The O.C. (2003) s02e03 Episode Script

Caleb is going to be indicted.
|I don't know when.
- Oh, my God, the yard guy?|- Yeah, I know.
What was I supposed to do, wait for you?|You weren't coming back.
I wanted you to tell me the truth.
- Who's your favorite writer?|- Bendis.
Well, hot damn, welcome to the club.
- I love that guy.
|- You're not the only one.
- You had me three months ago, and you left.
|- I want to make that up to you.
This has nothing to do with me.
|It is about you, and it is always about you.
- Put your hands behind your head.
|- Don't say anything.
I'll follow you to the station.
Do you think I did the right thing-|cutting my hair? I can't believe this about your grandfather.
|He's in big trouble.
Yeah, I know, with the creek and the no paddle.
Damn Oregonian barbers, man,|making my head too small for my body.
- How do you work with this mirror?|- Grandpa, front page, jail? - I was in that photo.
I got cut out, though, probably 'cause of my hairdo.
|- Sorry to see you're so upset.
- I'll survive.
It'll grow out.
|- I'm talking about Caleb.
Looks like someone was way off base.
Accusing you of making everything about you.
- My God, she is right.
|- I was just kidding, man.
No, dude, here I am, going on and on about my haircut.
|My grandfather's in the cooler.
I'm like a monster, dude.
|I'm all I think about, and not in a good way.
- There's a good way?|- Talk to me about anything other than me.
Go, give me anything.
- Ah, here it is.
First day of A.
P.
Physics today.
|I'm kind of nervous.
Ryan, could you quit fretting|over your nerd gear for like five seconds? We have a real crisis on our hands, unless|Summer's wrong, and I'm not completely insufferable.
- Why didn't you just tell me, then?|- It was kind of hard getting a word in.
I mean, you're a good talker, but you're not so Summer's right then.
I have to do, I have|to change.
I have to be a better person.
Better how? Uh, less selfish.
More selfless,|less take, more give.
- Less pitching, more catching.
|- Look, man, I'm used to it.
You don't have to change for me.
- Oh, I'm not changing for you.
|- For who then, Summer? Uh, no, no, uh, uh,|I- I think for the greater good of man.
There's no hidden agenda here,|like say, getting Summer back? Dude, I don't even want Summer back.
|Unless that is what she wants, in which case,|that's not about me.
That's about me supporting her,|and her wanting of, of, of me But I think that's|what she wants, okay? Just admit it- you want her back.
|No.
No, I don't.
- It's the new me, Ryan.
World, wrap your head around the new Seth Cohen.
|- You're talking about yourself in the third person How is Seth's hair right now? - Oh, you can thank me later.
|- Thank you for letting me sleep the night in jail.
It was the most vile, most inhuman night of my life.
Well, coming from the guy who married|Julie Cooper, that's saying something.
So, aside from coming up with your hilarious one-liners,|what's our next move? My next move is to meet with the partners.
|Make sure they agree to my taking you on as a client.
- Why wouldn't they?|- You're not exactly the ideal client.
- What- rich, powerful?|- Guilty.
- You missed the turn.
|- I'm not taking you to the office.
Kirsten is meeting us at the house.
- I have a business to run.
|- Who are you kidding? We both know, with the exception|of the underhanded stuff, Kirsten does everything anyway.
Step down.
Put Kirsten in charge.
|That's your next move.
Excuse me.
- I'm new, um is it all right to park here?|- Sure, if you're not embarrassed.
- Ryan, what would you like?|- You buying? No, but I'm letting you order first.
|I may be selfless, but I'm still pretty stingy.
- Well, in that case,uh, let's see.
Can I have a what, what do you got?|- Large coffee.
I just didn't want to keep him waiting.
|That'd be selfish.
Iced coffee for me,please.
What? There's a new club at the pier|that the Walkmen are playing at.
- You know who loves the|Walkmen? - You? - Yeah, and - Summer.
|- Summer is going out with Zach? Yeah, so maybe I'll buy her and|Zach tickets to the show.
- Why would you do that?|- Out of friendship and to show her how selfless I can be.
