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Hey.

Need some help?

Nah.

I figure if I leave all my stuff here, my parents are gonna have to let me come back for senior year.

Look, are we ever… gonna talk about Peyton?

And the stuff you found?

It's not a big deal. Actually, I was… kinda relieved.

Relieved?

I thought you might be into me.

And… that would've ruined everything because we've become friends

and that's exactly what I needed.

And… it's exactly what I want.

But you seemed… upset… that I held onto all that stuff; you still do.

Finding that stuff was kind of like

evidence.

Reminded me of what happened… and how it happened.

And I guess my heart just wasn't ready for that.

How you feeling, Ms. Scott?

Coach! How you doing?

Well, I guess you're waiting for Danny.

Uh, yeah, yeah, he… planned to pick me up.

I was… hoping he'd bring Nathan.

I lied.

I had one of the girls at the office put you back an hour.

I thought you and I might… have a talk.

Any chance you could tap that thing?

Sorry, we're closed.

Well, I hope so because if this is open, you've got problems.

Where're you taking this?

- Over there, but
- I got it.

Uh… thanks.

No problem.

If I had a dollar for every keg I've carried,

I'd be a rich girl.

Bartender?

Only when I'm not killing people or saving the world.

Well, if you're looking for a job, I can put in a good word with the owner.

Actually, I'm looking for Peyton.

Oh, um

I'm Peyton.

Oh. I'm Ellie.

I write a column for Alternative Press. You know it?

Know it? I read it cover to cover.

Which column?

Actually, it's a new one.

But I heard some high school girl got The Wreckers and Jimmy Eat World to play her club night.

And I wanted to know more. Whaddaya say?

I'd say I'm really flattered, but… I think last night was my final show.

Well, I assume there's a reason for that?

Yeah.

Sounds like the makings of a great story.

No thanks.

But it was really nice to meet you.

It's nice to meet you too, Peyton.

Luke, find the combination and Dan is… finished.

Hey.

What's up?

Nothing, you?

I thought you said you were done spying on him.

I am.

Then what's in the bag?

Just… bringing this back to you.

You gave me your word, Luke.

I know, and I'm done.

I promise.

Giving up on your dreams?

Mom.

Oh, my boy.

I have missed you.

It's gonna be okay now, mom.

Yeah.

So, what's all this about?

Nathan's moving home, Deb.

We're gonna be a family again.

Welcome home.

- Hi-O!
- Oh God!

What?

You scared the hell outta me.

You don't know anybody who has IM named 'WATCHMEWATCHU', do you?

Hmm... sounds pervy. Sadly no, why?

Doesn't matter. Sup?

It's actually what I came to ask you.

Couldn't find you at the club last night; figured maybe you stayed in with Jake.

Jake's gone, Brooke.

Nikki has Jenny.

Oh, Peyton, come here. What happened?

I can't, coz if you hug me, then I'm gonna start… bawling again, so

some summer break, huh?

Well… I mean, he's coming back, right?

He'll… find Jenny and then he can slap Nikki

and then he's coming right back to you! I just know it.

Thanks.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm changing the subject;

how was your road trip with Lucas.

Um… fine.

Fine? Is this gonna get sexual?

I don't know, that's kind of up to you.

What?

It can wait. You're head is spinning.

Brooke, considering you're leaving, tomorrow, it can't wait.

Spill!

Okay.

Um… I was snooping through Lucas' things; kind of on purpose,

and found a bunch of your stuff that he saved and I think he's still into you.

Like I said: bad timing… seeing that Jake just left, or maybe good timing?

Brooke, I'm sorry.

I know you have feelings for Lucas.

Phantom feelings.

Like… when you lose a leg and try to scratch it.

Lucas was my… gangrene infected, amputated limb.

Really?

I was so insecure when I was with him, Peyton

and this whole thing just reminded me that I don't wanna be that girl again.

I won't be.

Marcus, I don't understand, he was supposed to be there by now.

Well… can you leave him another message in case he checks in?

Andy Hargrove.

Thanks.

Karen?

Oh my gosh, Deb!

Welcome back!

You look like you just saw a ghost.

Well, I think I did.

How you feeling?

Uh, good. Great actually. I just… I need to keep busy.

