One Tree Hill s06e13 Episode Script

Previously on One Tree Hill: Do you know what's missing? Sketches for my new line.
The attack, it was my fault.
Sam been in here tonight? She left and I let her go, and I shouldn't have.
This is my brother, X.
Have a nice night.
It doesn't mean anything.
It means everything.
I haven't had a drink in eight years.
Tonight that's gonna change.
I haven't had sex in over 22 years.
And tonight that's gonna change.
Trying out as a point guard.
What's next is the phone's gonna ring.
And the answer is either gonna be a yes or a no.
It's going to be a yes.
Convince Lucas to do the movie.
You'll make it the movie he wants it to be.
I'll stay on the movie.
It matters to me.
Any history of diabetes in the family? Cancer? My birth mother died of cancer, why? I just wanna run some tests.
Hi.
I have to tell you something.
Peyton, are you okay? I know it's late.
Mm-mm.
No, it's okay if it's late.
What's up? I'm not sure that I can call you my fiancé anymore.
Because I was thinking maybe I'll start calling you my baby daddy.
- Are we? - I'm having your baby, Lucas Scott.
Our baby.
We're pregnant.
And, oh, God, I know it's sudden.
I just really want you to be okay with it because I'm very, very okay with it.
And it's early.
It's too early.
It's too early to even tell anybody I love you.
I love you, Peyton.
I love you too.
I hate when Deb calls to tell us that she's sleeping over at Skills' because her "sleeping" is not sleeping and it's the last thing I wanna hear about before I go to sleep.
That was the Charleston Chiefs.
You're looking at their newest point guard.
Oh, my God! What? Oh, my God.
And you say I'm bad ass.
Millie left me because of Gigi.
I'm sorry, Mouth.
Just say you told me so.
You know you're my boy, right? But I told you Gigi was trouble, man.
Always wanting you to work late.
And what comes after working late? Freaky deaky.
Well, we didn't freaky or deaky, but she wanted to.
Then Millie found a picture of Gigi on my cell phone.
You didn't erase it? No.
- It's erased now.
- Oh.
I don't know, maybe Millie was right.
Maybe I enjoyed all the attention from Gigi.
So maybe I deserve to lose her.
She'll come back.
You didn't see her.
I'm not sure she can come back from a broken heart.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
I need some help.
My daughter Well, she's not my daughter, she's my foster daughter.
Sort of.
She's missing or run away or something Okay, ma'am, slow down.
Okay.
Not a ma'am.
And I'm sorry.
It's just I've been up all night looking for Sam Her name is Sam.
She's usually back by now.
Okay, so Sam, right? She's done this before? Yes, but just to annoy me.
It's And then she comes back? Yes, but this is different.
Okay, ma'am, so far all you have is a kid who's not really yours and who always comes back.
There's nothing much we can do about that.
- So that's it? - I'm sorry.
Look, come down to the station tomorrow if she hasn't returned, okay? "To protect and serve," my ass.
Rise and shine, porcupine.
Can a guy get five more minutes? Okay, but today is a big day at the Scott house.
How big are we talking? Bigger than if Christmas, your birthday and Pizza Friday all happened on "Bring Chester to School Day.
" - You made the team? - Right, I made it.
I'm a Charleston Chief.
I start practice today.
You did it, Daddy.
- We did it.
Come here.
- Yay.
Morning, Sam.
Hey.
Thanks for letting me crash.
Jack's friends are my friends.
And friends do things for friends.
So where's Jack? Out.
You know, Sam, I really wish you hadn't gone through my stuff.
The sketches.
I know you took them.
And now you've really pissed me off.
What now, Julian? Well, the director's threatening to walk and you've been summoned to Oz.
The head of the studio wants to talk with you in an hour.
- What the hell happened? - You know what? Screw you.
I have a flight and I'm not gonna do your job.
You're the producer.
Why don't you meet the studio? Well, he wants to meet with you.
And because you wrote a script for his studio, you're his bitch.
- And as always, you're a dick.
- Look Lucas, I worked really hard to get this movie green lit.
And you screwed it up.
So get over there, avoid the 405, and save this movie.
So tell me what you told Brooke Davis.
I didn't tell her anything.
