One Tree Hill s05e06 Episode Script

I'm not here to talk about Jamie.
I just always wondered if he knows who I am.
He found a picture of you once.
- What'd you tell him? - I told him you were dead.
It's Mia.
She's the magic, Peyton, and I'm telling you, her spark is getting squashed by this ass of a singer.
Oh, this is for you.
It's supposed to bring good luck.
I know we just met, but I just wanted you to know that I'm here.
Good to know.
Any student who walks out that door fails this quarter.
Say goodbye to extracurricular activities.
Say goodbye to sports, like basketball.
Well, well.
Hello, Jamie.
How would you like to come live with grandpa? Mama! Daddy! Mama! Hey, baby.
What's the matter? Did you have a bad dream, buddy? - He tried to get me.
- Who did? Grandpa Dan.
He escaped.
- From heaven? - Prison.
Did you tell Jamie my dad's in prison? - Maybe.
- Why?! Because he's in prison.
- Why, what'd you tell him? - We told him he was dead.
Man, how am I supposed to know that? I mean, he be asking me stuff.
You have to lie to him, man.
He's having nightmares now.
Look, you know, he be tricking me.
He get all, like, cute.
Yeah, I know.
He does have that going for him.
You said he asked you stuff.
What else did you tell him? Not much.
Just the truth.
Like? Like "The Man" killed Tupac and Biggie, never date girls named Bevin, and Santa Claus is black.
You say anything about the easter bunny? A bunny that lay eggs? You know how many questions he'd ask me about that? All right, just stay clear of the whole Dan thing until we figure out how we're gonna handle this, okay? Fine by me.
I won't say a word.
Can I help you? Is that your room? It used to be mine.
Want to see it? You sure? I mean, I could be a psycho.
You don't know.
It happens.
You're not a psycho.
You're Peyton.
Come on.
Wow.
It's different.
- Molly.
- Molly.
Yeah.
God! You know, when I lived here, the walls were red.
A red bedroom? That's crazy.
Oh, no.
It was everything I wanted it to be.
- But I mean, this is nice, too.
- Thanks.
So, you really loved him, huh? - Lucas? - Are you some kind of psychic? Was it really true love always? One would think that since they charge by the hour for this little venture, you might be more punctual.
- You're Brooke's mom, right? - Victoria.
Also known as the money behind this, whatever this is.
- And you're the producer? - Yeah, I'm Haley.
I'm sorry.
It's nice to meet you.
I'm a good friend of Brooke's.
Brooke has so many good friends since her success.
Having said that I'd like to have a listen to our investment.
Okay, I'll just give Peyton a call.
No, I really don't have time for that.
And God knows what gutter Peyton Sawyer is lying in.
So, if you don't mind You know what? I'm gonna wait in there.
Yeah, that's fine.
- That person creeps me out.
- Listen, you're gonna do great.
You're fine.
We just want you to play her a few bars of "No Good," and we'll make her happy, okay? Right, like that old thing could ever be happy.
So, obviously this is the acoustic version, but Mia really is great, and I think you're just gonna love her.
So, if you want to come into the booth with me I'm comfortable here.
Thank you.
Okay.
Okay, Mia! Whenever you're ready! The song is called "No good.
" She's really nervous.
Can you blame her? It's like she's playing a private concert for Satan's wife.
Okay.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
No, no, no, no, no! The song's called "No Good"? Appropriate.
Okay, so, this is a huge waste of money.
I would say it was a waste of time, but you all failed so quickly, it really wasn't.
So when you locate Peyton in that gutter, you let her know I'd like to speak with her before this catastrophe goes any further.
Hey.
Okay, so, tell me again, what happened? She walked in Yeah, we walked in and Bitch-toria was there waiting.
Next thing I know, she scares Mia half to death, then Mia's gone.
- Gone where? - I don't know.
She just packed up her stuff, said she sucked a bunch of times, - and then took off.
- Can you blame her? She must have been humiliated.
That was ugly.