- And to get her back.
- I'm going to look into this.
- Seth,|your coffee.
- Oh, thanks a lot.
I'll, uh, get you next time.
- Oh, my God.
I am so sorry.
|- That was refreshing.
Uh, here, let me - I am so sorry.
|Are you okay? - Yeah, I have to, uh, get a rhinoplasty, but|now I'll look just like all the other girls here.
It's okay, really.
Uh, you can leave|my tampons where they are.
Thanks.
Is there anything I can do? Uh, well, I guess you could dislocate my shoulder,|or shave off my eyebrows.
I mean, is this how you guys treat|all your new students,or is today just my lucky day? - Can I buy you a coffee?|- No, no, no, no.
Please, please don't.
I've had plenty, thanks,|and I'm guessing you have, too.
I'm just going to ring out my shirt and stuff toilet paper|up my nose, and I'm sure I'll have no trouble fitting in now.
So, thanks.
Dad, we have to think about the future here.
The only way a company is going to survive a crisis like this|is for the C.
E.
O.
to step down.
Face it, Caleb, it's time|to get your Martha Stewart on.
There's more police, more reporters,|or angry stockholders.
Julie, hi.
Caleb.
As soon as I saw the paper, I walked right|out of my seaweed wrap, and I came right here.
- That's a heartwarming tale.
|- A relaxing weekend at the Montage was exactly what I needed to remind me of what's important I know I haven't been there for you, sweetie.
|But you haven't been exactly honest with me.
- Uh, we're going to.
.
|- It was just getting good.
All right.
Honey When Jimmy went down,|our marriage fell apart.
I do not want that to happen to us.
|We're partners, which means we share everything.
So, put me to work.
What can I do-|talk to the press, make some calls? - Kirsten is taking care of all of that.
|- Well, she can't do everything.
- Surely there's something I can do.
|- There is one thing, but - Name it.
|- Food.
- Since I'm going to be working from home, we're going to need|some water, some coffee, some of those pumpkin muffins I like Thanks, JuJu.
Kirsten, Sandy?|Back to business.
Is it just me, or is Zach perfect? He's good-looking, but not into himself, smart,|but not a showoff.
Athletic, but sensitive.
A politician's son.
|Hey, he's like Newport's Prince William.
- Yeah, the kind of guy parents love.
|- Hey, did I tell you how stoked my dad is that I'm dating a congressman's son? - He is, like, dying to go have lunch with Zach.
|- So, you going to do it? No way.
Remember what a Grade A disaster|that was with Cohen? - Yeah, but Zach's not Seth.
|- Believe me, I know.
- So, then what's the problem?|You afraid he might actually like Zach? Then you two will live happily ever after|with no problems and nothing standing in your way? - No.
I no.
|- Oh, so, then you're not over Seth.
Oh, I am.
I've divested myself of all of Seth's material|possessions.
I'm vibrating at an extremely Cohenless frequency.
- Okay, so, then you don't really like Zach.
|- No.
I mean yes.
I don't Ew, shut up.
Hey, Summer.
Marissa.
Hey.
Come sit down.
Oh, hey, Marissa, I was really sorry|to read about your stepdad in the paper today.
- You read the paper?|- Just the L.
A.
Times, the New York Times, the Orange County Register and The Wall Street Journal.
This relationship is probably over now, right?|I'll just go.
No, no, no.
Stay.
Um, actually,|we were just talking, and um What are you doing this weekend? You got to be kidding me.
I know, I know.
I'm sorry,|but it's the only seat left.
- Don't worry, I promise I'll keep my hands to myself.
|- Well, it's your elbow I'm worried about.
- Why do you hate me so much?|- No, I don't; I'm sorry.
- What did I do? - It was an accident.
|- No, it was like four accidents.
- Six, if you count each individual tampon.
|- I don't know what else you want me to say.
- Nothing.
In fact, we never need to speak to each other again.
|- Yeah, see, but I was really enjoying getting to know you.
- Well, I wasn't.
- I was|being sarcastic.
- I wasn't.
Morning, guys.
Your favorite physics teacher here, R.
