Sugar Beach

Mom will be so pissed if she finds out.

No she won't. It'll be our secret.

I'm doing this with or without you.

Gabriel, stop!

Gabriel.

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

What happened?

Gabriel!

Where is he?

What happened to him?

I don't know.

I told him not to go out there.

He just hasn't died yet.

Happy birthday, Gabriel.

- Happy birthday. - Oh my gosh.

Matthew, what are you doing?

Kind of a romantic gesture.

How are you?

You wanna, you wanna go for a drive?

That's really sweet of you,

but Kiara's picking me up for training soon.

- Just take well, one fucking day off for your birthday.

With me.

You've been, you've been really distant.

I mean, I haven't seen you in like a week.

Matthew-

- Well, I mean, what do you, what do you want?

Do you want to, you wanna talk about it?

We have talked.

So then what? What? I mean-

I can't do this with you anymore.

- Just a lonely fucking bitch. You're using me.

What a kind last exchange of words.

Have a good fucking day.

Happy birthday!

- Hey. - Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

I ended it with Matt earlier.

I was wondering why he wasn't here.

We don't share the same beliefs.

And he was so obsessive.

I'm glad it's over.

Me too.

I got you something,

and I thought you might wanna open it somewhere quiet.

Let me see.

Oh my gosh.

Kiara, this is beautiful.

- May I? - Yeah.

I just keep getting older than him.

I miss him too.

- I'm really proud of you for getting back on track.

You scared me in the last season.

I know.

I'm really sorry.

I couldn't have gotten through any of this without you.

- I love you, Rosie. - I love you too.

- I am sorry Isaac and I missed your party.

I feel terrible.

No worries.

- I heard about you and Matt too. I'm sorry.

I'm not.

- Hey Emma, did your team still make the tournament

after Saturday's game?

Believe or not, we still made it.

What bracket are you in?

We placed inner city.

Depending on how we all do,

we might face off for the trophy.

That'd be cool. Good luck.

- Would Rosalyn Roman, Kiara Henry,

and Isaac Fitzpatrick please report to my office.

I've called you all here to let you know

you're the three finalists for the valedictorian speech.

We had five straight A students,

but you three have the highest accumulated GPAs.

Wow. What an honor, sir. Thank you.

How you gonna pick?

- I'm going to have you each write a speech,

and I'll decide based on who's strongest.

And of course, you have to maintain straight A's

until the very end.

- Well done. - Thanks.

Pulled it out after all.

I'll plan to see you in the finals then.

- Good. Then I wanna personally kick your ass.

Hey, Ros.

All right. Let's see.

I'm in the final!

You won't believe the night I had.

That's okay.

Oh, I got an email from your principal

about your valedictorian speech.

That's so exciting.

Yeah.

- Have you started writing it yet?

Not yet.

Well, you better get a jump on it.

If you want, I can hire someone to help.

That's all right. I've got it.

Okay. Well, let me know.

This is a big deal, Rosalyn.

We won tonight.

We're in the finals, the game's next weekend.

You okay?

- We're playing Rosalyn's team this weekend.

Mm hm.

You two seem to get along.

All right, let's go Rosalyn.

Push it together.

All right, let's go Rosalyn.

- Hey. - Hi.

That shot was so fucking dirty.

(laughs) What can I say?

You played amazing. This won't be the end.

Okay. Tell me what happened that day.

Please.

Tell me.

I've told you a million times.

I have to go.

Oh, that's right. Your big game.

Oh no.

I'm sorry I missed it.

You won?

Yeah.

We won.

Have you seen Rosalyn anywhere?

- Not yet. I'm sure she's around here somewhere.

Can I have one?

Yeah.

I'll give you a little one.

Okay.

I'm nervous.

Nervous. What do you mean nervous?

I don't know. I like her and I love you.

Yeah.

And maybe she's the kind of excitement

I've been looking for.

- Shut up. - What?

We need shots because you're here.

- Great idea. - Okay.

Here's to us,

being committed to the best schools in the country,

and winning the fucking championship.

Let's go!

Woo!

Okay. You might wanna slow down Ros.

You might wanna keep up here.

It's just one night.

You said that last time.

Just dance with me.

What?

Nothing. Just, I don't know.

I'm kinda drunk and you're like, really drunk and-

I thought you wanted this.

No, I do. It's just not, like this.

Maybe this is just who I am.

It's not.

I'm sorry. I feel like it.

No, that's not what I'm saying.

I'm just going to keep drinking.

You made it.

I made it.

We were looking for you.

Really?

You wanna go dance with me?

- Yeah. - Let's go.

- Mr. Fitzpatrick. - Hey.

- Time to call it a night, bud. Send everybody home.

No problem, officer Frank.