I know you. Oliver Trask.
Previously on The O.C.
If you wanna be with my girlfriend I can stay home.
Everybody who knows me for more than five minutes
hates my guts.
I'm so stupid! Take it easy.
SANDY: In theory, Julie Cooper
could eventually become your stepmother.
Don't even say it.
I can start over, have a new life.
I never wanted to be a financial planner or a thief.
I think Jimmy Cooper and I might've business together.
Oh, you are drunk.
You guys are, like, brother and sister.
You guys could totally be related.
What's wrong? I just took a lot of pills.
We're leaving right now-- see you soon.
RYAN: What if he didn't kill himself?
What are you talking about?
He wouldn't let us hospitalize him..
I can't just leave him alone tonight.
Go home, and I'll see you in the morning.
Well, accused the guy of faking a suicide attempt.
No, I didn't. I didn't believe him.
Oh, okay. Hard to believe
such blind compassion upset Marissa.
You should go work for UNICEF.
I don't trust him. Something about Oliver's... off.
Yeah, he tried to kill himself...
or he faked it, man. Either way, it's pretty off.
Every day, it seems like Marissa and I
are fighting about this guy; I don't even know why.
Well, Ryan, I'm no girl, although I did spend summers
at Camp Tuckahoe being called such...
but maybe you're jealousy is getting in the way.
Yeah, except I'm not jealous.
I mean, jealous? Why-why would I be jealous?
Because Oliver is insanely wealthy and well traveled.
He's a Dapper Don. And I'm not.
But on the other hand,
he's also clinically depressed and chemically dependent
so, you know, it all comes out in the wash, really.
You want my advice? I'd just embrace the friend.
Try to make peace with him.
Maybe you're right.
Or, I don't know, you could enjoy arguing with Marissa.
The sparks are flying, her yin to your yang.
That could be a nice relationship...
I'd imagine. Why, you and Anna don't fight?
Raw yang, Ryan. What would we fight about?
We like same likes and same interests.
We never argue. It's ridiculous.
Yeah, it sounds terrible. Hey.
We're sharing the same brain.
Not me and Marissa, that's for sure.
Am I dating the female me, but as a girl?
I... I don't know. I don't want to... That's disgusting.
True.
Uh, I got to go. Hello, Marissa.
Go what? Got to go embrace the friend.
Hi.
Hey.
How are you? I'm okay.
How's Oliver?
You really want to know? Yeah, yeah, I do.
He feels bad. He doesn't understand why he took the pills
and you and I got into a fight.
I don't get it, either.
Right, I know...
and I know I've been a little weird about everything,
but... he's your friend...
so he's my friend.
I-I know I'm not saying I might not get weird
about it again, but... I want to try.
You wanna be with him, you want me to, it's okay.
It's, it's better than okay
it's, it's, it's, uh... great.
Great? Yeah, well...
great's probably pushing it a little,
but, uh... definitely good.
Thanks.
Ryan, Marissa.
Uh, want you to meet our new transfer student.
Says you're old friends.
(piano and acoustic guitar strumming gentle melody)
* California, here we come
* Right back where we started from *
* California
* California...
* Cal...
* California...
* Here we come.
Oh, hey, so, I was thinking,
maybe after school, we could play a bit of Jenga, yeah?
No.
Or we could go get some comics.
We haven't done that in a while.
Okay, we could go to South Coast Plaza and quietly mock people.
Or... why don't we try and do something different,
like-- check it out-- I got some ideas.
Muscle car racing... What?
Hmm? Or, or, or we could learn Israeli self-defense.
The call it "Krav Maga." Seth...
Krav Maga. Come on.
What? We can go to IMAX theater
and see the movie on migrating birds.
IMAX, Anna? We're cooler than that.
We're a little bit past that.
Shall we take Luke's Seadoo for a spin, huh?
I'm looking into different water sports.
I'll support that.
Good, and if not, we can argue about it.
No, I think it's good.
It's important that we change things up.
Don't want to get bored. Good,
cause I think that it's important for not always do
the same stuff, or, you know, dress the same or whatever.
Damn it. Wow.
You take Israeli self defense; I'll take muscle cars.
You got yourself a deal there.
Partner.
Hey. Hey.
Oliver, what's up, man, you visiting Harbor?
Actually, Oliver goes here now.