E.
Greenberg,|with your new lab partner assignments.
We've got Adrianna Alberghetti with Philip Raskin.
Ryan Atwood with Lindsay Gardner.
Jennifer Anderson with Jamie Barber.
- Ryan Atwood?|- Lindsay Gardner.
The Bait Shop? - Could be our very own CBGBs.
|- "CB" what? Oh, come on, what, the only music they had in|Chino is the sounds of gunshots and helicopters? Oh, let's get the tickets.
Hmm.
Hello? Hello? Okay.
Hi, excuse me.
|Uh, we're here about tickets.
She's got headphones on.
|She can't hear you.
Yeah, I can see that.
Thanks.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
|- Touch me again, I'll hurt you.
- Okay, fine.
What do you call this?|- Thanks.
- What do you want? - Tickets for|Friday's show.
- Sold out.
Sorry.
- That's the last one.
All set, Alex.
|- Awesome.
- Thank you so much.
Here are your tickets, and I threw in a couple extras.
|- Cool, thanks.
- Uh, why does he get tickets?|- Because he works here.
- Well, if I work here, could I get tickets?|- You don't work here.
- What's that right there?|- Oh, you you wouldn't want that job.
- No, sure I would.
Sign me up.
|- Seth - You don't want to know the pay, the hours, job description?|- No, I'm good.
- Minimum wage, long, uh, taking tickets,|cleaning toilets, and the light preparation of fried foods.
- I'll be sure and wash my hands between the last two.
I have to ask Nat, the owner.
|But he's never here, so - Perfect.
|- Okay, I'm Alex.
You can start right now.
If I don't fire you by the end of tonight, then come back tomorrow.
- I have a mop, Ryan.
|- You've got a mop, bro.
- So, you're doing all this for Summer?|- Yeah, for her friendship.
- Wow, you really are changing.
|- Yeah, I am.
Changing urinal cakes, that's how committed|Seth Cohen is, to the new Seth Cohen.
Okay, now you're talking|about yourself in, like, the fourth person.
Well, it's a whole new dimension of selflessness, Ryan.
|Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the urinals.
I don't know where they are.
Check out the new Ryan Atwood,|studying at the breakfast table.
- How are classes going?|- Tough.
Physics.
- Oh, physics is tough.
|- It's not the work, it's the students.
A student, to be exact.
- My back.
Personal growth is so painful.
|- My son, doing manual labor? I never thought I'd live to see the day.
Hey, Mom.
Check out this ironic|twist of events.
- Ryan is now a science nerd, I'm working|a blue-collar job.
- That's nice, honey.
- Mom?|- Oh, Seth, don't worry.
Your grandfather's situation is very serious, but your father and I are handling it.
Right.
Grandpa.
To tell you the truth,|I haven't even like um - .
.
slept well the past couple nights, so concerned have I|been for his well-being.
- But everything is going to be okay? Right.
- Right?|- Right.
And what, if Grandpa, like, he did have to go to some|white-collar prison with tennis and TiVo, then? - Don't worry, Seth, it won't affect|you.
- He wouldn't lose the company? - No.
- What about the house?|- Son.
That's crazy talk.
Everything's going to be fine.
- I don't want you to worry, sweetie.
|- I'm not.
- Because it's not going to be like it was with your father.
I'm going to hold this family together.
|- Fine.
Marissa, listen to me.
I know that there's a lot of uncertainty|in our lives right now, but I want you to believe me when I say|that Caleb is not going to jail.
Oh, well, that's a shame, 'cause if Caleb did go to jail, then you'd be out on|the street, and I could go back to living with Dad.
- So should we maybe exchange numbers or something?|- For what? To work on our lab report.
Oh, uh no, I already turned it in.
Don't worry,|I put both our names on it.
You'll get an "A.
" - Funny, I thought we were supposed to|- Yeah, I know, but, uh, here's the thing.
The only reason why I transferred to Harbor|was so I could load up on A.
P.
courses, get accepted into Yale early and never have to look|at another cheerleader or water polo player ever again.
- No offense.
|- Okay, I think you got the wrong idea about me.
