As the next scene begins, Seth is pounding on Marissa's door trying to get her to answer. Obviously, get Ryan and Marissa back together, Seth and Summer's plan, has been set in motion. After pounding away for a moment, Seth starts to yell.
Seth: Marissa! Please, I really need your help! It's Summer, I think something's wrong! (There are noises on the other side of the door. As she approaches, he arranges his face to look like he's concerned. Marissa opens the door a crack and peers out of it.) Thank god! Please, come with me…I need your help getting her to the car. I think she's tore some stitches!
Marissa: Just let me get dressed. It will only take a second, I promise. (Marissa is concerned and shuts the door quickly. After about a minute, in which Seth impatiently drums his fingers against the walls, she opens the door up and exits, shutting it behind her.)
Seth: Lead the way. (He puts his arm out indicating that she should go first, which surprises Marissa so that she gives him an odd look, but realizing that this is Seth she is dealing with, she does not question his motives and goes first into his bedroom with Summer. When she enters, she sees Summer lying on her side with her back to the door.)
Marissa: Summer, I really don't think you should lie like that. Why don't you try to move onto your back, wait, I'll come and help you? (She moves towards the bed and Seth shuts the door and the lock can be heard being turned from the outside, trapping Marissa and Summer in the room as planned. Outside of the room, Seth walks out of the apartment and pulls his cell phone out of his pocket. Meanwhile, in the room, Marissa is shocked.) What the hell is going on here! Why did Seth lock the door…and why does your door lock from the outside? (When she reaches her second question, some of her anger fades and it is replaced with confusion.)
Summer: Umm, I really don't know. It was just like that when we moved in. Ew, I wonder if the guy before us was into freaky stuff…oh my gosh, do you think he was a kidnapper, held helpless women hostage here! (Marissa looks at her like she is insane.)
Marissa: No…and who thinks like that Sum?
Summer: Sorry; guess I've been hanging around Cohen for too many years and now I'm acting all Coheny. (Marissa becomes angry again as she remembers that she was duped and then locked in a room. She puts her hands on her hips and glares at Summer. The look is quite similar to Ryan's glare.) And by the look of your face right now, you've been hanging around Chino too much.
Marissa: Oh no; I've always had this look in my repertoire; you'd just never seen it before because I've never been this mad!
Summer:And to think I thought you'd be grateful to Cohen and me for helping you two.
Marissa: What are you talking about?
Summer: No offense Coop and you know I love you, but did you actually think that I'd go to these lengths just to get some Coop/Sum bonding time. True, I haven't seen you since you stopped in Friday morning before you left for classes, but I'm not stupid. Cohen and I know very well that something has happened with you and Ryan, and we are going to get you two to fix it. This is your intervention. Ryan is probably getting his summons right this very minute. (Marissa just looks at Summer confused, but she is still angry. The camera leaves the room and goes to Seth. He is driving and dials his cell phone. Ryan picks up. He's in a library, doing research, trying to find the poem Marissa recited to him and is frustrated with his lack of success. When he picks up the phone, his voice is testy. The scene will flow back and forth between them, and whoever is talking, will have the camera focused on them.)
Ryan: Seth, what do you want? I don't have time for your stupid games, annoying questions, or for any Seth/Ryan time right now. I have more important things to do.
Seth: Yeah, like fix things with your girlfriend! (Ryan's head snaps to attention. He forgets about the computer screen he was looking at and stares off into space as he talks to Seth.)
Ryan: What do you know about me and Marissa?
Seth: Honestly, not much, but that's your fault for not telling me, man. All I know is that there have been a lot of doors slammed in the apartment since last night when you two got back early…did you even go on your date?
Ryan: No, we got into a fight before that.
Seth: I thought so. What about?
Ryan: I don't have time to rehash everything with you, Seth; you said something about calling to fix things. Has Marissa talked to you or Summer?