Can you just give us a few minutes? - What is Lindsey doing here? - She came with me.
- We're gonna have lunch.
- I don't want her here.
You know how temperamental artists are, Haley.
- So, apparently, are label owners.
- I don't want anyone in the studio.
- Anyone or Lindsey? - Anyone including Lindsey Look, I know everyone loves her.
That's great.
Fine.
But right now Mia's gone, and she's in here running her mouth about how ugly everything is.
She didn't mean anything by it, Peyton.
Don't get mad at Lindsey just because Mia's gone.
- I'm not mad at her.
- You sound mad at her.
I'm not.
Maybe I just don't like her.
Well, you don't have to - I'm gonna go, Haley.
- Yeah, I'll see you.
Hey, Mouth.
You guys scared me.
What's going on? - We're hiding from Alice.
- Why? - Have you met Alice? - Hey, hey.
Carlton.
Because working on the weekends sucks, and we've all had it.
That's why you got to talk to her.
Me? Why me? You're the only one that's ever stood up to her, Mouth.
Listen, guys, I don't know.
Look, Mouth, either you talk to her, - or we go with plan "B".
- What's plan "B"? We pool all our money together, we hire a hit man, and take her out.
- I say plan "B.
" - Come on, guys.
She's not that bad.
Come on, Mouth.
Admit it.
You hate her, too.
And do you know why? Because Alice is a bitch.
Peyton is a bitch! - Your mom's a bitch.
- What happened? She went to the recording studio and freaked out Mia, who is M.
I.
A.
Imagine that.
And now I don't have an artist.
I'm sorry, Peyton.
I'll talk to her.
It's either that or my fist talks to her face, and that's gonna be a longer conversation.
- I will.
I'm sorry.
- Thank you.
I'm gonna see you at home.
I got to find Mia.
- My mother.
- Oh, no.
- What? - It's him! - Who? - The hot guy I met at the opening! - Hey.
- Hey, honey.
Step aside.
Hot guy coming through.
What? So, listen, I need to buy a gift for my boss's birthday.
Something nice.
Just please don't spend my entire paycheck.
- I will come up with something.
- Okay, cool.
I'll come back by later.
Got to quell a mutiny at work.
Bye.
Bye! - Excuse me? - He's cute, huh? But he was buying a gift for someone.
Please, like Mouth's dating his boss.
You you like the crew, right? - Crew? - Yeah, the guys at work.
If by "like" you mean "loathe.
" I think you'd really like them if you got to know them.
And I know they'd like you.
Right.
Like that's what I'm gonna do-- go have beers with Harry.
It's Jerry.
Exactly.
See you at the office.
I'm coming in, daddy! You need your water wings, fish face.
All right.
Got it? Okay.
Style points for a big splash.
Let's see what you got, Jimmy Jam.
Oh! Perfect 10.
Perfect 10, buddy.
- Come on, nanny Carrie! - Hold on.
Perfect 10, huh, dad? Throw me, daddy.
- Jamie, your dad has to do his rehab.
- That's okay.
Come here, you little monkey.
You ready? Yeah! - You splashed me! - So? So? Not so fun now, huh? - Splashing a little kid, huh? - You got a problem with that? - Let's see what you got.
- Get her, daddy! - Yeah, get me, daddy.
- Oh, no.
How would you like to come live with grandpa? Mama! Mama! Mama! Jamie! Honey, I'm here! It's okay.
Mama's here.
No! I want my other mama! Nathan, did you hear what Jamie just said to-- I want my other mama! Good morning! Not really.
- Can I fix you some breakfast? - No, thanks.
I'm thinking I might drop a few pounds.
Oh, come on.
You look great.
Yeah.
- Where's Jamie? - With Skills.
And Nathan's at physical therapy.
So you'll just have to deal with all this nice peace and quiet.
Thought I might go for a quick swim.
Carrie I don't want to sound weird about this, but could you not wear a bikini in the pool? Oh, my gosh.
Of course.
I'm so sorry.
It just seems kind of inappropriate, you know, around Jamie.