I don't know anything.
Look, I gave Brooke the sketches, that's all.
I didn't rat you out.
I didn't even know you took them.
It was my fault anyway.
I was the one shooting off my mouth.
Oh, so you're feeling guilty now.
Brooke was good to me.
Right.
Because she took you in? Put you up in that big house? Saved you from what? From being like us? I used to like you, Sam.
I thought Jack had caught himself a nice piece.
But I don't like people who forget where they belong.
Dude, lay off.
Somebody grew a pair of balls last night.
Brooke tried to run away too.
I think you two need to take some time to think about what a couple of idiots you are.
I thought you were sober.
Not anymore.
What are you doing here so early? Apologizing for yesterday.
I was having a rage-against-the-man, tortured-artist moment.
Oh, God, kill me.
I'm the man now? No, you're the one who took a chance on me and guided my career.
If you think I should record songs from the label, I will.
Mia, I never want you to think I don't believe in your music.
I mean, you're my first artist.
It's like being my first kid.
And so, no matter what, I love you and I'm gonna support you.
But you gotta tell me what's really going on.
It's not like I'm not writing.
It's like I can't.
- The first record - Your first record was a lifetime of work.
But you can do this.
You have so many songs in you.
I could see that a year ago.
And I still see it now.
So here's the plan: I'm going to buy some time with our label partners and you are going to go write some kick-ass songs, okay? That is, if you ever wanna get on that ranky tour bus again.
I will.
I promise.
Your mama totally rocked that.
- Peyton.
- Hey.
What are you? Sam's gone.
- Save it for practice, Scott.
- Bobby.
What are you doing? I thought Dave Shea was the GM.
He is.
- I'm your new coach.
- What? Yeah, the truth is, my heart was never really into being a GM.
I guess I needed someone to remind me never to give up on a dream, you know? Yeah, I had a friend who did the same for me.
- So is this your comeback? - Well, not yet.
I don't even know that I'm good enough to turn you into a point guard.
But we'll give it a shot.
- Welcome back.
- You too.
Man, this is awesome.
My dad's a Charleston Chief.
He's at camp now and he's gonna play point guard.
Sorry.
I bet basketball makes you think about Q, huh? Yeah.
I miss him.
I wish I can go to his grave and talk to him but Mama won't go.
It makes her too sad.
Sometimes I go with my mama.
Maybe you can go with us next time.
Wish I could go today.
Maybe I can show you the way.
Okay.
- Millie, can we talk? - Actually, I'm busy pencil sharpening.
Brooke's sort of a slave driver when it comes to pencil points.
Talk to Mouth.
Look, everything can be taken back.
- Can it? - Yes.
By the way you're both hurting, it's obvious you still love each other.
Besides, it's not fair to take it out on some poor, defenseless pencil.
Just talk to Mouth.
Lucas Scott.
Paul Norris.
- Great script.
- Thank you.
To make it, we'll need the right team.
- That's why I asked you here.
- I know.
About the director - I wanna talk about the producer.
- Julian? Julian.
What do you think of him? - Look, Mr.
Norris, I - Paul.
Paul, I'm new in this business and can't really judge Julian.
From what I hear, I think you're the best one to judge Julian.
What happened makes me think that Julian doesn't know what he's doing.
Now I got an A-list director threatening to walk.
- Sorry about that.
- Not your fault.
Julian's the producer.
He should have been there.
I'm a straight shooter.
I know Julian.
Well.
He's an unpredictable loose cannon whose arrogance gets in the way of doing his job.
We're talking straight here, right? So why do you keep working with him? Because he's my son.
If you're looking for number 23, it's already taken.
By me.
Devon Fox.
- I'm Nathan - I know.
Scott.
All-American at Maryland.
Got thrown through a window.
Cost you about 20 million guaranteed cash.
Threw away your shot at the NBA.
Not very bright, are you? - Thought you were a two guard.
- I used to be.
Switching to the point.
Bad move.
See, I'm the point guard, and this is my team.
This is my shot at the NBA and I can guarantee, I ain't throwing it away like you did.
Sure hope your son grows up smarter than you, 15.
I take it my son didn't tell you about our connection.