Never too late for start.
What a surprise.
So, you didn't tell anyone?
Well, I didn't think you really meant it.
Of course. I have more friends here than my last school.
ANNA: Anyways, I'm going to go wash up.
It's tuna melt Monday, and we love tuna melts.
Yes, we do. I was actually looking forward, though,
to sampling some of the other items on the menu.
Oh, good, that's... that's good, that's great.
Bye-bye.
MARISSA: So, I was thinking of taking Oliver
to the bookstore, we both have free periods now.
Marissa and I have, the exact same schedule.
What are the odds? Crazy.
Have fun.
Okay, come on.
Later on.
There it is, man: tuna melts.
Tuna melts, Ryan. What am I gonna have to give up next?
Oliver goes . Did you notice that?
I was trying to talk about myself, I did notice.
You don't find that completely and totally...
Embrace the friend. Okay.
Please, I'm sure
there's a perfectly good explanation.
Seth.
Come on.
I gotta go.
SANDY: And my 12:00?
Right, the 16-year-old with his third DUI.
What do I have at 6:00?
Ah, the travel agent who falsely advertised
the Bahamian beach house. What a day, thanks, Cory.
Four years Berkeley law, 15 years as public defender
So, I could become Judge Judy.
I like her. She's tough but fair.
I watch a lot of daytime TV.
What's the deal? What's going on?
Tomorrow, we're going to lunch.
You couldn't have told me that on the phone?
At the Lighthouse.
The Lighthouse is closed forever.
I got 'em to open it again
we could take a look and want to buy it.
Are you serious? I sure am. Thank me later.
We were five martinis deep. We were joking.
There was singing involved.
And remember, you alienated several waitresses.
Well, that one liked me.
You were drunk. That's my point.
We cannot open a restaurant. That's crazy.
Why? Why is that so crazy?
Because we don't know anything about running a restaurant.
Aw, come on, man, you managed the Lighthouse for two years.
Two summers, I was stoned and drunk in college.
It was the '80s.
You might wanna keep that from the investors.
Restaurants fail.
Not all of 'em.
I don't have the capital.
I'm working on that.
Look, it's, it's, it's not a good time for me.
Well, that's exactly my point.
Look, if you don't find something soon,
the next stop for you is Phoenix.
The way I see it, you got nothing to lose,
we both have everything to gain, come on.
Am I going to see you tomorrow?
(scoffs)
I'm sorry. I-I can't do lunch today.
But what about tomorrow?
It's a little hectic right now.
The Fred Seagal sale is happening.
I was thinking maybe a little Nobu, a road trip.
That's even less likely than lunch.
Movie? No.
Coffee?
Julie,
I really appreciate your desire to be such good friends,
but the thing about good friends
is that when they want something, they just ask.
The interior design job.
I know it's available. I want it.
Uh-huh.
I-I thought you wanted me
to water your plants or baby-sit Caitlin.
Right, because you don't take me seriously
as a working woman, as a designer.
You're not really experienced... qualified.
Before I had Marissa, I was doing lots of design work.
You had Marissa when you were 18.
I know your usual model home designer
fell out the last minute.
I know you have no one.
Caleb. Pillow talk.
He thought the idea was inspired.
Well, it's definitely thinking outside the box.
He told me he's staying out of it, it's up to you.
Look, one house, one shot, if I screw up,
you can fire me yourself-- it's a win-win.
(laughing)
ANNA (giggling): Stop it!
What's so funny?
It's Danny.
He's, like, the funniest guy ever.
Yeah? Hey, man, I'm Seth.
Good to meet you. Ah...
I see your yellowtail's not as fresh as mine.
Dare you taste my albacore?
(laughing)
He's, like, straight out of a Bruce Lee movie.
Yeah.
Hey... who took the jelly out of your donut?
Somebody call CSI. We got ourselves a cold one here, huh?
C... CSI!
Hey, tag that toe!
CSI...
Alright, well, somebody call ER.
I think Luke's going to bust a gut.
I don't get it.
Hey, looks like we both got tuna.
Mine's just...
raw and missing cheese.
Uh, time for class. ANNA: Okay.
I'm going to go to the bathroom.
Hey, don't fall in.
(laughing)
Hey.
Is this seat available?
Uh, sure, yeah.
Wow. Whoo.
I'm so behind already.
