The last scene takes place late Saturday afternoon, early Saturday evening. It opens with Jimmy and Sherry moving things into her obviously new apartment. The boxes have all been carried in and now they are working on unpacking things and putting stuff away. They have music playing in the background, Beck's "Looser" is playing. As the scene begins Jimmy puts down the last box right inside of the door and slides down the wall as he kicks the door shut with his foot. Sherry, who is already unpacking, reenters the room and sees his action and laughs to herself before leaving briefly through another door. When she comes back she hands Jimmy a beer and sits down against the wall opposite of him.
Sherry: Are we a little out of shape? (She laughs as she teases him.)
Jimmy: (He feigns indignation.) Aw, ridicule, just what every guy deserves after he lugged enough stuff for half a dozen people up three flights of stairs I might add. How can you have this much stuff?
Sherry: Only daughter and the baby. I was spoiled. Besides it's different for girls. We just have more things.
Jimmy: You're not kidding. (He takes a long swing of his beer as she takes a small one.) So, what's next?
Sherry: We rest for a few minutes…and talk.
Jimmy: I think I'd rather work.
Sherry: You can leave.
Jimmy: Fine, you win, talk it is.
Sherry: Can I ask you something?
Jimmy: Aren't you going to anyway even if I say no?
Sherry: Yeah.
Jimmy: Go ahead.
Sherry: Why are you constantly hanging around with me? I mean, I keep you around because you've proven to be useful, (She smirks at him so that she knows she is joking around, at least, slightly.) but what's your reason?
Jimmy: I'm bored.
Sherry: You still owe me that date with you and your daughter after I kicked your ass Tuesday at pool.
Jimmy: And I'll pay up…eventually, but like I said, we have conflicting schedules.
Sherry: So shuffle things around, cancel. I saw the look on your daughter's face. She would back out of just about anything to spend some time with you.
Jimmy: It's not that simple.
Sherry: Sure it is. (She takes another drink.) Don't you have any friends?
Jimmy: What do you call friends?
Sherry: People you talk to, people you spend time with.
Jimmy: Nah, not really, I mean I was talking to Sandy and Kirsten, but he's always busy and she's, well, you saw, she's pretty ticked at me right now. And then there's Caleb…
Sherry: That's your boss right, the guy who was foolish enough to date that woman you call an ex wife?
Jimmy: (He laughs while taking another long drink of his beer.) That would be the one! We seemed to be getting along when I first got here, but I guess somewhere along the lines either he changed or he found something in me he doesn't like too well and that friendship is now down the drain.
Sherry: That had to have been awkward since he's your boss.
Jimmy: Oh, we have quite a history and his being my boss was the smallest complication. (She looks at him with confusion and interest on her face.) Kirsten and I dated when we were in high school. (She shakes her head up and down, nodding that she understands.)
Sherry: Ah ha. I see. (He nods his head and laughs softly with her as they both contemplate what he said.) So, back to this date between you and your daughter, what did you have in mind?
Jimmy: I was thinking that someone should come along, a third party so that it's not so awkward, sort of like a bumper between us.
Sherry: Oh no, I don't think so. This is between you and your daughter. She needs to see that you want to spend time with her and just her. Me being there, besides being completely inappropriate, would just get in the way.
Jimmy: Alright fine, I get it, but what should we do? I mean, you're a girl…
Sherry: Wow, aren't you observant!
Jimmy: (He rolls his eyes at her before taking another drink and then proceeding to speak.) What about the arcade?
Sherry: No! Is that all you think about?
Jimmy: No, I like sports as well. Cal did bribe before with Lakers tickets which he hasn't coughed up yet, and there's always golf or a baseball game.
Sherry: No sports either! (He looks at her at a loss now completely clueless as to what to do with Caitlyn.) Why not take her to the movies, shopping... (He rolls his eyes when she says shopping.) out to dinner? Or, better yet, ask her what she'd like to do, be open to her suggestions, and just go where she wants, make her happy.
Jimmy: That is always a thought. (He looks out away in the distance as if he never even thought of asking her, bewildered and amazed at the suggestion. He takes another drink of his beer, finishing it off. When Sherry sees this, she stands up and takes it from him disappearing back into the kitchen. When she's in there, she yells out to him.)
Sherry: If you're going to stay to help me unpack, we should probably order something to eat. I don't really have any food in the house?