You know, you're absolutely right.
It was poor judgment on my part.
That's okay.
And, you know, everything else is great.
- You're really doing a wonderful job.
- Thanks, Haley.
I appreciate that.
And I am so sorry.
It won't happen again.
- It won't happen again.
- I'm serious, mother.
Peyton was really upset.
And anyway, this is my money.
So just stop.
I don't understand why you act like this.
"Why?" Well, let's see.
I'm staying in a motel.
We have models that are a size four that should be a size zero.
My daughter is hell-bent on destroying her company.
First of all, I'm not destroying anything.
And second, zero is not a size! - Our models are tall! - Tall and fat! Well, maybe you should go back to New York I mean, if you're this unhappy here.
You have my word, all right? I won't meddle in Peyton's so-called record label.
Thank you.
What I will not do, however, is hold my tongue when I think you're making a mistake.
- Now eat your breakfast.
- Oh, I don't know if I should.
- I am a size four, after all.
- But you're not a model.
You're my daughter.
You're far too talented to waste your life as a model.
So eat.
Nice work, kid.
You're halfway to sleeping in a van and checking in to rehab.
- Daddy's in rehab.
- Different kind of rehab.
What other kind is there? You want to go to the River Court? Did you know my grandpa Dan? Yeah, I think we'll go to the River Court.
Uncle Skills, how come they sent my grandpa away? It's clean.
I promise.
You told Jamie my dad went to prison because he didn't clean his room? Look, I was stuck.
I mean, he come up to you with those baby-seal eyes like I mean, he just gets you all confused, man.
You're supposed to play dumb, not scare the hell out of him.
Look, I panicked, all right? Anyway, man, I don't like lying to him.
Nate, you got to talk to him.
We need to talk.
Did you tell Lindsey that you don't like her? Kind of.
What the hell, Peyton? She's been nice to you.
Okay, in case you haven't noticed, I have a few other problems to deal with right now.
Do you see this office, this big, empty office for a label with no artists? You mean the label Lindsey recommended I help you with.
Okay, I can't do this right now.
- You heve to apologize to her.
- Luke, Mia is missing, okay? Brooke's mom is killing me.
I quit my job, I moved back home, and I can't do this right now.
- Can I help you? - No.
No, you cannot help me.
That is the last thing that I want.
Go home to your girlfriend, Luke, please.
Okay.
What's so important coach got to see me on the weekend for, man? Well, well.
Mrs.
James-Scott.
Have a seat, Q.
All right.
So, Mrs.
Scott here says that you recently left her class despite the threats of receiving a failing grade for the quarter.
Yeah, that was just a little misunderstanding.
But it's all good now, right, Mrs.
J-S? No, Quentin, I warned you about that, and I'm gonna stand by it.
But I do know how important basketball is to you, so I figured out a way for you to make up your grade.
This book is called "Les Misérables.
" Do you know it? Good.
I'm glad.
Now you can read it over the course of the year, turn in biweekly book reports for extra credit, and as long as you meet your deadlines, you'll rain eligible to play.
And if I don't? I'm not gonna give preferential treatment to any student in my class.
What do you say, Q.
? Do we have a deal? I'll think about it.
That's a great move.
Shame no one's gonna see it this year unless you read the book.
Gosh, man! What is this, bad cop/dumb cop? I said I'd think about it.
What's it to you, anyway? It matters to Haley, so it matters to me.
She tends not to give up on people as easily as I do.
Or maybe wifey's just a little afraid I'm about to break her man's scoring record, huh? So she assigned me some crap book 'cause she know I won't do it.
Here's the problem with that theory-- you're not good enough to beat my record.
- Right, you don't think so? - No.
There's one thing that every great player has, and that's the will to do whatever it takes to be the best.
I don't see that in you, Q.
And at this point, you don't even have a team, so maybe you should think about that.
And what team you got, washout, huh? You so great, right? Where your team at? I have a team.
Every day, I wake up and I put on the uniform-- mistakes, regret, what could have been.