I know the feeling.
Does junior year ever get easier?
Thought you were a senior.
Not a good one.
And Harbor being as competitive as it is,
not all my credits transferred.
But you still... wanted to come here?
Wasn't up to me. My parents insisted.
They put the paperwork in a while ago.
Why transfer at all?
Little over a semester from graduating.
Just wasn't working for me at Pacific.
Because?
Because... there was an... incident.
What kind of incident?
Look, I've made some mistakes in my life.
I don't think that's a surprise... or a secret,
but if... if you could just give me a chance,
Ryan, just... let me in like I know people let you in,
I could finally start over.
That's really all I want.
MARISSA: Hey, guys.
Hi. Hey.
Oh, so, Ryan, I thought
we could go to Oliver's after school.
Order in some room service?
Yeah, you want to come?
I was helping him with his French.
French?
Didn't you live in Paris for a couple years?
A year... when I was 13.
you need Marissa help you?
Well, sweet-talking my way into a club
isn't the same as conjugating the infinitive.
Right. You guys go ahead.
I told Seth I'd meet him back home.
You sure you don't want to come?
Yeah, I trust you.
You should.
I don't trust him.
Trust who?
Summer's new boyfriend or whatever.
Something just sort of seems off about him.
Off how?
I don't know. He's just not funny.
You know what I'm talking about, right?
He's big, but big isn't necessarily funny.
It's cheap.
He said there was an incident.
Big funny guy dude?
No, Oliver. Oh, dude, please.
forget Oliver for five seconds and talk about me?
What's the reason he left Pacific? What if he's violent?
Gee, new guy shows up-- violent, angry,
prone to punching people that's weird.
He needs Marissa's help in French? He lived in France.
You're right. call the cops
cause Oliver lost his grasp on the subjunctive.
Fajitas are served.
Ooh.
Nothing adds up,
and if I try to tell Marissa...
Uh-uh.
Uh, maybe there's somebody I could talk to.
Try to figure out what happened.
Or you can break into the file room and steal his bio
Or you can be a grownup,
forget about it, and move on, okay?
Like I am. To the fajitas.
MAN: Hey, can I help you?
Hey, man.
I forgot a book in my locker.
Alright, it's open. Make it quick.
GUARD: Hey, what are you doing?
I don't think I need to explain
what a serious offense this is.
We understand. believe me when I tell you,
Ryan will be punished.
I'm afraid it won't end there.
This matter will be presented
to the Disciplinary Committee.
Suspension, even expulsion are not out of the question.
Of course, the school must do
what's appropriate, I beg you to understand
this is very uncharacteristic of Ryan.
Indeed! Mr. Atwood and Harbor
seem like a remarkably good fit.
Which leads me to wonder, why would you do this?
I ju...
I don't trust this kid.
Oliver, he seems suspicious.
And suddenly, he's going here now...
I assure you, Oliver went through
the screening as any other student.
He has a history of instability.
I was concerned...for Marissa.
Has he ever made any threats to her?
Anything to warrant your suspicion?
No, but he's been spending a lot of time with her.
And, um, there's this letter in his file...
A confidential letter.
...that says they found him in the men's bathroom
at Pacific having cut his wrists
over a girl.
She filed a restraining order.
That's why he left. Is this true?
Two years ago. Since then, he's been institutionalized.
And everyone involved in his rehabilitation believed
his best chance was a change in his environment.
And the school was receptive to him, despite his history?
Harbor is known to make exceptions
for students with troubled backgrounds,
but who show extraordinary promise.
I'm sorry. We are, too.
We will see you at 3:00 p.m. for detention,
which you will attend every day
until the committee reaches its verdict.
Alright, well, thank you, Dr. Kim.
Thank you.
Seth. Hey! Hey.
I have a surprise for you. Really?
Two tickets to see Bright Eyes.
We've never seen them before, so I thought it'd be different.
Bright eyes? Really?
(loud giggling)
Summer, look, right there.
Where? Oh!
Hey. Oh, hey, you guys.
Hey, Summer. Hi, Danny.
Hey. Oh, Seth, you got a little...
little nasty there.
Eh, okay.
No, seriously, you got... you got a...
tuna stain or something.
I'll be sure and, get it washed.
Seriously, all kidding aside, you've got something there,
and I think you're going to want to clean it up.
