Graduate from here, you get into any college in the UC system.
What happens in Mexico, you know, stays in Mexico.
You don't deserve her.
- I didn't want to kill myself. - I know.
- I'm so sorry about everything. - Go away.
Our chemistry is undeniable.
I don't have a date to the cotillion.
Would you be my escort?
- Good news. I'm available. - No.
- Who's Rachel? - She works at the law firm.
- So, if I did take this job...? - You already have.
- So, this is Rachel. - I'm Rachel.
What you and your daughter want are different.
You don't know that!
I know she doesn't want to live with you.
I want to live with Dad, at least for now.
Dr. Kim, Ryan's had lot to overcome.
Not exactly Harbor School material.
Give me a shot.
First day of school. You excited?
You know, I ask you questions
in the hopes of eliciting an actual response.
I feel I convey more with a look.
- You look adorable. - No.
- Cute? - No.
- Dope? Rad? - No.
Please, this is so painful for me.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. How was surfing?
Cut it short. I wanted to see the boys off.
Doesn't Seth look rad?
SANDY: Oh, you do look rad.
Mad props, son.
Thank God, man. Are you ready to go?
First day. You excited?
Enough said.
How do you do that? How do you convey everything with a look?
And again.
- How are you doing? Nervous? - Why would I be nervous?
Because we're going to school with, like, 300 Lukes,
minus their redeeming social qualities.
(slurping) (snaps fingers)
I got it. Sorry, you meant you were nervous.
SUMMER: Don't be nervous.
I'm not nervous. I'm just not going.
Coop, you have to go. You own the school.
What about Kickoff Carnival? You're still the social chair.
Let's see, be humiliated in front of the entire school,
or hire someone to do balloon animals.
(gasps): You have to hire the guy who makes the balloon octopus.
So your boyfriend cheated on you,
and, yes, you almost died in Mexico
and there is that scandal with your dad...
If you're trying to make me feel better...
Okay, the point is, there's no such thing as bad publicity.
(sniffing)
Is that something burning?
JIMMY: Okay, so, uh,
new oven, haven't quite figured out how to make French toast.
Not in the oven would be a good place to start.
Well, since no one will hire me, I've got plenty of time.
I'm gonna go out and buy a cookbook. Come on.
It's good. It's... they're crunchy.
- See? - Um... no, thanks.
Yeah. I don't know who I'm more worried about here.
I think it's safe to say
that this year is... going to be different.
KIRSTEN: Maybe this year will be different.
You know, better?
Yeah, that's the mantra every year
and every year some big water-polo player
ends up peeing in one of my shoes...
I'm kidding. They pee in both.
Ryan has Mr. Schmidt for pre-calc.
What's wrong with Mr. Schmidt?
Nothing. Say hi to his mole for me.
Well... at least you have each other.
That is very wise, Dad.
Thank you, son.
We're doomed.
(piano and acoustic guitar strumming gentle melody)
* California, here we come
* Right back where we started from *
* California
* California...
* Here we come
* Oh
The master race, it's been perfected, Ryan,
and they all go to our school.
Hey, fellas.
Alright, don't get your Speedos in a bunch.
This is a nightmare.
I bet, like, no one even knows.
Are you kidding?
GIRL: Heard she died down there.
She looks pretty good... for a dead girl.
Hey, whores. Why don't you go work another corner?
Hey, Summ.
Maybe I should just go home. Help my dad unpack?
Oh, Coop, that is as bad as it's gonna get.
- Ah, I spoke too soon. - Hello, Summer.
What does your schedule look like today?
- Full. - Oh, really?
- Hi. Friendly face. - Hey, how's it going?
- Not good. You? - Oh, worse.
So, uh, why don't we just get outta here?
Right now. Get in your car, go down to the pier.
I can't. Dean Kim would call my dad, or worse, my mom.
How about after school?
I'm supposed to help chair the Kickoff Carnival committee.
I've been looking for excuses to get out.
I think you found one.
- Okay. I'll meet you out front. - Something to look forward to.
- Coop. Can we go, please? - Yeah.
Hey.
Could we, maybe, talk, or...?
Stay away from her!
How am I supposed to do that?
Uh, well, maybe you should've thought about that
before hooking up with one of her best friends! Ass!
Hey. Are you okay?
