One Tree Hill

Whoa!

No, no. Is that...

Our friend the drug dealer.

At least it used to be.

No. No, no, no. I didn't see that.

I-I don't see that.

You mean him? There's no "him."

Sure there is... Well, what's left of him.

He's right there.

You can't... Okay, he's not...

You can't kill people in a sound stage...

My sound stage!

You rented it to me.

You said it wasn't illegal!

I'm not a part of this. Julian.

There's a dead guy in my sound stage!

Julian, he's not dead. He's just...

Well, I guess he could be dead by now.

I can't go to prison, okay? You said it yourself.

They'll like me there.

You're not going to prison.

- I have a family, man! - Nobody is going to prison.

Will you just calm down?!

Besides, we're the only two people that know about this.

Is that guy dead?

Okay, three people know.

Four, counting Haley.

We're going to jail.

Rise and shine!

Hey, look.

Front page.

Not your best photo, true,

but still, front page is good, no?

Before I get large cash,

I have to show in good faith

that you are still alive and somewhat well.

Okay.

Open your eyes, chin up.

Say "the cheese."

Would you like 8x10 or wallet size?

No?

Nathan Scott.

The rest is silence.

No.

Please.

Not the hood.

Because you say "please."

Etiquette counts, my friend.

Look at this marmaduke.

He... he crazy dog.

Is he dead yet?

I don't think so.

Check his pulse or something.

He's not dead.

He's right. He's not dead... yet.

Boy, I'd sure hate to own this place.

Why? What's that supposed to mean?

Well, kidnapping, aggravated assault.

Dude...

Relax. You shut up.

What are you doing here, anyway?

Well, I came to help,

but Chris Keller's too pretty to go to prison.

Yeah, that's what i said.

You said Chris Keller was pretty?

Dan: Nobody's going to prison.

How'd you know to find us here?

Haley... I followed her last night.

By the way, she was looking super fine.

Why? I don't know.

She had on this little miniskirt

and these boots.

Why did you follow her?

Oh. I was worried about her and about Nate.

So I saw you guys drag the dead body in here.

He's not dead. Don't say "dead."

I followed her home,

and I watched her cry in her car.

I assume this guy knows where Nate is.

Did he tell you? He told me.

And you're gonna bring him home?

That's right. Then I want to help.

Good.

Damn!

Chris Keller was kind of hoping you'd say no,

like when you offer to pick up a check.

I was just being courteous.

Julian: You guys understand what we're doing here, right,

with the dead body in the trunk and the weapons in the bag?

You realize this is real, yes?

Yes.

Well, I think we should go to the cops.

No.

Why not?

'Cause I don't trust them.

Why?

I went there last night...

The warehouse underneath the interstate.

I studied the guards,

their shift patterns, entrances, exits.

A patrol car came and left.

You think the cops are involved?

I don't know.

All I know is, Nathan's in there and he's alive.

Are you sure... That he's alive, I mean?

First, why would they guard the place if he wasn't?

Second, he's my son.

He's alive.

Look, you're right.

This is real.

It's not gonna be pretty.

These guys are professionals. There's a half dozen or so.

They're holding Nathan...

My son, your friend, Haley's husband.

I'm going back there tonight,

and I'm not leaving without him.

I need some help.

I'll help you.

It's Nathan.

What about you, peacock?

C-Chris Keller needs a little more time!

We don't have time.

Okay, fine, I'll help,

but Chris Keller wants to go on record

as saying Chris Keller doesn't like this.

You guys ever shoot?

Ever handled a weapon, fire a gun, a rifle, anything?

Dan Scott doesn't like this, either.

Clay: I was talking about pens.

The last thing I said to Sara before she died.

She went to grab a drink,

and I was babbling about the pen I was using.

And then she was gone.

Sometimes I think that we waste our words

and we waste our moments

and we don't take the time to say the things

that are in our hearts when we have the chance.

You saved me.

I wouldn't have made it without you.

Well, thank you, baby, but where'd that come from?

I was just thinking it, and I wanted to say it.

You're always with me, Quinn.

Good.

That's right where I want to be.

Nathan: It doesn't matter how far I go, Jamie Scott...

You're always with me.

Even when I'm in some ghetto in wherever I'm at.

But, uh...

You be good, okay?

Be good to your mom and Lydia.

Help out around the house. I'll be home soon.

You're a good man, son. I love you.

There was a moment when I was lost...

When they had beaten me

and I decided to beg them to let me live...

To see my beautiful wife, my son, and my daughter...

To breathe another breath and lie in the sun and just...

Live.

But begging them wouldn't change things.

It would only give them satisfaction,

and that i wouldn't do.

No.

This would be the job they carried with them

for the rest of their lives.

This would be the one they felt guilty about,

their older, fading selves

woke up regretting in the middle of the night,

trying to quiet their remorse

before their own deaths were upon them.

So I made a decision... To give them nothing.

And in that moment, one word came to mind.

Fortitude.

Whoa-ho-ho. What happened?

Oh, my God, you crazy bitch!

Turn around and walk the hell out of here

before I beat your scrawny ass with my bare damn hands.

What the hell are you mad at me for?

Don't play even dumber with me.

Oh, what, you think i did this?

Okay, fine. Call the cops.

My employees tell me you're the slut

that cried wolf these days anyway, Brooke.

So make the call... really, I cannot wait to hear your proof.

I know what I know,

and either you did this

or that psychotic employee you hired did.

Either way, you are to blame, so get the hell out!

You are crazy.

Hey.

If you didn't do this,

now yow know what you're dealing with.

And if you did,

I always knew what I was dealing with.

Whatever.

Geez!

Oh! I'm getting closer!

I should get bonus points for that, right?

Sure. Maybe one of the bad guys

should just lie down because you almost shot him.

Yeah, Chris Keller was thinking he'd be more of a lookout,