Seth, you... you do have something there.
What? Whoop!
(laughs)
(mock laughter)
You got me.
Guys, isn't he, like, the funniest guy ever?
He's great.
Hey, you want to come over later? I TiVo'd Leno.
Sure.
(laughing)
Oh, God, he watches Leno.
That explains everything. Explains what?
Why that Danny guy is so not funny.
He's funny. No, he's not funny. Okay?
He's big. Big is not funny.
Whatever. Seth-- Friday night, Bright Eyes.
Anyone can be big. That's my point. Right? Being obvious--
there's no accomplishment in that.
Huh. What?
You're jealous. Of Danny's comedy?
No, sweetie, I'm not. No, of Danny.
If you weren't, you'd be happy for Summer.
You'd embrace the friend.
I love this place. All it needs is a little nip and a tuck.
But are we the right doctors for the job?
Hands of a surgeon. Come on, Coop. Get excited, get involved.
We'll blow this wall out, we'll make it all one room.
Big leather booths and keep it dark.
Just like it was for Bogey and Bacall.
Uh-oh, you're serious about this, aren't you?
Yeah! N-Now what do you got?
Well, they used to have great live music here.
I like it. What, cabaret? Actually, jazz.
Well, jazz works. That's good.
How about a raw bar?
As long as it feels timeless. Yeah, it will.
Gary Cooper was a big oyster man and a big drinker.
Okay, okay, so no foo-foo drinks. No.
No umbrellas, no fruit wedges.
Nothing Gary wouldn't approve of.
Only one kind of martini.
Thank you. And only the finest scotch.
We're going to have to have meatloaf on the menu.
My mother makes the greatest meatloaf, I can get the recipe.
No, my mother makes the greatest meatloaf,
and I have the recipe.
Oh.
There can be two meatloafs on the menu.
We'll make restaurant history.
Hello, Lighthouse.
Your ship has come in.
Okay, now, you know where you're going for the slate, yes?
Uh, Brenda Anton has the seagrass mats,
and Betsy Von Toff is going to do the flowers.
Hydrangeas only, people.
Okay, we have 72 hours to make this open house.
I want a full progress report and PO's by the end of the day.
Let's get it done. Go.
Ooh, hey, sorry about your office, Kiki.
I needed a base camp for Operation Model Home.
Okay, Julie, maybe a little bit, you've lost your mind.
This is a disaster.
Kirsten, if you stopped open heart surgery halfway through,
it'd look like murder.
You have 72 hours.
I gave you a list of the usual vendors.
See, there's that word, "usual." What I'm doing is... special.
It's inspired.
You're never going to get this done in time.
Oh, there's a good attitude. Thanks for putting that out.
All you need for this open house is a few accent rugs, a couch,
maybe a potted plant, we're selling a space.
Well, I'm selling a lifestyle.
Kirsten, the Newport group should be an aspirational brand.
Aspirational? Is that even a word?
Look, I know it seems ambitious,
and it'll be expensive, but sometimes...
you gotta spend money to make money.
Hey, are you hungry? I'm starved.
(no audio)
(indistinct conversation)
(school bell rings)
SANDY: Why did you do it?
If they vote to expel you, there's nothing we can do.
You'll have taken this opportunity and tanked it, why?
Are you jealous of this Oliver kid?
No, no, I'm not jealous.
Look, you guys may not believe me. No one does...
The first time I met the kid, he was in jail.
You said he has a medical history, right. He's trouble.
Now you're the one who might be expelled.
If only you'd come to us. Wanted to deal with it myself.
Well done.
We worked hard... you worked hard to get into that school?
You can't help Marissa. You can't even help yourself.
Okay, I screwed up yet again.
So now what?
You're going to kick me out?
You think you can mess up so bad we'll just give up on you?
No. You're part of this family now,
and you're going to feel the full weight of that.
You're going to wish we threw you out.
Hey, man.
Um... I couldn't help but overhear.
Yeah, well, actually, I was eavesdropping.
They're pretty pissed, huh? Yeah, well, I deserved it.
Yeah?
Well, good, so this is over then, though?
I mean, lesson learned and all that?
Today I saw Oliver give Marissa a letter,
which she put in her locker.
(unzipping bag)
And, um, seeing Oliver do this
inspired you to write a letter of your own?