You think I'm stupid.
God doesn't give with both hands, so|take the "A.
" Enjoy it.
It's my treat.
- Uh-huh.
|- Where are you going? - Mr.
Greenberg?|- Yes? That lab report Lindsay handed in,|I'm afraid I'm not quite finished with it yet.
Well, it looks perfect to me.
- Nice work.
You guys make a great team.
|- I didn't get a chance to contribute a whole lot to that report, I mean anything - Is this true? Lindsay? Look, guys, good science requires teamwork.
|Part of the assignment is working together.
- If we had different partners.
|- I'm keeping you together, and giving you an additional assignment, which you'll do together Or fail, together.
Oh, yeah, you're not stupid at all.
Uh, a little help here.
|I think I'm going to have a hernia.
I had a hernia when I was little once.
|I had to have an operation.
Seth, can you?!|Oh, oh, sorry, sorry.
Okay.
My leg just went numb.
My legs went numb, but we're cool.
|That's okay, right? That's normal? - You are so out of your element.
|- No, I'm not.
- What are you even doing here?|- I need tickets.
I'll do anything to get them.
- What are you, like, a huge fan?|- Yeah, of a certain prickly brunette named after my least favorite season.
- You're doing this for a girl?|- Well, to be clear, I'm actually getting the tickets for her and her boyfrien Her boy her friend that's a boy.
- I'm showing her that I'm capable of thinking of somebody other than myself.
|- Huh, that's sweet.
It's pathetic, but sweet.
- Yeah, that's my niche-pathetic and sweet.
Hmm.
What? No.
Mom! I don't know, maybe.
Okay, I love you, too.
|And say hi to Daddy.
What? How old are you? - Seventeen.
|- What?! Really? You don't go to school? I used to.
I got kicked out.
Of Corona, Matre Day, and even Newport Union.
After that, my parents had enough,|said, "Go away, get a job, move out," which I did.
I got my own studio on the numbered streets,|and I work here, and I've never been happier.
- Yeah? This is you happy?|- Look, you barely earned these, but Hey, right on.
Thanks.
|Ah! All right, Summer's going to be very stoked.
On-on the band.
I hear they're really good live,and I think|the best thing for our friendship, is like, a good, live, band.
As a girl, I feel I should probably warn you,|that this whole little game you're planning, she's gonna see right through it.
Mr.
Brubaker, I assure you|that my father is innocent.
I no,|he's not in the office, but I'll have him call you.
- I am so happy to see you.
|- Guess who no longer works for Partridge, Savage and Cann? - You quit?|- Or got fired.
Quit slash got fired.
|Lot of things were said.
- None of them good.
|- What happened? Your father.
They said as long as I was representing him,|I wasn't working for them.
It's Thursday night.
|No knocking until 9:00 p.
m.
Cohen! How did you get in here?|Your stepmom, who's in unusually good spirits.
- It's the Klonopin.
|- That'd explain that eye twitch.
- Listen, I'm not going to stay long.
|- Actually, you can't stay at all.
The Valley is on, so you should just Right, no,|I have something for you.
- Well, unless it's a plutonium|-fueled car to take me back to last year so I can never date you, I'm not interested.
- Oh, okay, it's two tickets to The Walkmen tomorrow night.
|- I'm not going to a concert with you, ass.
Hey, I'm not going, okay? Well, I am, actually, I'm going,|but I'm not going to go with you.
These are for you and Zach.
- Me and Zach?|- Yeah.
- Is this a trick?|- Nope, just, you know, wanted to do something nice for someone other than myself for a change.
So hopefully, I don't know, we can all|hang out, we can be friends.
Friends.
If you want.
Anyways, enjoy the show.
- Do you want this closed, or?|- Yeah.
Thanks for letting me stay over, and thanks for breakfast.
|You finally learned how to make French toast, huh? Mm, anytime.
|Happy to have the company.
- I know what you mean.
|- Yeah, what do you know about being lonely? Hmm.
Well, let's see.
My stepfather blackmailed me|into living with my mom.