Seth: No, not really, I mean she didn't tell us anything that's going on, but she did ask me to call you and ask for you to meet her at the diner by campus, something about wanting to talk to you in public so that neither of you could over-react, but I thought to myself, hello, this is Ryan we're talking about here, he always over-reacts and… (Ryan interrupts him.)
Ryan: Seth, you're rambling. What time am I supposed to meet her?
Seth: Uh…I think she said in twenty minutes, but that was like ten minutes ago. Sorry I didn't call… (First, the cameras go to Ryan hanging up his phone, and then back to Seth as he laughs at Ryan's predictability.)
Seth: That didn't take long, and he didn't even ask why I called instead of Marissa. It's too bad, because I had a great answer lined up. (The camera goes back to Ryan as he runs out of library, down the stairs, and out the door till he gets to the Range Rover. He unlocks it, jumps in, and speeds off. Back to Seth, he has just arrived at the diner. He gets out of Summer's car, locks it, and walks in and sits down in a booth to wait for Ryan. The camera leaves the diner and goes to Julie and Caleb. She has just stopped by his office to speak with him. As she walks in, she begins to speak immediately.)
Julie: And why are you working on a Saturday, mister? I thought you didn't work much now that you let your daughter run the company.
Caleb: As of today, I retook control of the Newport Group. (She puts a shocked expression on her face.)
Julie: Oh no, did something happen to your daughter; did she do something wrong?
Caleb: Other than marry that hippie twenty four years ago, no. I just wanted something to keep me occupied. I was too young for retirement; I missed the thrill of the hunt…and the kill.
Julie: How did she take the news? (She sits down in a chair in front of his desk.)
Caleb: Not well. She didn't like my other announcement either.
Julie: Which was? (She says this with some trepidation, uncertain as to where he was headed with this.)
Caleb: Actually, it might not make you that happy either.
Julie: (She is now nervous but attempts to and succeeds at not letting Caleb see her reaction.) Just say it. What did you do?
Caleb: I hired Jimmy.
Julie: Jimmy, as in my soon to be ex-husband, Jimmy?
Caleb: That would be the one. (Julie is relieved because this information does not bother her. In fact, if things did not work out with Caleb the way she planned, she could now reconsider her offer for an easy divorce. Alimony, at this point because her money was running out, did not sound like that bad of an idea. She is lost in thought, but is interrupted by Caleb speaking to her.) Well, are you going to say anything?
Julie: Oh, I'm sorry Cal, I was just thinking. (All of a sudden, a confused expression leaps unto her face.) Why would you want to hire Jimmy, I mean, he was just a bank manager before. How is that going to help you?
Caleb: I have plans for him, don't you worry. He's going to be my right-hand man, do all the, how should I say it, complicated tasks. (His tone implies that Jimmy's work will be more than complicated but rather underhanded, things Caleb does not want associated with. Julie realizes what he's saying.)
Julie: Oh, I see.
Caleb: So, to what do I owe this pleasure…you stopping by?
Julie: I wanted to ask you out for dinner tonight, sort of a goodbye.
Caleb: A goodbye? What the hell are you talking about? (He is not happy with what she has said.)
Julie: Cal, Jimmy was not a successful man, and the money I spent years acquiring is gone. I have to leave, find a job, move. I love Newport, but I can't afford to live her any longer. I thought I'd go home.
Caleb: (He cannot believe what he is hearing.) To Pennsylvania, but I thought you hated it there?
Julie: Hell no, I wouldn't go back there if someone paid me. I'm originally from California, just not as nice of a place as this. Riverside, no doubt you've heard of it but you've probably never been there, and I don't recommend it. Let's just say, it's neither a cultural Mecca nor a beautiful place to live. (Her tone, disgusted and dismayed, reveals just how she feels about leaving and about returning to her hometown.)
Caleb: You're right…I've never been there, and I'm not about to after that stellar reference. (Julie laughs.)
Julie: So, dinner?
Caleb: Where would you like to go?
Julie: Surprise me. Pick me up at the inn at 7:00 and wherever we go, I'm sure I'll love.
