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Got it. Let's get out of here.
Well, well, what do we have here?
Principal Turner is just really pissed, and he's on a major witch-hunt.
You're, like, the prime suspect.
Why would you do that?
You're my friend, Brooke.
You know I love him,
but I never meant for my love for him to hurt you.
Thank you, Peyton.
I could kiss you forever.
I'm a Clean Teen. I'm the Clean Teen.
This was goodbye.
Chase is into smart, born-again virgin Brooke,
Not stupid slutty, "I cheated on the calculus test" Brooke.
I could easily have sex with him if I wanted to.
Party!
That is for getting me fired.
And that...
is for trying to sleep with my husband.
Come on, I can't believe I'm doing this.
I would die if anybody saw this.
Don't worry. Nobody will ever know.
I think the lime went down my shirt.
I'll get it later.
Thanks, buddy. Hey, you're next. Get up there.
Hey. Baby, come here.
I need a chaser.
Why don't you spit in my mouth next time?!
It would be sexier!
Hey.
What is your problem?
You mean why won't I let you mount me in front of the entire basketball team
after you've already made out with half the cheerleading squad?
Yeah, pretty much.
I am so sick of this.
All you care about is getting drunk and having sex!
Hey!
Hey, you left out basketball.
No, no, I left out that you're an inconsiderate bastard,
and we are through.
For 10 minutes this time, or until tomorrow?
I need to know how to plan my night.
How does forever work?
Now you can go screw whatever skank you want.
I'm drunk.
Peyton dumped me.
So, you guys really broke up?
Yeah. Do you need another drink?
No.
Whoa. Never mind. You're good.
What are you doing?
Oh, just having a little fun. Don't worry.
Just promise you'll erase it.
Done.
Hold on. I can't believe I'm doing this.
I would die if anybody saw this, Nathan.
Don't worry. Nobody will ever know.
Peyton, I don't know what to --
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Well, it could have been worse.
You could have gotten your ass kicked by a pregnant girl half your size.
The day is still young.
All right, so I have to ask -- who's really the big brother?
Rachel.
I can't believe I have a black eye the day of prom.
If it wasn't for you, everybody would be calling me "queen slut" right now.
After I talk to principal Turner, you might just have the title.
I have to get my punishment for stealing the test.
Maybe he'll spank me.
I wish you'd let me go with you. I'm the one who was failing.
That's not a good idea.
This problem calls for little clothes and lots of flirting,
and no one wants to flirt with a one-eyed girl.
No offense.
Didn't you see enough of Brooke last night?
Or are you here for the deleted scenes?
How are you holding up?
I never meant for it to happen, Luke.
I was just really drunk, and Peyton broke up with Nathan and...
Did I mention I was, like, really, really drunk?
How mad is she?
She was still pretty upset when I left her last night.
You think?
Well, it could be worse.
You could be Nathan right now.
Haley, please come out.
Hey.
Why didn't you tell me about Brooke, ever?
Really, did you just want to not ruin the surprise
of me seeing it on tape in front of our entire class?
No, I didn't tell you because it happened a long time ago
and it didn't mean anything.
If it didn't mean anything, then why did you put it on tape?
And why do you keep the tape?
Do you, like, use it?
No, I forgot I even had it.
I didn't tell you because it happened before I met you.
I didn't think it would do any good to bring up the past.
This is just the worst time for something like this to happen.
Because of prom tonight?
Not because of prom, because I'm pregnant and I'm hormonal.
And you know what? Now that you mention it,
I do have to go help decorate, because I promised Brooke.
- Haley, I'm really sorry. - Yeah.
Welcome home, Mrs. Scott!
I'm sorry I left the house like this.
Whatever, mom. Just clean it up.
Still upset?
No, something like that, you forget about pretty quick.
Dumb question, I guess.
Hopefully, the prom will take your mind off this whole thing.
Yeah, that should be fun.
Maybe my cheating ex-boyfriend will ask me to dance,
or I'll get to share some punch with my whore of an ex-friend.
I know this sucks, but you shouldn't let it ruin the prom.
No, it shouldn't, but it does.
For what it worth, I saw Brooke this morning,
and she feels horrible about this.
So, the first thing you did this morning was go see Brooke?
It was on the way.
You know what else is on the way?
My front door.
Shut it when you leave.
That really did happen?
I always kind of pretended it was just a bad dream.
No, it happened.
I guess it's easier for you to remember it, since you have a tape
that you can watch over and over and over again.
I never watched the tape, Brooke.
I didn't even know it was still around.
I just destroyed it this morning.
Great. That's gonna help everyone unsee it.
I know. I'm sorry.
It's not all your fault, Nate. I mean,
my memory of that night's hazy at best,
but I'm pretty positive you didn't have a gun up to my head.
I know it was only two years ago,
but it just feels like a different lifetime.
Hey, I know exactly how you feel.
I'm not proud of who I used to be either.
God.
How's Haley?
I spent the night apologizing to our bedroom door.
When she did come out, it was just to tell me she had to decorate for prom.
Why aren't you there?
Because Haley's there and Peyton's there, and I'm gonna avoid seeing them
until the last possible second.
All right, well, I need to go make my rounds.
I've got a lot of apologizing to do today.
Yeah. I'll tell her you came by.
No, don't. Please.
Okay.
Anyway, like I said, I'm sorry.
Me too.
I guess when you get drunk anf have sex at a party
you do have to deal with it eventually.
Hey, Shelly, it's Mouth.
Please call me back.
It's, uh -- it's Mouth.
Sorry I'm late.
That's what you're apologizing for?
Well, I'm sorry about the other thing, too.
Were you ever gonna tell me about you and Nathan, ever?
Um, honestly, no.
Haley, we didn't even know each other back then.
When am I supposed to bring that up -- at a basketball game?
"R-A-V-E-N-S! P.S.: I slept with your husband once"?
I guess.
You really shouldn't be upset. Nathan used to hook up with everyone.
Bev --
Duck, duck, duck, bitch.
Peyton. Peyton, I'm so sorry. What else do you want me to say?
I want you to say, "punch me in the face again, Peyton, please.
I deserve it."
Okay.
You're not exactly perfect here, either.
You cut me out of your life, made me feel guilty for kissing Lucas
when you had screwed Nathan behind my back.
And you guys were broken up.
Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better.
But you're a backstabbing whore, and you know it.
Hey.
Good luck with your cheating girlfriend.
Hey, I just went to school to find you, and Bevin said you left.
Well, Bevin doesn't know when to shut up.
What are you doing?
These are all the tapes that I could find
because the thought of you brooking yourself to yourself and Brooke
really makes me sick.
Baby, there aren't any more tapes.
Really? Because Bevin says that you've been with a lot of girls.
So I'm thinking you probably put yourself on tape with at least one or two of them.
Bevin doesn't know when to shut up.
Okay, okay, you know what I want?
Here's what I want.
I want a list of every girl that you've ever been with.
That way there won't be any more surprises.
You want me to write a list of every single girl I've ev--
No, no, I guess not every single girl. You can cross Peyton, Brooke,
and my sister off of that list.
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