My mom shipped my little sister off to boarding school, oh, and my boyfriend spent the entire summer with a girl,|who may or may not have been pregnant with his child, - and now that he is back he won't talk to me thanks to D.
J.
|- Who's D.
J.
? Doesn't even matter since|he's not talking to me, either.
Mariss, honey? You ready to go? I'm gonna go get my stuff.
|Back to the gulag.
She knows I heard that.
|It's a little game we play.
Mm-hmm.
So how's Caleb? Fantastic, never better.
- Facing prison, we could lose everything.
|- So you gonna divorce him and take his kids? No.
And you think he'd be just a little bit grateful,|show some appreciation for my personal growth.
He only listens to Kirsten and Sandy.
Well, the woman I married wouldn't stand for that.
|Nobody puts Julie Cooper in the corner.
I don't know how this is happening again.
- Maybe 'cause you keep marrying for money?|- I did not marry for money.
- Well, I didn't marry you for money.
|- No, you married me because you were pregnant.
You married me because I was pregnant.
|I married you because I loved you.
- Bye, Dad.
|- Bye, sweetheart.
- Love you.
|- I love you, too.
Back to the gulag.
Oh, KE equals one half MB squared.
So if gravity|is the constant, and we plug in these velocities - Ryan, what are you doing?|- Trying to do the assignment.
- Except you've already finished it.
|- If you flunk out of Harvard, you can spend the rest of your life floating in your paren - I need an academic scholarship, so|- Okay, what makes you think my parents have an infinity pool? I mean, they do, but they're not my parents.
|I transferred in from Chino last year.
- I was just like you.
|- Really? You were assaulted by the Captain of the water polo team.
Okay, first of all, I've never even seen|a water polo game, match, whatever.
Second of all, yeah, I was.
Then I took a second to get to know the guy,|and he turned out to be a pretty good friend.
- Well, um, I'm not here to make friends.
|- Yeah, well, mission accomplished.
- Look, clearly, this isn't working.
|- Clearly.
So, let's just Look, you do the first half of the assignment,|then I'll go over it before I put it together with mine.
- And I'll go over yours.
|- Fine.
Then I guess we'll have to get together this weekend and go over it together.
Sounds like the perfect way to spend the weekend.
|See ya.
- The Bait Shop.
Where is that exactly?|- I don't know.
- So where'd you get these from, then?|- Uh, you know, uh, Cohen.
- He gave them to you?|- To us.
Hmm.
Why'd he do that? Um, well, he said he wants to be friends,|that he's trying to change.
Um, to be less Coheny|and more like, well, a person.
- Don't you think he might be trying that just to win you back?|- No.
- I mean no.
|- Okay, let's just say, hypothetically, Seth really is changing.
Would that mean|you'd want to get back together with him? - Well, hypothetically?|- You know what? Don't answer.
Just go to the concert alone.
- Zach.
|- See Seth.
No bickering, no bantering, just talk.
As much as I like you, Summer,|you need to figure this out with him.
I need you to figure this out.
Holy mack.
|You are, like, such an adult.
I mean, you're not insecure, you're not jealous.
Are you a robot?|Huh? We had a great time over break, right? But if that's all it was supposed to be, and we've|taken this as far as possible, just let me know.
Okay? Okay.
Do you think champagne is really necessary? Ooh.
Absolutely.
We need to toast to quitting,|slash, getting fired.
To independence.
- You mean unemployment.
|- Oh, Dad, just think how much time Sandy will have to spend on your case.
- Padding around the house in his black socks and his robe.
I|can't wait.
- Cal, don't you have a toast to make, too? - No.
Uh, it's all right.
Um, too much champagne, I get giggly.
- When have you ever been giggly?|- Dad, what is it? Julie and I have been talking,|and, uh, I've come to a decision.
Tomorrow morning, I'm calling a press conference to announce|that I'll be stepping down from The Newport Group and appointing - Oh, I'm glad you listened to reason.
|- Dad, wow.
As of tomorrow morning, Julie will be|the new Chief Executive Officer of the Newport Group.
Who needs more champagne, hmm? - Hey, thanks.
|- Yup.