Caleb: 7:00 then, oh, and Julie, let me think about this move before you make any final plans. I just might be able to help you.
Julie: I couldn't ask you to do that, Cal.
Caleb: You didn't, so don't say another word. Now, out with you, I have work to do and you have to get ready.
Julie: Yes, I do. (She walks around to his chair, leans down, and kisses him on the cheek. As she walks away, a sly smile appears on her face as her plan has just worked. When the door closes, Caleb goes back to work and the scene goes to Marissa and Summer.)
Summer: So, are you going to tell me what happened between you and Chino or are we going to sit here all night waiting for Cohen to come back only to tell him that you didn't cooperate and he'll just have to keep us locked in. Besides, I may be still somewhat sore, but that won't stop me from going all rage black out on your ss. Ask Cohen, it hurts! (Marissa gives in and sits down beside Summer. She craws under the covers and they sit there and talk while the camera pans back to the diner. Ryan has just arrived. When he walks in the door, he looks around quickly trying to locate Marissa. His face is a combination of many emotions, excitement, because she is willing to talk to him, fear, because he could mess this up and loose her for good, and nervousness, because he really did not know what he was going to say, but all that changes when he sees Seth sitting in a booth smiling weakly. Ryan approaches, but he is now angry.)
Ryan: What the hell are you up to Seth!
Seth: Sit down, and I will explain everything. (Ryan stares at him a moment, but does not sit down.)
Ryan: Where's Marissa?
Seth: She is being detained for the moment, and I am the only one who can let her out.
Ryan: Let her out? Seth, what have you done?
Seth: Don't worry, she's not hurt, and I imagine right now she is talking to Summer about what we're going to discuss, what exactly is going on between you two.
Ryan: No, I'm not talking to you.
Seth: That's your decision, but if you don't talk to me, I won't let Marissa go, which means you won't be able to fix whatever is broken in your relationship, and from the sounds the doors have been making lately when you two slam them, I take it this is not just some passing argument; it's serious. So, sit down and start talking. Besides, someone else's insight might help the situation, and we both know that I've had my fair share of fights with Summer, so I should have loads of advice to give. Someone should learn from my mistakes, because I sure don't. (Ryan stares at him for a minute not saying anything. Finally, he sits down but still there is silence. Seth moves his arms in an inviting manner, trying to get Ryan to talk, and he is about to say something when Ryan interrupts him.)
Ryan: I really don't have a choice about this do I?
Seth: Not if you want to see Marissa any time soon or make this better between you two.
Ryan: Easier said that done.
Seth: Why don't you just start from the beginning? Tell me what happened between you, step by step, and then maybe while you're talking, you'll figure out why she's so mad, and, if not, it will still serve three purposes. First, I might be able to shed some insight on the fight. Secondly, my curiosity and imagination has been going wild, so if you tell me what happened, I'll finally be able to quiet my mind, and we all know how much I hate being in the dark about something, so you telling me what happened will help me sleep better at night.
Ryan: Now, if that isn't a reason for me to bare my soul to you, I don't know what would be! Do you always think of yourself?
Seth: Yes, but, but, there is the third reason you should tell me. Even if we both can't figure this out, talking about it should make you feel a little better. If you don't, you'll just keep brooding until eventually you snap and you'll boil over in a red, hot, bubbly, steamy, volcanic….
Ryan: SETH!
Seth: Yeah, sorry. Anyway, talking about it should make you feel better; keeping everything locked inside is not healthy.
Ryan: Oh and how do you know this; we both know it's not from experience, because Seth Cohen never keeps anything to himself; you tell the world instead!
Seth: And look at the two of us, which one of us is happier? (Ryan just glares at him.) True, you've been much happier lately, but generally, I've always been the more chipper of the two of us, the sunshine to your rain cloud, the daisy to your dandelion, the….
Ryan: SETH!