Yeah. I just have to get used to it.
This, I guess.
But we're still on, right?
Yeah, something to look forward to.
(bell ringing)
Coop.
See you, Summer.
Slowly, I thaw her icy heart.
- Look at you. - If I must.
New suit, new scent-- mmm-- new look.
I feel like this is heading somewhere.
- New girlfriend. - Oh, and there it is.
You still all bent out of...
(moaning, giggling)
Oh, God, I should've found an attractive coworker years ago.
- It was a figure of speech. - Rachel's attractive?
Is that her name? It's context.
Only, you know, in relation
to which she invokes amorous feelings in my far more,
extremely more attractive wife.
Good answer.
(moaning)
(kissing)
Mornings used to be our time.
- Oh, I remember them well. - Mm, what happened?
(phone ringing)
(sighs)
Work happened.
Just hang on. Just one sec.
Wait a minute. I can't get it.
Just hang on one second. Come with me.
(grunts) Hold on. Just hold on.
I got it. Wait.
- I got it. - How did she know?
Oh, you're not going to answer it, are you?
(another phone ringing)
(groans)
It's my dad.
Hey, Rachel.
Hi, Dad.
So, Summer, if you would care to join me for lunch today,
I can arrange to have an empty chair available at my table.
There's nothing but empty chairs at your table.
GIRL: Seth Cohen?
Anna. Hey, how you doing?
Um, excuse me, we were talking here.
Oh, so insulting him counts as conversation?
Well, if it doesn't, then we've never spoken.
Summer, you remember Anna? She moved here from Pittsburgh.
How could I forget?
Hey, so we're gonna still be on for lunch today, right?
She probably didn't even hear me.
Seth, what are you doing?
I thought you got past this whole Summer thing at cotillion.
Right. I know, Anna, it seems
like not a lot of progress is made,
but I have to tell you...
Yeah, not that much progress has been made.
Despite all my best judgments, I cannot... not like her.
- You're such a boy. - Well, whatever.
I don't see what her problem is. I'm available to that girl.
Alright, right there.
That's your problem.
Girls like to be chased by guys that aren't into them.
Okay, and that sounds a little bit like a game to me,
and I don't really like playing games, okay?
Unless we're talking about a little Saturday night Jenga.
A little Magic: The Gathering.
I love Magic: The Gathering.
Maybe you just don't know how to play.
- Well, you're a girl, right? - Yeah.
Uh-huh, and we're friends, right?
- Sure. - Okay, awesome.
Why don't you train me in the ways of woman?
I don't understand the mind of chicks like Summer.
I'll teach you how to play Jenga.
(sighs): You really like her?
Yes, since I was ten.
Fine.
(blows air)
But I make no promises.
Trust me. I cannot do any worse than I've been doing.
That I trust.
You're my girl.
- Hey. - Hey.
What were you doing this morning when I called?
You sounded... did I wake you?
I was spending some time with my wife.
Oh, yeah? How'd that go?
Well, I got to work on time, didn't I?
Too bad.
It might be a while before your wife is in the mood for love.
Oh, yeah? Is there something you know I don't?
Well, I know lots that you don't,
but in this case,
are you familiar with the Balboa Wetlands?
Yeah, it's the largest coastal wetlands in California.
Home to the blue heron and the brown pelican,
and my personal favorite, something called the swamp rose.
Right. The wetlands are key to water quality in the county
and not to mention they're kind of pretty.
So naturally, they must be destroyed.
The Balboa Heights are 250 acres of land
that sit above said wetlands.
Every developer's been going after the Heights for years.
Well, somebody got it and they're looking to tear it up,
put in condos, a golf course.
Oh, thank God, 'cause, you know,
the lack of golf courses around here, it-it's tragic.
This is a policy-changing,
career-making piece of litigation here.
A tree-hugging crusader like yourself,
would probably kill for a case like this.
And you wanna share this with me?
- Yes. - Why?
SANDY: Oh.
My wife's company is the plaintiff.
It's her father's company.
So why even tempt me with this? It's a conflict of interest.
I-I'm not even sure it'd be ethical.
Well, the client, the Balboa Land Trust,
not only waived the conflict of interest,
they insisted that you take the case.
Your politics, your passion,
your severe dislike for your father-in-law.
You're the ideal advocate.