Well, Julian's not exactly up-front when it comes to me.
He decided to use his mother's last name a few years ago.
Said he wanted to blaze his own trail, be his own man.
So he moved into a little studio apartment in North Hollywood got a PA job, fell in love.
How is Peyton? We're good.
Good for you.
- Scotch? - No, thanks.
Peyton's a good girl.
She got Julian to focus on something long enough to get his film to Sundance.
Yeah, I heard it did well.
Had a lot of Had good buzz.
Buzz fades.
- You're a tough audience.
- That's why I'm successful.
And my son is a lot of talk.
Says he wants to make it on his own but came to me when he needed money to make this.
Well, I gotta say, I'm glad you gave it to him.
Julian never had a problem finding a good thing it's his follow-through that's lacking.
This movie's a good investment.
It'll make money.
Especially in middle America.
But I keep asking myself the same question.
What's that? Same one you should be asking.
Is Julian interested in making a good movie or finding a way to get Peyton back? Ever seen a '78 Dove shattered into like a gatrillion pieces? Wow, Peyton said it wasn't pretty in here.
- Peyton's a fan of the understatement.
- Peyton is also a big fan of yours.
And so am I.
So I am here to help you.
Whoa, blast from the past.
Where did you find this? Clearly, not near a washing machine.
I practically lived in this thing when we recorded the first time.
I know.
Then the tour came around and you left it so I thought I'd take care of it for you.
Thanks.
What do you say we try and find the girl who used to wear that hoodie? You're making Quentin's favorite cookies again? Yeah, sweetie, I guess I am.
Why don't you go on outside and have fun with Jamie, okay? And just make sure you stay in the yard, all right? - What did she say? - She said we can go.
And she even gave us cookies.
Come on.
- Sam's still not answering.
- Try her again.
Okay, sweetie.
But your driving, can you just slow it down? Because you're upset and I'm car sick.
I'm sorry.
I just I told Sam she could always talk to me about anything and the first anything that she talks to me about, and I just stood there.
Well, you were in shock.
Did she say anything about where she got the sketches? No.
I didn't even ask.
I'm supposed to be her foster mother, guardian person and I just I let her go.
I didn't tell her it was gonna be okay, that I love her no matter what.
She knows.
We're gonna find her so you can tell her a thousand times.
I hope so.
Why isn't she answering her cell? Damn it, your freak of a brother took my phone.
We gotta get out of here and call the police.
We don't go to the police.
He's my brother.
Screw that, Jack.
Your brother is a sketchy, thieving perv.
You don't have to live like this.
He doesn't have to beat you.
You don't have to be scared to come home or piss him off.
You don't.
It's open.
Let's go.
- Get the hell off of me.
Jack! Jack! Jack! - Shut up, bitch.
Jack's not gonna get you help.
Please.
You are gonna walk a hole in the floor.
I don't care.
We need new floors anyway.
Sam.
Julian, now is not the time for whatever you're shoveling.
Not fair.
You know I like feisty.
- You want feisty - Peyton, it's okay.
I know you were looking for Sam last night.
The waitress at the diner ratted you out.
Sam's a good kid.
She is.
Thank you.
So how'd that all turn out? She's still gone and I have no idea where to start.
I know nothing about her life.
I was so busy laying down the law.
No stealing, no breaking into my store, no boys.
You're a good mom.
No boys in her room except for the one in her bed.
- You're a cool mom.
- Oh, my God.
I'm a stupid mom.
Jack Daniels.
Not the drink.
The boy that was in Sam's bed.
I didn't think about this earlier.
I have to find him.
Okay.
We'll just ask Haley.
- Wait.
Sort of floppy hair? - Yes.
Yeah, she was with him at the diner.
I'll keep an eye out.
Maybe he's not so bad.
You know what? You just got a glimpse of the guy I used to know.
The whole Julian-Peyton thing has gotta be on your mind.
I'm not worried about it.
You should be.
You don't like your son too much, do you? Sometimes you have a vision of who you want your child to be and no matter what you do, they fall short.
So about the director.
I heard things went a bit off course.
You should know Julian has some very definite opinions about the director.
Like everything else, he and I want different things.
What do you want? I want a director that understands the characters.