Seth: Yeah, right, sorry. We are not here to talk about me, no matter how interesting that might be, we are here to make sure you and Marissa don't break up because of this gigantic, messy, sordid….(Ryan glares at him.) fight. (Seth is quiet, but Ryan doesn't say anything expecting Seth to speak at any moment. Eventually Seth does speak.) I'm done; I won't say another word until you have finished the story. I promise. (He pretends to rip duct tape off of a roll and puts the imaginary piece over his mouth and pats it down. Ryan looks at him like he is insane, which makes Seth mumble and make noises like his mouth is really taped shut. Ryan stares at him for a moment longer and then begins to talk.)
Ryan: Okay, so we had this date on Friday night. We were both really excited about it. (Seth raises his eyebrows wondering what they had planned. Ryan notices this and cuts him off.) And no, I'm not going to tell you what we had planned, because at this point, it doesn't really matter, it's none of your business, and, if we do work this out, I plan to try to have this date again, so you definitely can't know. (Seth goes to protest but Ryan glares at him which makes Seth clam up quickly and sit back in the booth. He puts his hands across his chest.) I was to pick her up at the studio so that we could go straight to the date and not have to worry about dropping her car off at the apartment. (The camera leaves Seth and Ryan and goes back to Summer and Marissa. They are still sitting in the bed and Marissa has just reached the exact spot that Ryan had in the tale. As the story is told, the camera will shift back and forth between the two sets of friends. Whoever is talking will have the camera focused on them.)
Marissa: When he got there, I didn't hear him. Branning had walked me out…
Summer: Who's Branning?
Marissa: Oh, he works in the prop department; you'll meet him when you start work. He's really nice; we hit it off instantly, and I bet you will, too. He loves to shop, and I told him that you do as well, so he's already planning this big shopping trip for the three of us. He wants to show me the best stores in LA, even if I can't afford anything from them, and he thought it would be fun to have another seasoned expert there to help me, which means you.
Summer: He's a shopping fanatic? Is he…
Marissa: Yeah.
Summer: Oh, okay, cool. So, go on.
Marissa: Anyway, so Branning walked me out and stood with me talking about the plans while I waited for Ryan to get there. I wanted to introduce the two of them, because Branning's the first friend I've made at work, and I thought it would be fun for us all to hang out sometime. Ryan was running a couple of minutes late, and Branning had to get back in to finish work, so he was going to leave without meeting Ryan. He gave me a hug goodbye and then gave me an air kiss on both cheeks. (The scene goes back to Ryan and Seth.)
Ryan: ….and I saw them. She said they were air kisses. What the hell are air kisses, and who does that? (Seth raises his eyebrows to ask for permission to talk.) Go ahead, I want to hear your input here…I think.
Seth: Air kisses are very European aristocracy.
Ryan: What the hell are you talking about?
Seth: (He leans across the table towards Ryan.) Here, I'll show you. (He goes to give Ryan air kisses, but Ryan bats his head away and dodges Seth.)
Ryan: Ew, Dude, don't!
Seth: They're not real kisses, Ryan, chill. You just put your cheeks close to each other and then kiss the air, hence, air kisses.
Ryan: Really?
Seth: Yeah.
Ryan: Oh. (He realizes why what he did, his overreaction to the contact between Marissa and Branning was such a big deal. Seth shakes his head up and down agreeing with Ryan's new found knowledge and understanding.) That still doesn't mean I want you to EVER air kiss me. My cheeks do not need to be anywhere near yours! Do you understand me?
Seth: Never the twain shall meet. (Ryan shakes his head in confusion and just stares as Seth.)
Ryan: I really don't understand you sometimes.
Seth: No one does, but I like it; it's fun this way. (Seth smiles quite content with himself but Ryan just keeps staring at him in blank confusion. After a moment of silence, Seth breaks the revelry.) Dude, come on, your lady fair is not going to wait forever! We need to get to the bottom of this and soon, so that you two can mend this broken fence.
Ryan: Broken fence?
Seth: (He smiles and shakes his head yes.) Yeah, I thought it had a nice ring to it, very "Desperado".