I suspect my wife's gonna have a different spin on this.
Well, look, you came to this firm
because we have the resources to help you make a difference.
They're going to teach this in law school.
So, what's it going to be:
your sex life or the swamp rose?
(whispering) Did you know that she overdosed on Vicodin?
(whispering and laughing)
You aren't quitting your post as social chair, Marissa.
You were elected by the students,
you've held the position for two years.
I know, Dr. Kim, but that was before everything
that's happened this summer.
I understand.
You're going through a lot of change right now,
but you're a leader here at Harbor.
That doesn't have to change.
You're a wonderful example to your fellow students.
- They look up to you. - Not anymore, they don't.
Putting aside the issue
of how walking away from your extracurricular responsibilities
will affect your college transcript...
People are always going to talk.
You may as well give them something good to talk about.
Don't disappear, Marissa.
This is your school, your life,
your future.
SETH: Hey, what are you doing?
You never told me about summer reading.
Who does summer reading?
Apparently, everyone in my class.
Oh, yeah. Sorry about that one.
Anna has convinced me to join The Plank.
It's the literary magazine.
I needed an extracurricular activity,
and you don't have to wear a sports bra to be on the lit mag.
It's appealing on many levels.
Plus, I feel I have a few limericks
that are ready to be shared.
Well, have fun. I'm going to hang with Marissa.
School might not suck this year.
Hey. It turns out I have to plan this carnival thing after all.
Oh, okay.
Yeah, I mean, I talked to the dean, and...
I think getting involved in school again
might not be such a bad idea.
I know, that sounds lame, but...
Yeah, no, no, it's cool.
So, uh...
- Can we reschedule? - Absolutely.
What about the carnival? Save you a ride on the Ferris wheel.
No Ferris wheels.
I don't, I don't do... heights.
But, uh, we'll figure something out.
Are you sure you're going to be...?
Fine. I've just got a lot of reading to do--
like 500 years of it, so...
- Okay. So, I'll see you. - Yep.
Morning.
Hey. I didn't hear you come in last night.
Well, I didn't want to wake you. You look nice.
Dad's demanding a company breakfast-- some kind of crisis.
So this is how it's going to be.
After couple weeks of work, we're gonna be like...
Two ships passing in the morning.
- What they got you working on? - A big, uh, high-profile case.
Well, how about lunch today? I'll pay.
You know what? Actually, you can pay.
You're the one that's working on a high-profile case.
How about Friday?
I'll have my people call your people. I love you.
I love you, too.
SANDY: Hey, kid.
- How did school go for you? - Fine. I'm just behind.
After one day? Nice work.
Well, it's brutal.
You're brave to face those savages, I mean the teachers.
I don't think it was a good idea, me in private school.
You're one of the smartest kids they got.
It isn't the work. It's just...
everybody's got something except me.
Well, you got Seth.
Seth's got his women.
Seth Cohen?
Okay, so... Really?
So, you need something.
An activity, a sport.
Ladies.
Don Juan, we're trying to figure out
an extracurricular activity for Ryan here.
Okay.
Harbor's got a great archery program.
Archery? No, absolutely not.
- Fencing? - What century are you in?
Open your mind for a second here, Dad.
This isn't me we're talking about.
We have an opportunity to have a real athlete in the family.
Somebody to achieve all that your Jewishness
has prevented me from accomplishing.
I always wanted to play soccer.
- I used to play soccer. - Done.
Glad I could help.
I didn't get around to getting those cookbooks.
Yeah, I guess it's better to play it safe, though.
So, how's sleeping on the, uh, on the sofa?
- It's fine. - It's just temporary.
I can handle it.
Did you, uh... talk to your mom?
Uh, I'm sorry about all this, sweetheart.
I just wish she would have told me.
I know, I know. But things will be different now.
(doorbell rings) Hey, don't get too excited.
The phone company is installing
an actual phone line.
Very big day.
Hey, Mr. Cooper.
Luke.
Yeah, so, is this your new place? It looks great.
Not buying it, Luke.
Right. Uh, can I talk to Marissa?
- No. - Come on, Mr. Cooper.
It's me. If I talk to her for a minute.
Yeah, she told me what happened, and, uh, I don't think she...
wants to talk to you right now.
I mean, if anybody knows about being in the doghouse...
Don't say it.