- Any Summer sightings?|- Oh, no, not yet.
What if she doesn't show? What if, after all this, she never knows the blood and sweat|and-and other people's pee that went in to getting her those tick Well, then you'd be happy for her|'cause you're her friend, right? Totally, yeah.
Hey, you came.
- Where's Zach? - Oh, um, he couldn't make it.
|- Oh, that's That's real that's too bad.
Um, let me show you to your very V.
I.
P.
seating.
|It's this way.
- Hey.
|- Hey.
I wasn't planning on coming here tonight.
I'm here for Team Summer.
I'm here for Team Seth.
So, what do you think? - Seth and Summer-star-crossed lovers?|- Or better off just friends.
- Destined to be together?|- Or just too dysfunctional together to make it work.
- I guess only time will tell.
|- Yeah, I guess.
You want to go in, watch the band? The last time we went to a concert,|it, uh, didn't turn out too well.
Things are different now.
- Well, then, come on.
You like this band?|- I like Journey.
Julie's waiting in the car.
|You and I are gonna talk later.
Yes? - I'm not sure I want to talk to you.
|- Sandy.
Kirsten is the one good thing in your life.
How could|you do this to her? After all she has done for you? - I have to think of my marriage.
|- What does Julie Cooper know about being the CEO.
of a multimillion dollar company? - It's a figurehead position.
You said so yourself.
Kirsten will continue to run the show.
|- And work for Julie? Why the hell w - What do you suggest I do?|- I suggest you find a way to make it up to Kirsten now.
Unless you want Julie to be your lawyer, too.
- Can you see okay?|- Yeah, I can see fine.
- There's no, like, obstructed views|or anything, right? - Right.
- Okay.
I just know, sometimes at shows, you can't see so well,|'cause, you know, the tall people are standing.
Yeah, right, you know, but now|I'm just having a hard time hearing.
- But, thanks for getting me a seat.
|- No problem.
- Look, Cohen, I think we need to really talk.
|- Hey! There you are.
Look, some guy just puked all over an amplifier, and - Why was that tattooed girl just telling you about vomit?|- She's, uh She's my boss.
I actually work here now.
- What?|- Yeah.
It was the only way I could get those tickets.
- But why?|- Well, I needed the tickets to show you that I could be selfless, and I needed to be selfless to get you to stop - Cohen, that was really sweet.
-|Pathetic and sweet? - No, just sweet.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
|Oh, God.
Oh.
Come on, I'm sor|Summer, just wait a second.
- You are unbelievable.
- Not in a good way, right? - I thought|you just wanted to be friends.
- I do.
- Oh, well, then what was that, that kiss? - I don't|know.
I didn't mean for it to happen.
- Really? - Yeah.
- So this whole night wasn't just a plan to get me back?|- No, absolutely not.
- Unless maybe that's what you want -|Cohen! - What? Come on! Just wait a second.
- I believed you.
How you were changing, that you just wanted to be friends.
|- I do! That's Maybe I just I can't be just friends with you.
|Well, then, I guess maybe this is it for us.
I'm so tired right now.
|I- I didn't even sleep at all.
- Oh, dude, the only thing holding my head up is my lungs.
-|Sorry, man.
- I handled that Summer situation so wrong I just - I really shouldn't have returned her phone calls.
|- She never called you.
- I should've dated other girls.
|- What other girls? Maybe if I'd played her hot and cold, right, mess with her mind|a little bit, then I don't know.
I think it potentially could - Look, man, I'm sorry, really, I am, and I would love to|rehash the evening second by second one more time, but I'm late.
- Uh I'm meeting my lab partner.
I've got this physics assignment.
|- On a Saturday? - Ryan, the whole geek routine-it was really amusing at first,|but I think you're taking things a little bit too far.
- Thi - I just need to talk about me for, like, several more hours at least.
|- I thought you didn't do that anymore.
No, that was the new Seth Cohen.
I'm back, Ryan.
|Cohen Classic, red, white, and me, come on.
Hang in there.
I won't be gone long.
- Did the light of dawn make any of this a little easier to take?|- Harder, actually.