Someone who sees and appreciates the small moments because that's what this movie's really about.
And this guy is not that director? No.
I am sorry, sir, but he's not that director.
Funny.
That's what my son said.
That's what my mama said, but I still believe in ghosts.
Me too.
Especially at night.
- You scared of them? - No.
Because I think Quentin is a good ghost.
Bet you he plays ghost basketball.
For sure.
I think some ghosts are like angels.
Yeah.
I wonder why ghosts don't need wings to fly, and angels do.
- We should Google that.
- Yeah.
Are you sure we're going the right way? Yeah, because we're following that ghost.
Gotcha, scaredy.
Get set up.
Come on, 15.
What, you scared? Thinking about how you're not going to the NBA again? Is that all you got? Let's go.
Come on.
BOBBY; Come on, guys.
Fight through.
Fight through.
Let's go.
Back on D.
Ball, ball, ball.
- Get back.
I got the ball.
I got the ball.
Yeah.
I got you, man.
Yeah.
Scott.
Take a seat.
Schufert, you're in.
Get comfortable, 15.
Get real comfortable.
Let's go.
Come on.
- It sucks, right? - No, it doesn't suck.
You might wanna tell your face that.
Okay, let's start from the beginning.
What's the song about? Well, it's about me writing a song so I don't have to record the label's crap.
Okay, so how did you write your first album because I'm sure it wasn't about you writing a hit.
No.
It was about making myself feel better and embarrassing my tool of a boyfriend.
- Okay, so that's what you need.
- A horrible assface of a boyfriend? No, you need the inspiration and the fight that you got from that.
The challenge from living your own life instead of sitting on a tour bus or a music studio willing yourself to write a hit song.
You gotta get up and get out there.
What? Go outside.
Go take a walk.
Talk to a stranger.
Find whatever it was that made you stop what you were doing and write a verse on a napkin, and then come here and see what happens.
- Seriously? - Trust me.
It works.
Bye.
- Where are you going? - I guess to get a life.
What's wrong? It's Sam.
I am so sorry.
Me too.
You have nothing to feel sorry about.
I should've been more considerate about your feelings about Gigi.
And if you'll give me another chance I'll do whatever it takes to have you back in my life because you're the best part of me, Millicent.
You're the best part of us.
I had sex last night.
Say something.
Please.
I'm sorry.
I was drunk and it was a mistake and I wish I could take it back because it was supposed to be you.
Us.
But This is the last address I have for Jack.
Okay, thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I hope she's there.
- She's a teenage girl.
- Trust me.
She's there.
- Okay, Brooke.
We should get going.
I think that I need to go by myself.
I don't wanna show up there like some parent patrol.
And Sam and I need to talk alone.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
I'll call you, though.
I'll call both of you.
Thank you.
- Bye.
- Bye.
God, I hope she is there.
Yeah, me too.
It was terrifying not knowing where Jamie was.
Sometimes I wanna lock him up and homeschool him.
That's my plan.
I mean, in, like, the future when I need a plan.
Oh, my God, you're pregnant.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You are pregnant.
I have dibs on godmother.
Make one sound and you'll be an orphan.
Again.
So like I said, I'm looking for my foster daughter, Sam.
And I think that she's friends with your brother.
Sorry, I don't much pay attention to Jack's friends.
Well, is he here? Maybe I can talk to him.
Nope.
We're alone.
Do you know where he is or where he hangs out? Maybe they're together.
Do you think they're having sex? No.
What's wrong with sex? Look, I don't know where the kid is.
He comes and goes, okay? I'm just trying to pay the bills around here.
So truth is, it's better when he's gone.
One less mouth eating up my food.
Speaking of mouths, yours is nice.
- Good work on the court today.
- Not good enough.
Well, hang in there.
You're just coming back.
The game's gonna have you on the ropes.
Yeah, that and my teammates.
Look, Nate.
You scare a lot of these guys.
This league is their NBA, and they know it's not yours.
Hey, coach.
Um You mind if I wore the number 12? It's for someone special.
I'm taking your spot because I'm better than you.
But here's the good news.
When I get called up to the NBA, you can have your job back.
I'll see you tomorrow.
My mama cries a lot.