Ryan: "Desperado"?
Seth: The guy who knows Journey does not know the Eagles! What is this world coming to, hm? (Seth begins to sing the song "Desperado", but after a few words, Ryan cuts him short and begins talking about what happened again to shut him up which Seth does.)
Ryan: So, when I saw him kiss her…air kiss her…
Seth: I knew that would work like a charm…me singing…but go on, continue with what you were saying.
Ryan: First, you have to promise never to sing that again.
Seth: Alright, if you insist, anything for you man. (The camera pans to Seth's side and it shows that his fingers are crossed.)
Ryan: Well, I got mad…really mad. I thought he was trying something on Marissa and that he was interested in her.
Seth: So, let me guess, you charged in, pushed him off of her, and tried to start a fight?
Ryan: Yeah, how did you know?
Seth: Because, you can take the boy out of Chino but you can't take the Chino out of the boy no matter how long he's been away from the ol' hood. (Ryan, once again, just glares at Seth, but he continues talking anyway.) So, let me guess, Marissa wasn't impressed with your Neanderthal behavior?
Ryan: That's exactly what she said. She said that I was acting like a Neanderthal.
Seth: So then, you stopped what you were doing and left?
Ryan: No, she didn't say that until we got back to car and really started fighting.
Seth: Wait, go back. What happened after you first arrived and started the confrontation?
Ryan: Marissa at first was confused, I think, because of the way I was acting, but I really didn't pay much attention to her. I was too mad and all my focus was on this Branning guy. (The scene goes back to Marissa and Summer.)
Marissa: Sum, I just kept trying and trying to calm him down, but he was so mad. He threw my hands off of him roughly and kept trying to bait Branning into fighting him.
Summer: Oh, I bet Branning was impressed with Chino. Talk about your classic introduction there!
Marissa: Well, Branning got a little protective towards me, and when I finally had Ryan calmed down some, I asked Branning to leave, but he basically accused Ryan of being abusive and said he didn't want to leave me alone with him.
Summer: Which probably just riled Chino up all over again?
Marissa: Exactly, but I told Branning the truth, that Ryan would never hurt me…that way. He left. I asked Ryan what that, his behavior, was all about, and he just told me not to start with him!
Summer: He said that to you?
Marissa: Exact words and then he accused Branning of basically hitting on me. He said his hands were all over me. (Summer laughs which makes Marissa laugh lightly, but her laughter is sad.)
Summer: Boy, Chino isn't the most observant guy is he?
Marissa: I think he was just blind with jealousy.
Summer: Well, you know him. You really can't be surprised that he was jealous or that he is protective of you.
Marissa: I don't mind that he was…is jealous, I actually like it, but when he over-reacts like that….
Summer: I know, it's not about the jealousy; it's about your relationship.
Marissa: Yeah. Why can't he realize that?
Summer: Boys are a little dense. What seems like common sense to us takes them a long time to figure out, but don't give up on Chino, he'll figure it out, and if I know Ryan at all, he'll pull off some big, romantic gesture, apologize, and win you back.
Marissa: Well, he better do it soon, because I feel my resolve weakening. I love him, Sum, and I know he loves me, and even though I'm mad at him, I miss him. I didn't sleep at all last night. We've only been together for a little more than a month, but I need his arms around me at night to sleep, and he wasn't there last night.
Summer: Not because he didn't want to be; it was your choice to make him sleep on the couch.
Marissa: That's because he needs to learn a lesson. He can't act like this forever, and he needs to realize what he did wrong so that we can fix this.
Summer: Mend your broken fences.
Marissa: What?
Summer: Oh, there's this song that Cohen always sings…by the Bald Eagles or Falcons or something, I really don't know, I don't pay that much attention to him, but the song always makes me think that about relationships. You'll hear him singing it someday, trust me.
Marissa: (She gives Summer a puzzled look, but shakes it off and continues talking.) Okay?