And if I could go back and change all that just by reading a book, trust me, I'd read the book.
And if not well, welcome to the team, Q.
Yeah, that's good.
I could do a whole line of t-shirts with slogans like, "zero's not a size".
And "my mom hates all my friends.
" Hey, she's not horrible all the time.
You haven't been around for the last couple years.
She cares about me.
- Brooke Penelope Davis! - I'll be in the back.
Did you schedule a conference call with Macy's? - Yeah, 'cause I was thinking-- - Well, don't! In case you have to hear it, you have zero business sense! - Mom.
- Let me finish.
For the last three years, I've been calling the shots, and look how this company has grown.
You're a talented designer, Brooke, but you don't spin the straw into gold.
I do.
Truth be told, you are not smart enough to do it.
Hey! Ice Queen! Stop being such a bitch to your daughter! And did my daughter pay you to say that? No, I came up with that one for free.
I advise you keep your little underachieving mouth shut because my relationship with my daughter is none of your business.
No, it is when you tear her down and call her stupid.
See, the truth is, you're actually worried she's smart.
And that's a threat to you because when she figures out how to do the business side of this company, goodbye, Victoria.
You're one to talk.
Once I convince Brooke that you're just another leech sucking off the money teat, you will be broke and worthless.
I meant what I said.
Stop tearing down your daughter.
She might have to bite her tongue with you because you're her mother, but you are not mine.
No, I am not.
As a matter of fact, it's quite clear you never had a mother.
Yeah? Neither did Brooke.
- Oh, my gosh.
Lucas, I didn't-- - It's okay.
Lindsey will you marry me? Say no.
It's what I did when he asked me.
- Did you fall asleep? - Yeah, I guess.
Well, you better get ready.
We're having dinner with Nathan and Haley, remember? Oh, yeah.
All right.
Did you talk to her? I tried.
I mean, yeah, I think she knows my position.
So we all heard.
You're in line for the on-air reporter job.
It's because you stood up to her.
That's why.
- She must respect that.
- I don't know.
What's with the powwow? Can we get back to work? You get back to work.
You hag.
Whoever you are, you're fired.
Security! Where the hell is my cane? Haley! Hey, have you seen my-- Where's-- where's Haley? I think she ran out for some last-minute dinner stuff.
I told her I'd do it, but she wanted to.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
Okay.
So, are we not supposed to wear pants tonight? Funny.
I think I overdid my rehab, and so I'm having a little trouble.
This might not be the most appropriate job for you.
Stop it.
Nannies are like doctors.
You let your doctor see you like this, don't you? That depends on where he takes me to dinner.
You know, Haley asked me not to wear a bikini in the pool.
She said it was inappropriate around Jamie.
There you go.
You good? Yeah.
Listen, Carrie, I'm sure that Haley didn't mean anything by it.
- I know she likes you.
- Yeah.
It's just kind of ironic, you know? I mean, if she's worried about someone getting turned on out at the pool, she probably shouldn't let you go shirtless.
So, what's going on with your writing, Luke? How's it coming? Good, actually.
I'm kind of on a roll lately.
You got to be loving that, Linds.
Yeah, the editor side of me is.
The girlfriend side misses her boyfriend.
So, how's physical therapy, Nate? Pretty good, man.
I'm sore a lot these days.
I spend a lot of time in the pool.
Yeah, he's been looking really good in there.
His rehab's going great.
Yeah.
Where's your head, Hales? Quentin.
I gave him a second chance to kind of turn things around, and I'm not sure if he's gonna take it.
He will if he wants to play.
Well, sometimes you just don't know about people.
I mean, I gave Peyton a second chance, and she didn't take it.
I have to tell you, I felt so horrible about that, and I know Peyton did, too.
Victoria has literally been driving Peyton crazy.
Thanks, but there's more to it than that.
Peyton feels like she has some sort of jurisdiction over Lucas because of their history.
I was really hoping it wouldn't be an issue, but clearly it is.