Jimmy: Just beer?
Sherry: No, I have ice cream, bottled water, and chocolate, too.
Jimmy: Aw, the essentials. (His face falls as he is obviously thinking about something.) Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?
Sherry: Depends on what it is. (He takes this for a yes and continues.)
Jimmy: I thought you were in NA, so how come you can drink beer? (She leaves the kitchen bringing with her a phone book, a phone, and two bottles of water. After she hands one to Jimmy, she sits back down in her previous position.)
Sherry: I probably shouldn't, but I've never really had a problem with alcohol, just cocaine unfortunately. (He laughs softly not at her problem but at her self-mockery.) So, what are you in the mood for? (He quirks his eye brow, but even before he can say anything, she stops him short.) Oh, I don't think so. That…. (She motions between them.) this will NEVER happen! You're too old for me, no offense, and so not my type. (He laughs.)
Jimmy: Trust me, I wasn't even going there….I mean, I was, but just as a joke. I might not be a good dad, but I am one, and my older daughter is 21, and that's a little too close to your age for my comfort. How old are you anyway?
Sherry: 23.
Jimmy: (He flips his hands out as she validates his point.) I rest my case. (She laughs with him.)
Sherry: So, food?
Jimmy: Well, you can never go wrong with pizza.
Sherry: Sounds good to me. (She flips open the phone book and turns the phone on as she goes to dial a number. The camera leaves them and goes to the Cohens. Sandy, Kirsten, Ryan, Marissa, Seth, Summer, Zoe, and Neil are all sitting out at a table by the pool eating and enjoying each others company. The meal has basically finished with Seth still eating and everyone else making small talk. Bored, Summer sits back and decides to liven things up a little bit. As soon as the adults start to talk, Zoe jumps out of her chair and runs off but not before stopping first and hugging Marissa before she goes off to play. Since she's in the backyard, they can watch her easily.)
Summer: So, we've waited long enough. Tell us what happened with Julie.
Sandy: Do you want the honors, honey, or should I take it?
Kirsten: You were the one there….
Sandy: Right, thanks, I wanted to tell it anyway. That was a fun day. (Kirsten laughs at him.)
Seth: So, I take it things went well.
Sandy: Not exactly. I thought everything was fine. Marissa got Sherry's address,… (He notices confused looks coming from Seth and Summer since they did not know the nurse's name.) That's the nurse.
Summer: We are so out of the loop on all this. (She looks over at her father.) Do you know what we're talking about?
Neil: Oh yes, Sandy filled me in earlier when we were catching up over some drinks.
Seth: Typical, everyone in Newport knows about something before I do. (Sandy and Kirsten both roll their eyes at their son while Neil just chuckles slightly to himself.)
Sandy: So anyway, after I gave Jimmy the address, he left to go and get her, and I just assumed they came right back and busted Julie and Lance, but I was wrong. I got a call Friday morning from a desperate Caleb telling me he hadn't heard from Jimmy and he had on idea where he was. He was afraid he'd have to go through with the wedding. I started trying to get a hold of Jimmy; he finally called me back and sent me to stall so that he could get there with Sherry. I finally got there, out of breath, and worried that I was too late, bit it turned out I was perfect timing as the judge was just about to begin the ceremony. I think I stopped him mid his first word. I tell you what, if I would have let him, I think Caleb might have kissed me in that moment. (The table laughs softly.)
Summer: So that's it? That's what we had to wait to hear?
Seth: What about what happened afterwards? Was she arrested?
Sandy: Oh yeah, and her face when they put the cuffs on her wrists was priceless. In fact, I think I got a picture on my cell phone. (He pulls it out of his pocket and plays around with it until he comes to the shot he wants. Handing it to his left, Ryan takes it first and then keeps passing it around. As each person sees it, they comment.)
Ryan: (He turns to Marissa and has her look with him.) Hey hon, (Everyone looks up when he says the endearment, but Ryan and Marissa don't even notice it. Seth goes to say something but Kirsten sends daggers in his direction, threatening him without a word that if he dared open his mouth there would be severe consequences.) have you ever seen her this angry?
Marissa: (She laughs at Julie before passing the phone along.) Once, when I caught her with the mailman. For most people it might be a joke, but for my Mom, it was a reality.
Seth: I think this is the perfect face for a new villain I was going to create for the graphic novel. Could you send this to me, pops, thanks. (He hands the phone to Summer.)