- So what are you going to do?|- I'll tell you this.
- I'm not going back to the office.
I may tolerate Julie as|my stepmother, but I will not suffer the indignity of her being - Well, there's a concept.
- Come on.
you and me, a couple|of bathrobes and black socks? - The thought of that is so - Liberating.
|- Scary.
- Forget the black socks.
Barefoot, baby, barefoot.
- I can't|be unemployed.
I-I can't even take a vacation for more than a we - A vacation with you is no vacation, what with the itineraries and the sightseeing.
|- I just I can't have worked this hard I don't know.
Can't quit.
|Can't go back there.
Well, I don't know, either.
|What I do know is I'm not the one you should be telling this to.
- Hey.
|- Hey.
- Seth.
You're in my room.
|- Yeah.
- How'd you get in here?|- I, uh, took a left at the grotto, and I hopped the funicular to the dumbwaiter.
This is a nic - So, what are you doing in here?|- Well, when I have a problem, Marissa, I like to talk about it incessantly.
Yeah, no, that's it.
I just think I burned out|anyone else who will listen, so - Is now a bad time?|- I'm game.
So I think I really messed things up with|Summer last night, hurt her pretty bad.
- Yeah, you did.
- Okay, not going to|sugarcoat this one, huh? - Not for you.
Look, if you really want to be her friend|then maybe you should think about just apologizing.
- You know, say you were sorry.
|- Yeah, no, I know.
- Sounds so simple when you say it.
|- I think that's a good place to start.
Okay.
Uh, do you happen to know where Summer is right now?|I just have this thing that I've got to tell her.
- Yeah, she's at the club having lunch with her dad.
|- Oh, yeah, her father.
Cool, well, I'm just going to, you know Whoa, Seth, you know what? Don't go there now.
|Just, uh, give her some space.
Yeah, space, totally.
I know.
- Hey, do you know where Ryan is? - 'Cause we had fun last night,|and I thought just maybe - Ryan's actually at school doing - School?|- I don't know.
He's kind of a dork now.
Thanks.
- She's agreed to supervised visitation, 20 minutes max.
|- She's my daughter, Sandy.
I don't need to be supervised.
I'm supervising her.
I'm afraid she might kill you.
- I'm sorry.
About yesterday.
|- So that's it? No second thoughts? You're not going to change your mind? - It's what I have to do, Kiki, for Julie to save|our marriage.
- Who is going to save the company? - You.
That's why I'm appointing you Newport Group's Chief Financial Officer.
|'Cause we all know whoever controls the money controls t - Really.
Does Julie know that?|- She'll find out.
- I don't know.
|- Come on, Kiki.
The company needs you.
The family needs you.
I need you.
Julie will get bored after a day, anyway.
|Want to go to a cardio bar, fashion island Do I get a raise? - So, um I appreciate what you're trying to do with|the - Okay, I'm reading here.
- Oh, uh, take your time.
- I just wanted to let you know that you didn't do a bad job.
|- Your work isn't terrible, either.
A little rushed, maybe.
So, I've been thinking.
Um I owe you an apology.
|Well, several, actually.
You have to actually say the words.
|That's kind of how it works.
I would like to extend to you a formal acknowledgment|that I may have, um, unintentionally I'm sorry.
|Me, too.
I'm sorry.
- I-I'm sorry about the coffee and the black eye and the tampons.
|- Well, you can see why I thought you were intellectually I'm just I'm really glad that you're not.
- Your, uh, penmanship, however|- Hey, what's wrong with my penmanship? - Nothing, just Just, next time,|don't hold the pen between your toes.
Oh, well, um, next time, don't spell "canceling" with two|L's.
Yeah, that's wrong.
You want to you want to fix that? - I I was using the Canadian spelling.
|- Oh, you're using the Canadian spelling, eh? - Hi.
I'm looking for, uh, Roberts, table for|two? - We've got Roberts for three.
- Okay.
Yeah.
- Hey.
|- Hey.
If someone would've told me last year that you and I would be|the two loneliest people in Newport, I wouldn't have believed ' Well at least not the you part.