What can I do?
You can leave.
Alright, well, tell her... sorry.
Okay.
Thanks.
- Hi. - Hi.
How'd it go with the carnival?
Oh, very exciting.
Maybe if I get out of my meeting early...
I think we're voting on cotton candy versus funnel cakes.
- Cotton candy, no question. - My thoughts exactly.
Uh, but I can't today.
I got soccer practice.
You do?
Yeah. Going to try out.
Figured getting involved in school
might not be such a bad idea.
Yeah, and plus, now we both get out at 5:00, right?
I'll meet you in the quad after school.
See you then.
- Hello. - Hey.
- Is this seat taken? Cool. - It is now.
(petulant sigh)
Uh, you can sit here if you want, Summer.
Thanks.
- Seth. Come sit here by me. - Are you sure?
You don't mind the whole one cheek on, one cheek off...
Sit.
Sitting.
Oh, oh, my God. Okay, so, we didn't talk about this.
- Tell me about Tahiti. - Oh, it was incredible.
Uh, Anna just sailed to Tahiti.
Sailing is, like, so not the fastest way to get anywhere.
If you'd have flown, you'd have gotten there a lot sooner.
You should be on the debate team.
(sarcastic grunt)
Hmm.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Nice office. - Came furnished.
I brought you lunch.
Well, it's not a lump of coal.
Sandy, when were you gonna tell me?
- Soon. - Not soon enough.
I signed a deposition this morning.
Oh, honey...
Uh... I'm not even sure if I'm going to take this case.
- There is no case. - What are you talking about?
Destroying one of the most biologically
productive ecosystems in the world.
It's like selling off the rainforest
to profit a few wealthy individuals,
and asking generations of others to pay for it.
We have proposed to protect
350 acres of wildlife refuge and a natural park.
You'll still add 30% more traffic and ten tons
of air pollution daily
not to mention what you'll do to the water supply.
- You're gonna take this. - Uh, n-no.
Oh, Sandy, it isn't even ethical.
I feel comfortable comparing ethics with your father.
As long as you're comfortable.
I gotta go. I got to keep this off my father's radar.
He's going to lose his mind.
Alright, move!
Don't wait for it!
Hey, you Atwood?
- What position you coming for? - Striker.
I tell you what. You see that kid out front?
That's Luke. He's our captain.
He's also our striker. Well, let's go.
Show me something.
Hey, Ward,
you got a little competition.
Thanks, guys. So, tomorrow we'll figure out about parking.
Hey, and make sure the band's booked.
No last-second surprises.
We need to talk, Marissa.
You do not wanna hear what I have to say.
- Yes, I do. - No.
All you want is me telling you everything's okay now,
but I can't. It's not.
- I know, and-and I'm so sor... - I don't care!
I don't care how you feel or what you're going through
because you sure as hell didn't care about me.
That's not true.
I slept with you, and then you went
and slept with one of my best friends.
I waited for you, and you lied to me!
You humiliated me!
Marissa...
(sighs): It's just...
LUKE: I'm so sorry.
You have any idea how hard it is
to come to school every day and not to talk to you?
You think it's easy for me?
Let's just... start over.
Please?
I don't know what I'd do without you.
And just because...
I ruined everything, it doesn't mean
that I didn't love you because... I did.
I-I do.
(sniffles)
You know what the worst part is?
If I hadn't caught you...
I'd still love you, too.
(keys jingling)
I got to go.
Oh, I know that look.
I was trying to keep this from my dad.
I was trying to protect us,
and now it's on the front page.
I thought we could at least settle this privately--
This wasn't supposed to go to press.
It's your firm,
and now the entire community knows we're fighting.
Well, I guess they got the story straight.
What are you doing?
Morning ritual, Ryan: coffee, bagel, Arts & Leisure.
You have a morning ritual.
Something I've been crafting for a while.
(slurping) So, what's up, dude? How's life?
I feel like we never get a chance to talk anymore.
- Who are you? - We had dinner 12 hours ago.
Fine. You keep it all bottled up.
- What was that? - Nothing.
No, that wasn't nothing. I saw something.
I saw thoughts forming, I saw words percolating.
It's just...
- Never mind. - Come on. What was that, dude?
(sighs)
Last night, I saw...
Marissa... with Luke.