Sandy: Pops?
Seth: Thought we'd give it a try. I think it's a keeper. (He puts two thumbs up and smiles widely at Sandy. Summer sees this after she passes the phone to her Dad and slaps his thumbs down as hard as she can, causing him to moan in mock pain and to shake them like they are broken.)
Summer: Cohen can you please stop being such a girl! If you don't quit acting like a little bitch, I'm sending you off to visit angry Julie Cooper in jail so she can harden up your ass!
Neil: (Before Seth can reply, Neil starts to speak before he hands the phone to Kirsten.) So, this is Marissa's Mother. I know we've been to the same parties, but I never really saw her. Wow, if Caleb would have had to go through with the wedding, that would have made Marissa's Ryan's step-aunt. (Seth's head pops up and he smiles broadly while Summer shakes her head out of frustration, Ryan bristles slightly in annoyance, Marissa turns to him and takes his hand in hers calming him down, and Sandy and Kirsten both immediately turn to Ryan to see his reaction. When they see that Marissa has handled the situation effortlessly, they turn back to the rest of the table.)
Seth: That's exactly what I said! (Neil looks up surprised that he and Seth would ever share a similar thought. Kirsten, ever the hostess, knows that this conversation needs to stop immediately, so she changes the subject.)
Kirsten: I don't know about anyone else here, but I am dying to hear about this Vegas trip. (She kicks Sandy under the table to get him to say something, too. His face, at first, is slightly surprised, but then he goes along and does what she wanted.)
Sandy: As do I, because, as you two boys know, I love the Vegas!
Seth: (He nods his head enthusiastically agreeing with Sandy.) And the Vegas loves me, Dad, as well as Mr. Roberts' credit cards. (Neil looks at Summer suspiciously.)
Summer: Dad, you'd never imagine how great the shopping is there, and there were so many things I couldn't pass up. (She grins at him sheepishly.)
Neil: If that's the worst thing you two did while you were in Vegas, I'm thrilled! Knowing Seth and you as well, Summer, I wouldn't put it past the two of you to find some ridiculously stupid costumes and get married in some cheesy, tacky chapel. (When he says this, surprise and panic streak across Seth and Summer's faces before they quickly hide it. No one notices because they are too busy laughing at the thought of Summer eloping in Vegas.)
Seth: What, eloping, Summer and I, that's crazy talk. Let's talk about Ryan and Marissa's trip and an elevator. (Sandy, Kirsten and Neil all look confused while Marissa and Ryan turn to Seth and shoot dangers at him. Marissa reaches across under the table and digs her nails into Seth's arms so hard it causes him to yelp out.) What the hell was that!
Kirsten: Seth, language, please.
Seth: She just clawed me like a freaking werewolf!
Neil: (He laughs.) That's my daughter.
Summer: Except, I didn't do anything. I want this conversation to be discussed. Cohen can just continue the way he's going for all I care.
Seth: It was Marissa who clawed me! (He turns to her and glares right back at her.)
Marissa: (Her voice is dripping with fake sincerity but her eyes snap at him, warning him to play along and shut up or else.) Sorry.
Ryan: So Seth, I heard that the drought ended? How much did it rain when you were in Vegas? (Now it is time for Seth and Summer to become uneasy as they shoot dangers at Ryan and Marissa.)
Sandy: Uh, I hate to break it to you Ryan, and I can't believe that you don't know this, but Las Vegas is in the middle of the dessert. I doubt it rained at all, and I'm not overly surprised that they were having a drought.
Marissa: Oh, he's not talking about Vegas. (The three adults look confused again.)
Neil: Well then, where was the drought? (All eyes turn to Seth and Summer who are both avoiding making eye contact and slightly blushing. Just as Seth goes to say something, the door bell rings and he jumps up and runs inside of the house.)
Seth: I'll get it!
Kirsten: He was in quite the hurry, and Seth never usually wants to answer the door. Are you guys expecting company?
Ryan: No, I just think he didn't like the taste of his own medicine.
Sandy: I have a feeling we really don't want to know do we.
Summer: (She speaks under her breath.) Well, I sure as hell don't want you to know about it!
Neil: What did you say, Summer?
Summer: (She looks up surprised that he heard her but then sees Seth returning with Caleb following, so she takes this as her opportunity.) Mr. Nichol, hello!