So this is Oliver's letter... that Marissa asked you to mail?
I took it from her locker. Dude, what is wrong with you?
You haven't read it, have you? No. Not yet, not ever.
You can't read it, okay? Put it back.
He's a sick kid. He could hurt her.
Oliver has not done anything to Marissa except be her friend.
Okay, stop it. You're in enough trouble already.
And honestly, you're starting to freak me out a little bit.
Just... will you promise me that you will put it back?
Will you promise me that you will put it back?
Yeah.
Put it back. I will.
Put it back.
* You come into your room
* Could you come into your room *
(knocking)
Come in.
Hey, Ryan.
Okay, I know everything you said, but I need to talk to you.
You read it? It's worse than I imagined.
No, please don't.
He says he can't live without her--
I don't want to hear. That's like The Ring.
Anyone who reads is going to die.
It's also a federal offense.
Okay, I'm being serious. So am I, okay?
That is Marissa's letter, you stole from her locker and read.
If she finds out, you guys are done.
Okay, I get that, but Oliver...
Oliver might be crazy. You might be right, but...
Right now you're giving him a run for his money.
(knock at door)
MARISSA: Hey, Seth, is Ryan in there?
Yeah, hey.
Hey. What are you guys doing?
Ryan was waxing my back. Give us a second. It stinks.
Yeah, sure.
I wanted to know if maybe after school
you wanted to take that cooking lesson with Oliver.
Uh, I can't.
I'm helping Kirsten move furniture in the new model home.
(sniffling)
Julie?
(sighing)
It's a disaster.
What was all that about open heart surgery?
I lost the patient.
What happened? It's what didn't happen.
No slate, no bubbling fountains, no sea grass.
(sobbing): Hydrangeas are out of season.
I've 48 hours until the open house, and we have nothing.
We can fix this. No, we can't.
Way to put that into the universe, Julie.
I'll call my vendors. It may not be anything special.
May not be aspirational...
God, I don't give a rat's ass.
If Caleb sees the house empty... He won't.
But you got to be ready to work. Get your hands dirty.
Manicure's not till Friday.
Hi. Can I have an orange peel smoothie
with a splash of pineapple, please?
I'll have the same. Mm-mm.
Except with some strawberry and banana.
(raucous laughter)
(raspy squawking)
Oh, my God!
(Summer laughing)
Mr. Palmer totally looks like a pterodactyl!
Oh, God, he does impersonations?
Seth...
Why you all up in my Kool-Aid not even knowin' the flava?
(laughing) (weak chuckle)
Hey, Summer, you know who wants a smoothie?
Who? Mr. Tickle!
SUMMER: Oh, my God!
No! No!
Uh, Danny, hey, man, what are you doing after school?
Do you want to come over and hang out at my house?
I've TiVo'd some Leno. Seann William Scott's on.
Oh, Leno! Seann William Scott!
Nice! Double the comedy!
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see...
(doorbell ringing rapidly)
(knocking)
Hey, man. Hey.
I thought you were in court.
No, it's a settlement conference.
I never go to court anymore. Order up martinis and meatloaf.
We got ourselves a restaurant.
Well, I thought you'd be a little more excited.
Well... what did you do? I put a down payment.
Tomorrow we go sign the title.
I haven't had a chance to come up with my share.
No, I covered it.
We can work out a get-even scheme once we're afloat.
So, what, I'd work for you? Oh, Jimmy, come on.
Man, you are one click away from manning the mechanical bull
at the new cowboy bar.
I want to pull my own weight.
You've already done enough for me.
I'm not doing it for you.
This could mean freedom for us.
You could stay at a job you like
and it'll give me a break from my rich clients
and the office politics, we could work for ourselves.
I-I-I don't know, Sandy.
I I think I need a little more time.
How much more time do you need? It's too fast and soon.
Okay, great, I got an idea. Let's wait until we're dead.
I got to go settle.
(door opens and shuts)
That is so cool...
that you know Marissa's combo.
That shows a lot of trust, you know?
Yeah, well, for emergencies. Oh, yeah?
What's the emergency? You ran out of erasers?
No more ink left in your pen?
No, it's a book I forgot.
(chuckles softly)
Just kidding around, man.
Yo-ho.
The last class of the day is so tough to get through.
Feel you on that one. What's up?