- Making out? - Eh, making up.
- Luke was crying. - Luke was cryin'?
So Luke was crying. That doesn't sound like anything.
It didn't sound like nothing.
Looked like they were getting back together.
Ask her. If nothing's going on, she'll tell you.
SUMMER: Do not tell him.
I don't know. Shouldn't I just... be honest?
Never. Okay, you guys haven't even, on a date yet.
You're only gonna freak him out.
Trust me, what he doesn't know won't hurt you.
Hi.
What happened to you last night?
I waited, and I tried calling.
Yeah, sorry.
I got a little slammed last night.
After two days?
What'd you do?
Um... nothing.
- My meeting went long. - Ah... How'd it go?
Good. I think it's going to be good.
Well, what'd you do after?
After I couldn't find you, I, uh, went home.
Oh, yeah, sorry.
Yeah, but you've got soccer practice later,
right, so maybe I'll stop by.
I got to get to class. I'll see you.
Huh.
I mean, ew.
That's my girl.
- You're a good dissector? - Hands of a surgeon.
Well, it's decided, then. You'll be my lab partner.
You can write up all those boring lab reports, right?
Actually, Seth already has a partner.
He's promised himself to me, right?
Yes, I am betrothed.
Good.
- Hmm. - What are you doing?
She wanted to be my lab partner.
What-- you're supposed to help me get her.
Watch and learn, Cohen.
Follow my lead.
Scalpel.
Where should we begin?
The heart.
Hey.
Well, Sanford,
you are all anybody is talking about around here.
Tell me-- did you bring me into this firm because of this?
We didn't have this when we hired you...
but don't worry.
You've already convinced everyone that you're torn.
Now, can we get on with it?
This could go to the state Supreme Court.
Yeah, and I know I can win.
It's a question of what I'm gonna lose.
Hmm, well...
if your marriage can't survive this...
what kind of marriage is it?
(whistle blows)
(grunts)
Hey.
Hi.
S-sorry about yesterday.
That was kind of intense.
I think the last time I cried was...
when Macaulay Culkin died at the end of My Girl.
Yeah, the bee stings. You were a mess.
COACH: Hey, Ward, get over here!
Hey, well, uh... I got to...
Sorry, coach, I had to tape up my ankle.
Excuse me, man.
Alright, are we finally all together?
Alright, I want to see some hustle now. Let's go.
(whistle blows)
COACH: Hey!
Illegal!
Hey! Get in my office right now!
What's your problem, dude?
Hey, how was soccer?
So, Pops, how's the new job?
Oh, hey, Mom, um, I-I w...
I'm just going to be quietly eating now.
Hey.
- What was that about? - What?
Well, you attacked him.
He beat me to the ball, it was a clean tackle.
- Why are you lying to me? - Why are you lying to me?
What are you talking about?
You and Luke. I saw you yesterday. I heard everything.
- I didn't know what to say. - How about the truth?
Why didn't you just tell me instead of just going off and
hurting him? You're as bad as he is!
I don't need to be lied to by one more person.
I didn't lie to you.
What happened was between us. It has nothing to do with you.
You're right. It has nothing to do with me.
This just isn't going to happen.
No, it's not.
(door slams)
Your coach called.
He wants to suspend you for two games.
- Great. - He thinks you got talent.
He also thinks your attitude sucks.
- It does. - Sit down and listen to me.
You can stand if you want,
but you know how lawyers love to talk.
Last thing you need is for this blowout on the field
to turn into a suspension from school.
This school could do great things for you.
For Seth, maybe-- not for me.
You're angry. I know that. I don't blame you.
Every day at that school,
you're gonna run into spoiled little rich kids
whose ass you are gonna want to kick.
You've just got to find a way to work it out right now
because forget about suspension.
We're always one mistake away from...
from someone taking you from us.
You know, Seth was never really, uh, big on organized sports.
I'd love to see you play...
go to some of your games.
Huh. And women usually find stark brutality so romantic.
- I messed up. - Yeah.
Well, it's my experience in life, Ryan,
that you should always apologize, alright?
Even if you haven't done anything wrong,
your shoes will get peed in so much less.
It's a metaphor.
Apologize, right. And to Luke?
That crybaby? No, man.
He gets to drown in his own tears.
They're all the same.
It's too bad, 'cause I could tell you really liked him.