Are you sure? I mean… you don't wanna take some time?

Uh, no, no, absolutely not.

Well, okay. Let's talk.

Okay.

You're not going away, are you?

Not this time.

That's a rad jacket.

Thanks.

I stole it from Courtney Love.

Really?

Yeah. She was being a bitch.

So I took it.

Have a seat.

So, the editors at THUD are thrilled about your story and they say I have to talk to you.

Is it that bad?

Well, if there's no House of Freaks at TRIC, there's no story.

And what about the rest of your life? Is it that bad?

What do you know about it?

Well… your eyes are puffy which, from experience, screams textbook crying eyes.

You have your hair up so you're probably not planning on impressing any boys today.

I'd say you're nursing a hell of a broken heart; and not the school-girl crush kind, the real thing.

Um… okay.

Uh… well, I mean, I started TRIC to escape it all, you know, and

bring people together; let the music drown out the white noise in life.

And tell me about your life.

What is the white noise made of?

Oh, god, I mean… everything unnecessary

like… cliques and… greed and popularity and harassment-

The song remains the same.

Yeah, as far as I can tell, it does.

Looks like we're both getting better.

You love this game, don't you?

Depends on what day you ask me.

Nah, you loved it every day since you could hold a ball.

So… why aren't you going to the camp?

You talk to dad?

Talked to Whitey.

He said you're staying because of me.

Whitey also drinks a lot, mom.

Then you'll go.

Look, uh

dad told me about the pills;

about how you started taking them because

Because what?

Because I moved out.

Is that what he told you?

I took the pills because you moved away?

Yeah.

That son of a bitch!

Nathan, listen to me;

you misunderstood me when I said that I wanted us to be a family again.

I want us to be a family again; you and me.

Will you come with me?

Yeah.

But what're we gonna do about dad?

Huh, he won't just let us go.

We're getting out, Nathan, together.

Your father can burn in hell for all I care.

Where is the combination?

Damn!

Game over.

Brooke?

Um… I found it while I was packing. Just… kind of felt like I should try it on.

Can we talk?

Yeah.

I can't let you leave tomorrow without saying this.

Lucas, if this is about Peyton, I don't-

I love you, Brooke.

And, I know: just friends, but

I need you to know how I feel.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

Brooke, don't go.

I can't believe… you would walk into my bedroom -

formally your bedroom; but that's besides the point -

and knowing our history… blurt out that you love me.

Coz I was hoping you would.

Brooke?

It took you long enough.

This has gotta be a dream.

Lucas! Do not make me join you!

Uh… a little privacy here.

No, you have been in the shower forever. By the time I even get in, the water is gonna be...

...cold! Are you taking a cold shower!?

- No, the hot water just-
- Gross! You are.

You know what, next wet dream, tell Peyton I said 'hi'.

Eww!

Mom, can we get a lock on the bathroom door?

Going somewhere?

Like New Zealand?

You know, Keith was right.

He once told me that I… I hide my heart and I run from love.

I did that with Andy.

I'm just being dumb; we don't even have money for two plane tickets to New Zealand, right?

We have enough for one.

Look… mom, I love you

but… I'm a big boy now and I'll be fine on my own.

It's your journey to take.

If I thought he was coming back soon, I wouldn't even consider it.

- I know.
- But you're

Dan… is pulling the strings as usual.

Not for long.

Let me ask you something:

are you not helping me move you because it brings back bad memories

or because you're a lazy pile of crap?

You mean… bad memories like these?

Oh god.

We started off the school year this way.

Yeah, don't remind me.

- You were never happier.
- You were never hornier!

Oh yeah? You want some more of that magic?

- Don't-
- Come here.

- No-
- Come on.

Okay, stop it! Ah!

Come on.

- Will you stop!
- Well, well!

First Lucas, then Jake, now Nathan.

I guess slutty's in season!

And why is bitch being a Brooke?

I don't know, maybe because I'm leaving for the summer;

possibly forever and my best friend is off… giving interviews and

having… pseudo-innocent foreplay with kinda married guys.

Okay.

Hi, Alternative Press?

Editorial please.

What're you doing?

I know that you are needy right now and so I'm postponing the interview

until after my best friend is gone for the summer.