Marissa and I were talking about a camping trip--
like Santa Monica Mountains-- bring the whole gang?
Sure, yeah. It sounds awesome, man.
Alright, I'll let her know that you are in.
Oh... long bathroom break.
Should go. See you.
I do not like that kid at all.
Yeah, don't you think that, uh...?
He's here for Marissa. Hell, yeah.
You got to let that guy know, "back off."
I'll do it for you if you want. Ah, I'll keep that in mind.
Well, give me the word, and I will drop the Great Gatsby.
Did your mama teach you how to play this game?
You didn't think I'd pack the heat, did you?
Oh, you think you can get me here? Home court advantage.
Well, guess what? Who's got the secret codes?
Danny does!
Guess what, buddy? You are punk'd.
There's a camera there, a camera there, and a camera right there.
Who's your daddy?
Hey, kid, the settlement happened sooner than I thought.
Hey, oh, good. This is my friend, uh, uh, Danny.
Hey, how are you? I'm Sandy.
Why don't you take a shower?
Pardon me? Uh, kidding. I like you dirty.
Sandy? Dirty? Sandy? Dirty?
Whoa, that kid is not funny.
Thank you, I know.
He makes Ryan look funny.
He makes Marissa look funny.
Gentiles. I love your mother more than words,
but not funny.
Get yourself some funnier friends.
There you are.
Oh, thanks, man. Sure.
Oh, I'm so parched.
Oh, dude, did you see my impression of Mr. Parker?
Yes, pterodactyl-- I've seen it, it's good.
(chuckling): Yeah.
Hey, listen, man, can I ask you a favor?
Sure. When you're around Summer--
This is weird, but could you,
could you try and be a little less funny?
Man, all I ever hear from her is how funny Seth Cohen is,
how he's the funniest guy she's ever met.
And man, I like her so much, and I'm just,
I'm killing myself to hang in there.
She said that about me--
that she thinks I'm the funniest guy ever?
Yes, you and some dude named Captain Oates.
Who the hell is Captain Oates?
Well, chin up, Danny, because you know what?
I think you're funny.
I just think, and if you don't mind me saying so,
you could go a little, uh, uh, bigger with your comedy.
I think you're sort of small, a little under the radar.
Yeah? Yeah. Big's hilarious.
Big. Yeah.
Alright man, thanks. I'll give that a shot.
Give it a shot. Give it a shot!
Thanks for making time for me after school.
I know how busy you are. Of course.
What's going on? Why don't you have a seat?
So, I know this is a little outside
my job description as dean.
I felt I had a responsibility
to have an honest conversation with you.
What is it?
I need to talk to you about one of our transfer students
with whom I know you have a relationship,
and who I'm worried might not be so stable.
I appreciate it, Dr. Kim,
but I'm well aware of Oliver's issues.
It's not Oliver I want to talk about.
MAN: Detention's over, gentlemen. See you tomorrow.
I thought you were helping Kirsten.
I got detention. I see that.
What for?
I failed this chemistry quiz. Slacking off on some homework.
That's a lie. What are you talking about?
I heard about what happened-- your break-in.
I did it to protect you. What? What're you talking about?
He has a history of girls he's obsessed with.
He is not obsessed with me.
You know, ever since he showed up, you never trusted him.
And okay, that's who you are, but you have to trust me.
The kid has serious issues. Who doesn't?
He's in love with you. We're just friends.
Yeah.
And what's this?
Where did you get this?
You stole it from my locker?
I've been looking everywhere for this.
So, you know what this is, what this says?
I can't believe you.
I can't believe you read it. I'm sorry.
How can you say he's not in love with you?
Because he didn't write it to me. He wrote it to Natalie.
He wants to get back together with her,
and he just wanted me to read it first.
Look, I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore.
Because now... I don't trust you.
KIRSTEN: Morning.
(quietly): Morning.
You okay?
Well, I'm supposed to sign the title
on the Lighthouse today.
I can't believe you're buying a restaurant.
Funny, that's what Jimmy said just before he backed out.
He did?
I know the whole idea seems crazy,
but I thought that was part of the appeal.
What'll you do?
I'm going to see if I can buy a little time
and not lose the place.
Well, you can always hire Julie as a partner.
I think she'll be available.
I have to show my father the model home this morning,
and we had no time to pull it together.
I believe he'll be underwhelmed.