RYAN: Hey.
You mind? Can we...?
We've to get to class. Come on, Coop.
(soft rock music)
* If I fall short
* If I don't make the grade
* If your expectations aren't met in me... today *
* There's always tomorrow
* Or tomorrow night
I do love Mr. Solomon Burke.
* Sooner or later
Hey.
* I know I'll get it right
Hey.
* Please don't give up on me
I was...
I was gonna bring you a bouquet of swamp roses,
but apparently, they're, they're endangered.
I'm gonna take it.
I gotta. I'm sorry.
It's who you married.
I know.
You know, I've been pissing you off for years.
Why stop now?
My father, my husband...
it's gonna be a long year.
Could be a couple years.
Yeah, well...
I couldn't be married to a man who wasn't a man.
I'm all man.
(laughs)
We'll get through this.
There's a reason why we're together.
I have that suspicion.
Okay.
Okay?
Okay.
Okay...
Okay.
* Just don't give up on me
* Oh, please, please
* Please
The kids are at that carnival.
- I heard that rumor. - Mm-hmm.
- Are you getting out? - You getting in?
Maybe...
Ooh, okay.
(cell phone rings) Oh, my God.
Why do you keep this thing on?
Emergencies, oh.
It's my dad, and it's an emergency.
Hey, Dad.
(cell phone rings)
Rachel. Hi.
(Anna cheering)
If only Skeeball were a school sport, know what I mean?
A boy can dream.
Let's see you take a shot.
Take one shot. Take a shot.
It's very easy, okay? Concentrate.
It leans to the left a bit...
- Hey. - Any luck finding Marissa?
No sign of her. You guys?
Nothing, but we've to let Anna concentrate,
because she dares to step up to the master.
(shushing)
(Anna squeals)
Okay, clearly, uh...
you're a lesbian.
Well... I'm going to go trade in my tickets for some cash prizes.
Oh, hey, do you think I should get Summer something?
What do you think she would like?
I can figure it out.
Seth doesn't understand the whole hard-to-get-strategy.
Oh, that's because he's not.
Oh.
Why are you helping him with Summer?
Why not?
Seth doesn't see me that way.
When he looks at Summer, he sees lips and hair and boobs.
When he looks at me, he sees...
a lab partner.
We're friends.
And you're going to let that slide?
Anna.
Guys want to be chased by girls who aren't interested in them.
(giggling): Come on.
Summer, it's right here.
So do girls.
She's heading for the Ferris wheel. Got to go.
Good luck.
Luke... I'm sorry about yesterday.
Yeah, yeah, let's go!
You're going with me.
Yeah, okay.
(laughing)
You mind?
Not getting involved.
- What are you doing? - I want to talk.
I thought you were afraid of heights.
Uh-huh, well, it's, uh... this is important.
Oh, boy, look, um...
I said some things last night, and I just want...
Whoa.
- Uh, what is going on? - Uh, we're stopped.
Yeah, well, why, why, why, why are we stopped?
Keep them up there a few minutes. Let them work it out.
You are the master.
Cohen, there's something I want to tell you.
Alright, more advice. I'm ready. Bring it.
Is this...
all part of the plan?
Is it... it looks like it's working.
Yeah. It was all part of the plan.
So you going to go?
Yeah.
Thank you.
SETH: Oh, hey.
I got this for you. It's all I could get with my tickets.
Thanks.
(toy squeaks)
Um, hi, Summer.
What's going on?
Coop's stuck on the Ferris wheel,
and I was looking for someone to go
on the Tilt-A-Whirl with me.
Well, I'll go on that with you.
Okay. I may vomit.
I like those odds.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Had to get the cheap Ferris wheel, didn't you?
What kind of carnival is this?
(gasps)
Okay.
Look...
I don't talk a lot about stuff.
And I really don't trust people.
I trust you.
And I want to make it... us... work.
No matter what.
And if we ever get down from here,
maybe we could talk about it.
- Who knows when that'll be. - Please don't say that.
Maybe you just need something to take your mind off.
Oh, we're 50 feet in the air.
How do you expect me to possibly...?
* How can you say your life is empty? *
* So late in the day
* Why would you stay another second? *
* A sigh got in the way
* A combination
One more time.
* Of love and aggression
* But love a second wind *