Caleb: (He is a bit surprised by her reaction to seeing him.) Summer, please, it's Caleb.
Seth: Or Grandpa or Gramps, they work well for me. (Caleb gives him a hard stare and Summer gives Seth a look asking him if he's insane.)
Caleb: Marissa, it's lovely to see you. Seth informed me on our way out here that he deleted my message to you and didn't tell you about it, but I just wanted to thank you for your help with the situation with Julie.
Marissa: I was glad to help.
Caleb: None the less, I'd like to do something for you, show you how grateful I am for what you did.
Marissa: Just consider us even. (He looks at her with confusion clearly written on his face.) You helped me get my job by mentioning my name to the executives. (Ryan turns to Seth and Summer and glares at them while they share looks of shock.)
Summer: You know about that?
Marissa: Of course, they told me the day I went in for the interview, and I wouldn't have accepted the job, but they made it quite clear that I was being hired for my ability and that I would not get any special treatment.
Seth: You see, that's how you're strange. Most people would want the special treatment.
Ryan: Not everyone is as lazy as you Seth. Some of us would like to make it on our own. (His face is not harsh, but he looks at Kirsten and she smiles at him knowing exactly what he is saying and why he's looking at her. Caleb notices it, too, and a slight look of shock covers his face, but he disguises it quickly.)
Caleb: Well then, I guess that's fair enough, but if you ever need anything, anything at all, you can always come to me. (Marissa smiles up at him before standing up and walking towards him and giving him a hug. Surprisingly, it is not awkward or forced, and Caleb hugs her back, a surprised look on his face again, but this time he doesn't remove it.)
Marissa: (She pulls away from him and smiles up at him which makes him smile back.) I'll keep that in mind, thanks. (She goes back over and sits down, taking Ryan's hand back into her own again. He turns to her shock written all over his face. Everyone is speechless just staring at either Caleb or Marissa or both of them. Finally, Caleb decides to break the moment.)
Caleb: Actually, that's what brought me here, Julie. I have news.
Kirsten: Oh please don't tell me you gave into her threats?
Sandy: I told you Cal that we'd figure something out and not to do anything rash until you talked to me.
Marissa: Wait, what's going on?
Sandy: Julie threatened Caleb by saying that the case against her and Lance was weak because all they basically had was Sherry's word, and because she's a former drug addict, it would lessen her credibility and make it so that it was her word vs. theirs.
Ryan: So, she's a porn star…
Neil: Excuse me? Julie did porn?
Caleb: It's called The Porn Identity if you want to check it out.
Summer: Rent that movie, and I swear I will cut off your hands myself! That is just so wrong on so many levels!
Neil: I'm not going to rent it Summer, calm down.
Ryan: She was also a horrible mother and an alcoholic. Plus, they could have doctors testify after examining her to prove that she's not pregnant or ever was.
Marissa: Oh my god!
Ryan: What?
Marissa: Do you remember when I told you there was something bothering me about this, something that I knew was important but I just couldn't think of it?
Ryan: Yeah. Did you remember? (Marissa shakes her head yes. Her face is extremely pale.) What is it?
Marissa: She can't have children!
Sandy: Whoa, what?
Marissa: She can't have children. She had a hysterectomy after Caitlyn was born. She said that she had to go away because she had Post Partum Depression, but I found the medical receipts later when I was older. I don't think my Dad ever found out, and it just totally slipped my mind. I knew there was something missing to this!
Caleb: Oh my god is right!
Kirsten: You did it, didn't you, and now with this piece of information, you wouldn't have needed to?
Seth: Done what? Hello Gramps and parentals, we're all still in the dark here!
Sandy: Julie said that if Caleb dropped the charges against her, then she'd testify against Lance as well, and after telling him that if Lance got off, he'd be able to come after the family to get payback, Caleb was pretty freaked out.
Marissa: But, you didn't do it, right? I mean, after everything you went through, you wouldn't throw that away, would you?
Caleb: I had to protect my family. I don't care what I have to do; no one will hurt my family.
Kirsten: Dad, we live in a gated community, hell,…
Seth: Language, Mother, please. (She glares at him.)
Kirsten: This is no time to be flip, Seth! We could have even hired body guards if the worst case scenario happened, and it wouldn't have, because we would have gotten enough evidence.