Well, the Coopers sure keep things unpredictable, huh?
No, I predicted that Julie would be fired.
Top of the morning to you, son.
Did you talk to Ryan last night?
Uh, no, he just came home and went straight to bed.
Hey. Do you want something to eat?
You missed dinner-- you must be hungry.
I'm okay. Thanks.
What time's Marissa picking you up, because I'm going early.
Marissa's not picking me up.
He hasn't called yet.
I know.
Is it bad that he hasn't called yet?
It doesn't mean anything.
Hello. Hi, Cal.
Hey, Dad.
Well, I just got back from the new development.
Look, it was short notice, and Julie did the best
she could, considering.
You're preaching to the converted.
I loved it.
Decor was simple, classic-- just the way I like it.
It allows the architecture and the views
to sell themselves. You're happy?
Pleased as punch.
Our Julie here hit one out of the park on her first swing.
Well, what can I say. It's... it's my true passion.
Well, now your passion's your job.
Kiki, you can stop looking for a new decorator.
We've found our girl. We have?
You two are such close friends makes the decision easier.
It'll be fun, you two working together, side by side.
Have you lost your mind, Kiki? That thing is unsightly.
Well, who could've predicted this?
Hey, Summer.
Hey, Cohen. How are you?
Okay. Yeah?
It's just Danny.
I mean, he was like really funny, right?
And now, all of a sudden, he's gotten, like... big.
DANNY: Hey, Seth! Check it out!
(whooping)
Now that's funny. Yeah.
Well, that's the end of him.
I guess I really will end up bitter and alone.
Hey, I'm sorry.
And I thought he was a good one. Hmm.
But I guess people can be really unpredictable.
You know?
ANNA: Hey.
Nice scarf. You, too.
(laughs)
So, it's Croque Monsieur Thursday.
Yes, it is.
But I was thinking of having fish sticks.
I was going to have peanut butter and jelly.
Great. I'm going to go wash up, and we'll go eat?
Okay. Alright.
Bye.
(sighs)
Well, I'm gonna go.
Yeah. Well, I have to go ice big funny guy, so...
Well, if you're ever feeling, you know, too bitter or lonely,
I TiVo'd some Daily Shows.
Hmm. I know Jon Stewart's no Leno, but...
Thanks.
* There's still a little bit of you laced *
* With my doubt
* It's still a little hard to say *
* What's going on
* Stones taught me to fly
* Love, it taught me to lie
* Life, it taught me to die
* So it's not hard to fall
* When you float like a cannon **
My dad died and left me this place.
I never thought I'd have to sell it.
It was such a magical spot... when I was a kid.
Don't sell it. Give me a little more time to find a partner.
Sandy, I got two other offers on the table. I can't wait.
I understand.
I'm not too late, am I?
Who's this?
That's my partner. I found him.
Listen, that whole conversation we just had
about not wanting to buy the place, forget it.
Look, uh, you know, this could fail.
I mean, you know, I could fail again.
I pretty much only have a legacy of failure.
I could be responsible for ruining this place,
ruining our friendship.
Jimmy, just sign it.
(sighs)
Okay.
* So much for the city
* Tell me that you'll dance to the end **
So I heard what happened between you and Marissa.
Yeah.
Uh... I'm sorry.
It's okay. No, it's not.
I was wrong about you.
Well, I mean, did you think I came here
because of Marissa?
What, because I'm in love with her?
Yeah, I know, I...
It was crazy.
Mm.
Here's the deal, Ryan, and it's nothing personal.
But Marissa and I, we just connect.
She understands me, gets me.
And, hey, I don't know if there's one person on the planet
you're supposed to be with,
but when she and I are together, it sure feels that way.
And I'm... I'm sorry, but you and Marissa?
Come on, man. You're from different worlds.
You stay away from her. You can't fight fate, man.
I mean, I didn't even have to lift a finger
and look what happened to you guys.
Because you're not supposed to be together.
And I'm not saying you didn't serve your purpose,
but if it wasn't for you, she would've never gone to therapy.
She never would have met me.
I am not going to let this happen.
At this point, who's going to believe you?
Walk away.
You have a chance to really make something of yourself.
Don't blow it over some chick you're not going to care about.
Okay?
I really am sorry.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Back off!
(crowd clamoring)
Stay away from her! Stay away from her!