The Summer I Turned Pretty

Previously on The Summer I Turned Pretty...

I've decided to move ahead with the sale.

Actually, we're gonna have an open house tomorrow.

Surprise!

We're losing the house.

We'll figure it out together.

You wrote a beautiful book.

I think Susannah would want you to share it with the world.

Conrad may have listened to me at one point,

but I don't think he cares what I think anymore.

I'm glad I don't have to do this alone.

Yeah, I'm glad I came, too.

Conrad, what's going on, man?

Conrad?

Conrad, man, what's going on?

What happened?

Panic attack. I'm fine. I'll be fine.

- I'm going to go get Jere. - No. Don't get Jere.

It's... I just need a second.

Is there anything I can do?

I don't know, man. Just talk.

Okay? Just talk about anything.

Um, talk, right. Um... Um...

The beach.

The first time you guys brought me here to surf,

man, I was so freaked out.

You and Jere had just come back from some fancy

surfing camp and you knew all these cool tricks.

I felt like such a little kid. But you stayed and paddled

with me till we caught a wave together.

I thought you were the coolest person in the world.

I guess you were wrong about that one.

No.

You're still the coolest.

You have these a lot?

Yeah.

More since my mom died.

I'm glad you're here.

So, you want to tell me what got you all worked up?

Or just be bros and pretend this never happened?

- Found out I got into Stanford. - What? Are you serious?

Yeah, man. My mom had this fantasy about

me finding myself on the West Coast.

Wait, wait, wait, Connie, this is a good thing, man.

No, you've been dreaming about Stanford since you

- were ten years old. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I know... but things are just starting

to get better with Jere, and he's going

to Finch in the fall, which is close to Brown,

so it just doesn't make sense

- to transfer anymore... - Hey, dude, dude, dude,

you don't have to decide this second or anything, okay?

Just talk to Jere.

He doesn't even know I applied, man.

So...

Please don't tell him.

I...

I mean, Stanford's not even an Ivy.

So fuck 'em, right?

Let's go.

- Mom? - Yeah? Hi.

- Oh. - Oh. Damn.

I know we're not in California,

- but save a little water. - Thank you, honey.

Oh. Hey, Belly.

Hey. Sorry. I just, um,

smelled muffins.

- You want one? - Yeah, sure.

Uh, those are for the open house.

Morning.

Mmm, did somebody get muff...

- muffins? Hi. - Hey, Jeremiah.

- Conrad. - Skye.

You didn't tell me she was here, too.

It's "they." Not "she."

God, I guess it's been like a decade since I saw you guys.

Um, how are you doing since your mom?

- It's been rough. - Rougher now

that our aunt's stealing our house.

I'm not stealing anything, Conrad.

Like it or not, I get to choose what happens

to this house and I choose to put it on the market.

You boys should get on the road. Beat the traffic back to Boston.

There's no chance. We're staying for the open house.

Uh, no, no, no. I can't have a bunch of teenagers

chasing everybody away. Call your father,

because this isn't an Aunt Julia problem.

Except it is.

Because you are the problem.

I don't have time for this.

Conrad, she's still your family.

Then why is she doing this to us?

- This is hard for her, too. - Really?

Seems like she's doing this all pretty fucking easily.

He's grown into quite the asshole.

You have no idea.

This is your room, I take it?

Not for long, apparently.

It used to be mine, actually. It was different back then.

More rustic.

But this is nice.

It's, um, warm. Your mother's touch.

Keep the house in the family and it's yours.

How generous of you.

I know my mom's gone, but here she's not.

She picked out everything in this house.

She planted every flower in the garden.

This was her favorite place in the world.

I understand that your family

has wonderful memories here, and you will always have them.

Memories are like that.

It is not the same, and you know that.

This house is on the other side of the country

from where I live.

It'd cost tens of thousands of dollars

to maintain a year. Money that I don't have.

What-what was that?

Sounded like an Aunt Julia problem to me.

How many people are in this house?

Yeah, I remembered to lock the door last night.

I'm not a child.

What are you wearing right now?

Okay, I forgot mine. Okay?

And these are the only ones left in the drawer.

And they're fucking comfortable. Okay?

Why are you whispering right now?

- 'Cause Laurel. - Is that Taylor?

Uh, yes,

it is Taylor. Belly must have brought her over

for a change of scenery. I mean,

between you and me, she doesn't look too good.

You know? I mean, I don't even think she's showered

since the breakup.

Okay, well,

keep an eye on everything and don't let the girls

- eat snacks in my bed. - Yeah.

Yeah, okay. A-And remember,

you're going to kill it. You're my favorite author.

Brandon Sanderson is your favorite author.

And he's here, by the way.

Can you please get a signed copy of his new book?

Love you. Thank you. Bye!

You're a terrible liar. And I never smell bad.

Ooh, give me some.

Bigger than that.

So, why are you hiding up here?

Are you avoiding that aunt or Conrad?

Taylor, I'm just eating breakfast.

Maybe a little bit of both?

I honestly have no idea.

I know that you came here with the best intentions,

but this is, like, their family drama.

I just don't want you to get sucked back into it.

I'm not going to get sucked back into it.

But I know that if the open house happens today and someone

makes Aunt Julia an offer, then it's game over.

- Well, I know, but... - And I just, I don't understand

why she's in such a rush to sell.

I don't know, Belly. I mean,

I'm sure that she has her reasons.

Let's go do some drills down by the beach.

Volleyball camp starts in like five days.

I haven't touched a volleyball in months.

I can forget about getting my captaincy back.

I'll be lucky if I even make the team.

Look, did blowing it at regionals

crush your confidence? Clearly.

Are you Coach's favorite player right now? Hell no.

Have you gotten incredibly rusty in the offseason?

Like, without a doubt.

Am I helping

by acknowledging your worst fears?

Probably not.

Okay, look, all I'm trying to say

is that the past doesn't determine your fate.

It's-it's the choices that you make today.

Trust me, I know things.

Um, are there more of these downstairs?

It was hard enough for me to get this one.

Hi. Can I help you?

Sandy Denati. I'm looking for Julia.

Right. Yes, uh, for the open house.

You know, Julia actually decided to cancel.

Yeah, it's last-minute,

but, um, she's having some second thoughts.

Sorry, who are you?

She's my girlfriend, and she's, um, and she's right.

The house is not for sale.

Conrad Fisher, right?

It's nice to see you. I am sorry about your mom.

Well, clearly not sorry enough to pass up

the opportunity to sell her house.

I'm just doing my job.

Well, consider this an unexpected day off.

Ignore them. Ignore them.

There will be an open house today.

But there does seem to be a minor

problem with the AC. It died.

That is not a minor problem, Julia.

It is supposed to hit 95 today.