Hi, Ellie Harp, please.

Oh, okay, um… maybe I have the name wrong.

She's doing an article on Peyton Sawyer and the nightclub TRIC.

Oh, are you sure?

Okay, thanks.

You okay?

The woman said that she knows all the columnists at the magazine

and she's never heard of Ellie Harp or the story.

So… maybe you have the wrong magazine?

Yeah, maybe.

Every transaction is listed.

The actual sale price and the price Dan declared to the government.

He's done it a thousand times Deb; it's a federal offence.

Prison?

So… why are you bringing this to me? He's my husband.

And he's my father.

But… I figured you could use it to get away from him.

To get out.

You'd do that for me?

Yeah, and for Nathan… and Keith

and everybody else he's hurt.

So… this is it.

This is the smoking gun that can bring down Dan Scott.

Yep.

Looking for something?

Where is it?

Where's what?

Don't play dumb with me! Where's the ledger?!

Oh, you mean the ledger that exposes my husband's illegal activities over several years?

Tell me that ledger doesn't exist, Dan.

You don't see the big picture, Deb.

Oh, I think I do.

Just give me the damn book!

You told Nathan that my addiction was his fault.

What're you talking about?

You knew I wouldn't come back unless Nathan was living here.

Take another pill, Deb? You're delusional.

No, I was delusional:

loving you, thinking you'd change.

But I've got clarity now, Danny-boy, and I finally see you for the pathetic, broken man you are.

Lemonade?

You know, a guy like me works his entire life trying to build something.

Trying to make his mark in the world; to provide for his family,

working hour after hour to turn the seed of an idea into a successful business.

A fraudulent business.

A fraudulent business owned by my wife.

You know, it's a shame that ignorance isn't an excuse, Deb,

because when you turn in that ledger, both of Nathan's parents will be felons.

Hell, you'll just go from one institution to the next.

Today: the drunk tank, tomorrow: prison.

You bastard.

No, Deb, the bastard would've been Nathan; that is, if I wouldn't have married you.

And made us all so happy.

Where's the ledger, Deb?

Hello?

You can run but you can't hide.

Who is this?

It's Ellie.

Where'd you get this number?

Well, I-

Leave me alone and don't call me!

Mom?

Nate.

What's going on? You sounded freaked out on the phone.

We're gonna have to stay here for a while.

What happened?

Nathan, I'm so sorry. It's just… your father has done some things.

- What things?
- Nothing that concerns you.

But Lucas found something.

Lucas.

He was trying to help us.

But it-it doesn't matter now. What does matter is that you remember I love you

and I always will.

We were gonna get out.

And we still are, okay? I promise you.

But… for now, that has to be our secret.

I want you to go to High Flyers.

Forget it! I'm not leaving you here alone with Dan!

Nathan, I'll be fine!

You go to that camp and don't look back for a second, do you understand me?

It has to end.

Yes… it does.

Ah, here we go again.

Oh, don't mind me; I just need your measurements.

Alright, I'll play along; my measurements for what?

For the pine box they're gonna put you in.

I'm about to bury you, Whitey.

You crossed the line, Whitey; talking to Deb, meddling with Nathan.

You know, I occupy a seat on the school board; I think we're gonna make some changes next season.

Don't you threaten me!

Oh, it's not a threat!

You've got some health concerns, don't you?

Bad eyes and all; that coupled with the first round playoff loss.

Which you coached!

Because you were ill!

You know, it's a shame you never won the state title, Whitey,

because as far as I'm concerned

you're never gonna coach again!

You better be careful, son.

You mess with my livelihood, I'll mess with yours.

Speaking of threats.

You know, most people

when they go they leave the world a lesser place, but not you.

No, the world won't even blink.

Well, you'd know, wouldn't you, Whitey?

You're playing with fire, Danny

and you are about to get burned!

Bring it on, old man.

Okay, I've spoken with Deb so she's gonna look after things.

And all my numbers are near the phone.

- Oh, and if Keith calls-
- Mom

go.

If you need anything

well I'll only be… half a world away.

Go find happiness, mom.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Oh, he still hasn't checked in?

Oh-no, no message, thank you.

