?

Well, the offer came at the perfect time.

The hospital is famous
for being wonderfully quirky.

It's called Seattle Grace.

Is the stepmonster gonna go with you?

She'll visit.

But we'll take it slow, I promise.

I'm really sorry
that you and Julie broke up.

Yeah, it's not the Thanksgiving
that I had in mind.

It's too bad, because I think
that you and I could both use it, huh?

-You know, I could take a later flight.
-Really?

Yeah, it's not too late
to have Thanksgiving.

What did you have in mind?

I love Chili's.

You and me both, Dad.

-Are we expecting somebody?
-I invited a few of my cousins over.

-I hope that's cool.
-It's cool. I'll handle it.

Hi.

Julie, whatever it is, it'll have to wait.
We're having Thanksgiving.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry.

I don't think
I've heard you say that before.

I don't think I ever meant it.

Well, come on in.

-Sandy, why don't you pull out a chair?
-No.

Go ahead.

Tell me about her.

What?

Anything. Just tell me about her.

I remember the first time I saw her.

She was....

She was wearing this white top thing
and I think she had jeans on.

She was standing
at the bottom of the driveway.

And I thought....

I thought she was really hot.

Really hot.

She gave me this smile.

It was a beautiful smile.