Summer: So, what happened after Branning left and Chino told you not to start with him?
Marissa: I said fine, that I wouldn't start with him if that's the way he wanted to play it and I walked away towards the car. (The scene goes back to Ryan and Seth.)
Ryan: When she said that, I thought that she had agreed with me and that she realized that Branning had been in the wrong, so I ran after her, whirled her around to face me by the arm, and I kissed her. (Seth laughs out loudly. People turn to look at the two of them.)
Seth: Whoa, Buddy, definitely not the smartest thing to do!
Ryan: Really, I couldn't tell after she pulled away from me, furious, and kept walking towards the car.
Seth: Did you apologize?
Ryan: No, I just got mad at her then, too. I said that she was giving me the silent treatment and was mad at me for no reason. (Seth laughs loudly again.) Dude, quit doing that! Everyone is staring! (Ryan's voice is a strong whisper.)
Seth: Oh, trust me; she had plenty of reason to be mad at you, cave boy.
Ryan: Cave boy?
Seth: Well, I'd say Cave man, but you were definitely not acting like a man but, instead, a spoiled, insecure little boy. (Ryan is slightly offended, becomes defensive, and attacks Seth, verbally.)
Ryan: Well, if anyone should know what that's like!
Seth: I know; I am the expert at childish antics and immature tantrums. (He is not sarcastic and actually agrees with Ryan without even thinking.) So then what happened?
Ryan: Not much. Basically she told me not to talk to her, that the date was cancelled…
Seth: The date you won't tell me anything about. I have to say man, my imagination is running wild.
Ryan: Yeah, I really don't want to hear what you're thinking, so just keep those ideas to yourself, please.
Seth: No problem; actually, they might come in handy. I could use some of them on Summer.
Ryan: Too much information. (Seth is daydreaming when Ryan speaks, but quickly snaps out of it and puts his focus back on Ryan.)
Seth: So you came home?
Ryan: Yeah.
Seth: In complete silence?
Ryan: Well, we didn't talk, but the vehicle was definitely not quiet. (Seth looks confused.) I had the music up full blast because I was so angry.
Seth: Oh, what were you listening to?
Ryan: You can't be serious?
Seth: Well, I know it wasn't Journey, because they're too sappy for the post-fight silent treatment.
Ryan: When did you ever listen to Journey?
Seth: I bought their greatest hits CD a couple of years ago to try and figure out what you liked about them?
Ryan: And?
Seth: Dude, they suck! (Ryan glares at him.) I'm sorry, but we all know that between the two of us, I have the musical taste.
Ryan: What did you do with the CD? If you don't want it, I'll take it?
Seth: Please, after I suffered through that thing once, I took it out of my CD player and I burned it; I did the world a favor and saved some poor innocent person's eardrums! (Ryan glares at him.) But, this is no time to debate the merits of cheesy 80's music. We have bigger fish to fry; well, actually, it's more like we have bigger fish to save from being fried.
Ryan: Seth, what are you taking about?
Seth: You, we have to devise a way for you to win back Marissa, but first, we have to figure out what you did wrong exactly.
Ryan: Any ideas?
Seth: (Seth's head pops up and he gets excited, making Ryan believe that he knows what he did wrong.) Actually, (The false bravado is abandoned and Seth goes back to acting like normal.) no, I have NO idea! (Ryan reaches across the table and punches him in the arm.) OUCH, Bro, what the hell was that for! (Ryan glares at him and Seth knows exactly what he did wrong.) Yeah, I guess I did deserve that.
Ryan: Yeah, you did.
Seth: So, what are you going to do about this? (The scene goes back to Marissa and Summer.)
Summer: So, what are you going to do about this?
Marissa: I have no idea. I tried giving him a clue, but it was stupid.
Summer: What, what did you say to him?
Marissa: I recited this poem.
Summer: A poem, to Chino, and you expected him to immediately understand why you are upset? Yeah, Coop, no offense, but that was stupid. Chino does not do poetry.