Lindsey Peyton's got a big heart.
Yeah, to go along with her big mouth.
I know I went to an ivy league school, but if she keeps it up, she's gonna get her ass kicked.
Okay! Easy.
Sorry.
I didn't mean that.
I know she's a friend of yours.
- I just wanted her to like me.
- Yeah, it sounds like it.
What's so funny? I'll tell you what's not funny-- the fact that you're down here instead of upstairs sleeping like you're supposed to be.
- I'm not tired.
- I'll get him.
No, I got it.
Jamie, bed, now.
Daddy, can you take me? Jamie, you're gonna listen to your mother, okay? Now, go on upstairs.
We'll be up in a couple seconds to tuck you in.
- He is so cute.
- He uses it.
Trust me.
And now he's scared to death to go to bed because of Dan.
But can you blame him? I had nightmares about Dan till I was, what, 19? Think we should go talk to him? - Yeah.
- Excuse us.
Hey, and you are not allowed to clean at all, okay? You just make Lucas do it.
All right.
All right.
Cheers, ladies.
So, Carrie, how's everything going? Really good.
By the way, I completely agree with what you said about Peyton.
Just because someone has history with a person doesn't mean that's who they should be with.
Buddy, I've been looking for that.
It keeps me safe from grandpa.
Baby, listen, we try to protect you from things because we love you, and that's why we didn't tell you the truth about grandpa Dan.
The truth is, he did some bad things, and he needed to go away.
Is he ever gonna come back? Maybe.
Someday.
But no matter what, you're always gonna be safe with us.
Mommy and daddy are never gonna let anything happen to you, okay? Okay.
But just in case, can you maybe check in the closet and under the bed? Yeah, I think so.
It's pretty nice, P.
Sawyer.
Fully stocked bar steps from your office, complete with a hot bartender, might I add? Sorry to bother you.
Can I get an autograph? - Yeah.
- It's Amy.
Okay.
Thanks.
Well, okay! So, aside from noticing hot bartenders, how has your love life been? No comment.
She sleeps around a lot, but there's no one special.
You can be fired.
You know that.
Yeah, but then she'd just come work for me, and you'd still be paying her.
Okay.
I'm not calling myself famous or anything, but the celebrity makes it a little hard to meet somebody you can trust.
Oh, I'll get it! All right.
- Everything all right, guys? - Oh, poor thing.
We all have stuff we're afraid of.
You know I'm deathly afraid of clowns? No, I swear to God.
It's really sad.
Hey, sorry to interrupt.
I just wanted to say I've been thinking about it, and, I'll do whatever it takes to remain eligible.
I'm really glad to hear that.
All right, Yes, sir.
I guess I'll leave y'all to it.
I got a book I got to start reading.
I'll see you out.
Way to go, coach.
All right.
You made the right decision.
I'm coming for that scoring title, and when I'm done, I'm gonna erase you.
Yeah, that's what I would have said.
- Oh, that looks good! - Thank you.
You're welcome.
- So, you guys ready to go? - Yeah.
Hot bartender guy coming this way.
I told you he couldn't resist.
Brooke Davis? Could you maybe sign this for me? Who should I make it out to? You can make it out to Trick for $37.
It's your bar tab.
I thought you were asking for my autograph.
Not really an autograph kind of guy, especially when I have no idea who the person is.
Brooke Davis.
I have a line called Clothes Over Bro's-- clothing.
More of a t-shirt-and-jeans guy.
Maybe if your name was Levi Strauss.
My name is Peyton.
I actually have an office right in there.
This is Millicent.
And you know - Brooke, right? - Yeah.
- She makes clothes apparently.
- Yes.
Well, I'm Owen.
Let me know if you want my autograph.
- Nice work, B.
Davis.
- Shut up.
Let's go.
You know what? I'm gonna meet you at home.
So hot! I'm sorry I disappeared.
I just needed time to think about everything, and, honestly, I don't think I'm the one to do all this with-- start your label with.
Why, 'cause you're scared? Because I don't think I'm ready, and I know how important it is to you.