- What's going on?
- Where is it?

Where's what?

Whatever it is you have on my dad, where is it?

Nathan, look.

Lucas, you said you were done!

Nate, you don't wanna do that!

I wanted to tell you… Nate.

I was just… waiting for the right time.

You went to see her.

You're just full of lies, aren't you?

Nathan!

You don't wanna push this right now, Lucas! Trust me!

So the prodigal son returns.

You looking for this?

Or, maybe,

you're looking for this.

Go on, take a closer look.

How stupid do you think I'd be?

Who keeps money in the ceiling?

Or a ledger of their criminal activities?

Uses jersey numbers as a combination.

Although you did figure that out so you're not entirely dense.

Why?

Why? To test your loyalty, Lucas.

You know what the shame is?

I would have given you the world, son.

I would have welcomed you in with open arms.

But you failed the test.

And for that, you get nothing.

For that, you are nothing.

So it was all a lie?

The money in the ceiling, the bank account in my name.

No, the account was real.

I built that since you were a boy, but that's gone now, too.

So's your heart medication.

The game's over, you lose.

No.

You're wrong.

Because I can finally let you go.

I mean nothing to you?

You mean nothing to me.

I'm out.

That's where you're wrong.

You'll never be out.

Son.

We'll see about that.

Okay, that is the last bag, box or suitcase I shift this summer.

Your cab's on the way.

- I don't wanna go!
- I know.

And I don't want you to go but life sucks like that.

But, hey, you are going to be back in no time and then we will be seniors

and oh what fun we will have then!

Like what?

Hm, like… kidnapping

and… getting married

and… burning letters from guys before we read them.

Speaking of, where is our boyfriend?

I don't know.

I guess he's not even coming to say goodbye to me.

Suppose it's a test… for the new me.

I'm sure he will be here.

I, on the other hand, will not.

What!?

I promised Karen I wouldn't sleep on TRIC and I've gotta return the keys to Deb.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna miss you, Brooke Penelope Davis.

I'm gonna miss you, Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer.

Hoes over Bros?

Buds over Studs.

I thought you weren't talking to me.

I'm not.

I'm going to High Flyers.

Nate, that's great!

When I get back… all this brother stuff is over.

What?

You lied to me, Lucas; about my dad

and about going to see Haley.

I've got enough of that in my life.

Nathan, I was trying to help.

Yeah, well you can stop that now.

All I need you to do for me is knock down shots next year, that's it.

We're not brothers.

We're not even friends.

Well

I'll see ya, Brooke. Have a nice summer.

Oh, thanks, everybody.

Talking to yourself?

What, is your… summer job driving a cab?

I put your stuff in the car.

So I guess this is goodbye?

Tell me that was a goodbye kiss.

I wanna be with you, Brooke.

What?

I'm sorry.

I know we're friends

it's just how I feel.

What about Peyton's stuff?

I keep that stuff as a reminder of how badly I screwed up things.

With you.

To remind myself, if I ever get a second chance

I'd never let you go again.

I don't know what to say.

I, um

I gotta go.

Brooke?

You think… you could ever-

Lucas

I'm sorry.

I… I gotta go.

Bye.

Have a nice summer, Brooke.

Jake...

I know it's late. I-

You're right… it is late.

As a matter of fact, it's half past the crazy bitch so leave me alone!

Peyton, I can explain.

Explain what!? That you're a stalker

or that you're insane and you've been sending me creepy e-mails?!

I didn't send you anything.

Yeah, right. I called your supposed magazine; they've never even heard of you.

My name is Elizabeth.

Great, so even your name is a lie.

Like your middle name: Elizabeth.

It's where you got your middle name.

Who are you?

I'm your mother.

Oh, Nathan, I was hoping that was you.

I've been here, alone, all night!

I had… something to do.

Oh, honey.

I know this is hard for you but, I promise you, we'll be free soon.

I know we will.

Do you need help with anything?

No, I just… I have one more bag in the car.

Okay.

Hi.

Looks like it's just you and me this summer.

Tennessee Williams once wrote:

'We all live in a house of fire.

No fire department to call. No way out.

Just the upstairs window to look out of-

while the fire burns the house down

with us trapped, locked in it.'

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