Marissa: I know, but I love this poem and it fits with our situation so well.
Summer: Which poem is it?
Marissa: William Blake's "The Sick Rose."
Summer: What the hell does a dying flower have to do with your relationship?
Marissa: The rose, in the poem, represents a relationship that is destroyed because the couple lets jealousy and a lack of trust come between their love. Jealousy is the worm which destroys the rose and makes it sick and it dies.
Summer: And you think this could happen to you and Chino?
Marissa: No, at least, I hope not. I think we can fix this, I really do, but not if he doesn't realize why he hurt me.
Summer: He will, trust me. I've known Chino for over five years now, and he's not Cohen. He doesn't need someone to beat him over the head before he begins to understand something. I'll bet you that before the weekend is over, he'll realize what he did wrong, apologize, and you two will be at it again like rabbits.
Marissa: (She grabs the pillow behind her, lifts it up, and lightly hits Summer in the head with it.) Summer!
Summer: Hey! Who just had surgery last week? (Marissa puts the pillow back but laughs at Summer.) And don't deny it; you two can't keep your hands off each other…well, at least, you couldn't before this happened.
Marissa: Well, can you blame me? Look at him! (Summer begins to laugh and Marissa follows suit. After a moment, Marissa speaks.) So, how long do you think Seth is going to keep me locked up in here?
Summer: Until Ryan figures out what he did wrong. They're at the diner right now, as we speak, talking about this, too.
Marissa: Do you think Seth will be able to help?
Summer: Honestly, no, but he'll probably be able to get Ryan to talk, and that's what's important. I'm sure all Chino needs to do is rethink what happened, go through it step by step and then he'll figure it out for himself.
Marissa: Really?
Summer: Yeah, I do.
Marissa: I hope so. (The camera goes back to Seth and Ryan.)
Seth: Dude, I don't get it. What the hell does a worm and a sick and dying flower have to do with you and Marissa? (Ryan sits there in silence and thinks to himself while Seth continues to talk.) I wonder what kind of worm it is. It could be an earth worm, a tape worm, a glow worm…yeah, that's it, I'm out of worms. Do you know any others, Ryan? Ryan? RYAN? (He waves his arms in front of Ryan's face to try and get his attention.) Earth to Ryan; man, I'm trying to talk to you! I've ran out of worms, I need you to help me think of some more types.
Ryan: Seth, shut up. I'm trying to think.
Seth: Well, don't think so hard you pop a blood vessel, because that can be dangerous, and I really don't want to go back to the hospital. Summer just got out; and I can't take care of both you if you get sick as well. I can barely take care of myself; normally Summer does it for me, but because you and Marissa are fighting and Summer can't get out of bed yet, I'd be the only one who could nurse you back to health, but I draw the line at sponge baths…oh, and changing your clothes; I refuse to do that, too.
Ryan: SETH! I'm not going to pop a blood vessel, but if you don't close that hole in your face, you might!
Seth: The tape will be reapplied. (He mimes putting the tape back on his face, sits back in the booth, and puts his arms over his chest once again. Ryan sits there for another moment, before jumping up.)
Ryan: Listen, I have to go. I need to go and buy a couple of things before I go back to speak with Marissa. Let her go, wherever you have here, okay?
Seth: Wait, dude, did you figure it out? (Ryan is running towards the door but stops and turns around to face Seth quickly.)
Ryan: Yeah! I can't believe I didn't realize it earlier; I could have saved myself a sleepless night, a lot of pain, and a seriously annoying conversation with you, but I have to go. (He runs out of the door and leaves Seth alone.)
Seth: Sure, no problem. I'll pay for the coffee; and don't worry about it, you can tell me later. (He gets money out of his wallet and leaves it on the table before getting up and walking out of the door.) Well, I guess I better go and let Marissa out so that she can be ready whenever Ryan returns home from his mysterious shopping trip. I wonder what he's up to. (Seth walks out of the door, it closes behind him, and the scene fades to black.)
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