She doesn't think I know.
But I can hear her sometimes in her room.
My dad used to cry too when he was hurt.
- What did you do? - I tried to be his friend.
My mama told me that sometimes people have to cry out all their tears to make room for a heart full of smiles.
I hope my mama is almost ready for a smile.
Andre? Jamie? Boys? Honey? You're an idiot, you know that? I appreciate the time today, Lucas.
You're very impressive.
Thank you.
Which is why I think we need the right producer.
I'll be in touch.
- So you're firing Julian? - You can't have a problem with that.
Look, you like the script, right? Because Julian was a big part of making it great.
I doubt it.
I know my son.
I know what he can and can't do.
With all due respect, sir, I just found out I'm gonna be a father.
And if one day my son comes and asks me to believe in him or take a risk or bet on him I can't believe that I wouldn't do that.
So you believe in Julian? I believe he wants to make a great movie.
Yeah.
Okay.
He stays.
- What are you doing here, man? - Peyton called me.
What the hell happened? I got injured.
During the Slamball finals.
They started me on this pain medication.
I don't know.
I thought I was doing okay at first.
But I guess it's true.
Once an addict, always an addict.
Things with Brooke You know you need help with this.
I mean, you're an alcoholic who's working at a bar.
I know, but it's not like I can just walk out.
Then I'll take over for you.
I'm the worst carpet salesman out there anyways.
You'd do that for me? No.
I'd do that for the other version of you.
Okay.
Thanks.
- Hey.
- Hey, is Sam with you? Kind of.
I need your help.
So if you see Sam, just please tell her to call or come home.
Probably makes you feel good taking in some poor kid, huh? Like you're doing something special.
Something with us poor folk.
You don't know anything about me.
Have a nice night.
Have a nice night.
- Where is she? - Ah! I know she's in here.
Sam? Sam? Sam! Sam! Sam! Sam! Oh, my God.
Okay, okay, okay.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
- Brooke, he is the one who attacked you.
- You have to get out of here.
- I know.
- You have to get out - I am not leaving you here.
No, leave her alone! You need to teach that slut some manners.
Get off of her! Get off of her! Stop it! Leave her alone! I should've finished the job when I had the chance.
Brooke! I love watching you crawl, Ms.
Davis.
Oh, what's wrong? Does the weak, little rich girl wanna leave? The weak little rich girl thinks she'll stay a while.
You filthy, thieving, heartless piece of trash.
- You ain't gonna shoot me.
- Like I said, you don't know me.
I'm not the same girl from the store that night.
She's gone.
You took my life and you turned it into a nightmare.
And all I have thought about is that I hate you.
- Brooke.
- I hate you.
Brooke, please don't.
Please? I need you, Mom.
I hate you so much.
But you're not worth any more of my time and you're not worth my life.
You have a nice night.
- It's okay.
- I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
You're safe here, okay? It's okay.
Hi, big brother.
I brought you your favorite cookies.
I was wondering if you could help me.
Andre Fields.
I told you not to leave the yard.
Why did you leave the yard? Don't you know you are all I have left? Oh, God.
Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
- Come here.
- I'm sorry, Mama.
I just want to talk to Quentin.
What? I just want to ask him to let you know he's all right so you're not sad anymore.
Oh, baby.
Come here.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
- Hey, is Peyton around? - No.
Sorry.
You wouldn't know how to make a Long Island Iced Tea, would you? I'm sorry.
So am I.
So you're, like, way better at this than I am.
You want a job tending bar? - I can't.
I'm only 18.
- Ooh.
- Have fun.
- Thanks.
If it helps, I have no idea what I'm doing in there either.
Come on.
Let me get you guys home.
Hey, look what I found.
Quentin Fields' wallet.
Oh, my God.
He killed Quentin.
Oh, my - Hey.
- Hey, Daddy, how was it? What's it like? When can we see you play? Slow down, buddy.
- First tell me how your day was.
- Yeah, Jamie, how was your day? No, you first, Daddy.
Is it a dream come true? Yes, it is, son.
Hi, you're home.
- How did it go? - Long story.
- Yeah.
- How are you? We're good.
Yes, we are.
Hey, baby.
Daddy's home.