Okay, Mia.
- Why do you write songs? - What do you mean? When you think about your career, what do you want? What's gonna be enough? I don't know.
All right, maybe you're right.
Maybe you're not ready.
I want to help someone.
I want to reach that girl or that boy who wakes up one day and feels like it's not worth it anymore.
Why, 'cause you've been that person? Maybe.
It's like I don't need to be famous, and I don't need all the money in the world.
It's not about that.
It's about that girl who's having a horrible day, and she hears your song, and for five minutes, there's hope, you know? It's like, for five minutes, the world's not such a scary place for her anymore.
You asked what's gonna be enough-- that'll be enough.
That'll be more than enough.
Okay.
I take it back.
Maybe you are ready.
You're working late.
Someone has to, right? Mom, I know this has all been really hard on you, but I just need you to trust me, okay? And no matter what happens, I just wanted to tell you that I love you, and I appreciate you.
And maybe I don't say that enough.
Of course I trust you, honey.
More than that, I love you.
And I'm so proud of you.
I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Come here.
You're working late.
Someone has to, right? Mom, I know this has all been really hard on you, but I just need you to trust me, okay? And no matter what happens, I just wanted to tell you that I love you, and I appreciate you.
And maybe I don't say that enough.
Whatever.
You can lock up.
I saw your light on.
Which isn't that surprising.
I know how hard you work.
You know you haven't been yourself lately, Peyton.
I mean, not the Peyton I remember.
I haven't been that Peyton for three years.
What's going on? Okay.
I went by my old house.
There's a teenage girl living there now.
And she showed me my closet door.
And you know what that said? "Lucas and Peyton.
True love always.
" "Always," Lucas-- that's what we were supposed to have until you showed up in L.
A.
three years ago and ambushed me.
If by ambushed you mean proposed to you? Oh, yeah.
Out of the blue.
A proposal that was driven by some insecurity that I have never been able to understand.
Insecurity? Right.
Let me tell you how you get "always," Peyton.
When a man asks you to marry him, you say yes.
You don't say no and call him insecure.
I never said no! I said that I loved you and that I did want to marry you someday.
And-- oh, God, Luke! I wanted to so bad - but you gave up on us.
- I gave up on us? - Yes! - By proposing, - I gave up on us? - No, by not waiting, you gave up on us, and you know that's the truth.
That's great, Peyton! You want to talk truth, let's tell the truth.
Okay.
You gave up on me.
That's why you didn't say yes! You didn't think I could do it.
You didn't think I could get my novel published.
Maybe you just didn't care, because it wasn't about you or what you wanted.
Well, if that's the truth, if I never cared, then how come every time I see this stupid book, I buy it-- every stupid damn time, Luke?! You said I was great! You said I could be great! You said we were destined to be together! You said it to the world, you said it to me, and I wish you never had because you did not mean any of it! Oh, God.
- I'm gonna go.
- Okay, you know what? I want to pay rent.
I don't know how, but I'll figure it out.
I just-- whatever this is, I don't feel right about it.
It's called me being nice to you.
- Well, it needs to stop.
- Maybe you're right.
Tough day.
Sucks about Carlton, huh? Well, you're lucky.
Guess Alice kind of likes you.
God help you if that ever goes south.
Night, buddy.
I'm gonna head home.
By "home," I hope you mean my place.
Actually, I'm not feeling very well.
Maybe you're not on-air material after all.
I mean, if you're gonna start getting "sick" on me.
I'm sure it's nothing.
I'll get a good night's rest and be back to normal.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I hope so.
Millicent, I want you to reschedule the meeting with Macy's.
Your mom's not gonna like that.
It's my company.
And please do me a favor-- call her Victoria.
Don't call her my mom.
Okay.
Little man's out cold.
You need me to check for clowns? - I kind of do.
- All right.
Good over there.
All right.
You're good.
I think you forgot the balcony.
Okay.
Thanks, husband.
Nice to know there aren't any monsters in the house.