Caleb: Well, it's too late now. I already dropped the charges and she's back in the guest house.
Sandy: Excuse me? She's living with you again?
Caleb: What can I say, (His tone is bitter.) the woman is excellent at coercion.
Kirsten; Oh, it's not over yet! We are going to figure out a way to bring her down.
Sandy: Honey, I don't think there's anything else we can do.
Kirsten: We're going to sit here all night and think this through. There has to be some loophole, some trick we can use to put her away! (Sandy turns to the Ryan, Marissa, Seth and Summer and motions towards Zoe, indicating that he would like them to take her away from the present situation if they would. They get up after shaking their heads.)
Summer: I think we'll head down to the beach, let Zoe play in the sand, maybe get her some ice cream. (The four walk off, and Ryan picks up Zoe and tickles her to make her laugh as they walk out.)
Neil: I think I should be going, too. This is obviously a family conversation, and I don't want to get in the middle of it.
Sandy: Neil, we're sorry about this, chasing you away, but trust me, I wouldn't stay either if I could find a good enough excuse to leave. (Kirsten whirls around to face him and glares, but he just smiles back sheepishly at her.)
Neil: Thanks for dinner. We should do this more often…even if the kids aren't here with us.
Sandy: I couldn't agree more. (He gets up and walks out with him.) Here, let me walk you out. (Kirsten sends him a look which says you better be back here as soon as he's out the door before turning to Caleb who is trying to sneak away.)
Kirsten: Oh, I don't think so. Take a seat. We're going to be here for a while. (The camera leaves them and fades out before picking back up at the beach. Seth, Summer, and Zoe are eagerly building the sand castle, while Ryan and Marissa watch on, lazily resting in each others arms. Summer looks up briefly and smiles at them before turning back to Seth.)
Summer: Cohen!
Seth: What?
Summer: Come on, let's go get our ice cream now. I'm hungry.
Seth: Not arguing here. (He stands up and brushes the sand off of him while Summer does the same to herself and then Zoe. She walks off holding Zoe's hand while Seth stays back and turns to Ryan and Marissa.) So, are you two getting up, because I'm definitely not lifting you up!
Ryan: Na, that's okay. We're really not hungry. We're just going to go hang out on the lifeguard stand.
Seth: The what? (Ryan and Marissa stand up and walk off together, Ryan holding her tight to them. As they leave, they smile at Seth and point in the direction of the lifeguard stand. Seth sees it and immediately begins to talk.) Ah, I see, you're going to go and practice your CPR skills, very Florence Nightingale of you. (They don't respond.) So, how long are you two going to be there, fifteen twenty minutes?
Ryan: (Slightly yelling because they are a little ways away from Seth.) Don't wait up, Seth!
Seth: But, you rode here with us…
Marissa: We'll walk. (His mouth falls open in shock and he stares at them until Summer breaks into his little world.)
Summer: (Screaming at him as she holds Zoe's hand waiting for him and standing in an annoyed and slightly piqued way.) Cohen, get your as…. (She looks down and remembers Zoe is standing by her.) ascot in gear! I'm hungry, and you're paying! (He turns around from Ryan and Marissa and jogs over to Summer and the three of them walk off towards the pier. Ryan and Marissa reach the lifeguard stand and silently walk up and sit down. Ryan leans his back against the stand and places his legs outstretched in front of him. Marissa is laying down on the stand, her head idly resting in Ryan's lap as he gently caresses her face and smoothes his hand across her brow in a comforting manner.)
Ryan: So, are you okay?
Marissa: (Her eyes are closed and she has a small smile playing on her lips, the picture of contentment.) Right now, I'm perfect….being here with you.
Ryan: Good, I'm glad, but what about Julie, what are you thinking about that?
Marissa: (She is silent a moment while she thinks of what to say.) I'm not happy about it, I mean, she deserved to go to prison for what she did, not only to Caleb and your family but for the past as well, but I'm not going to let her get me down. Someday, she'll get what's coming to her, and until then I'm going to enjoy this life I have with you. (He leans down and brushes a soft kiss across her forehead, but her eyes flutter open and she lets her hands go up and hold his face to hers, bring his lips to join hers in a slow, passionate kiss. After a moment, he pulls back and goes back to stroking her face and smiling down at her.)
Ryan: And living in LA this summer? Are you sure that's what you want? (She nods her head before speaking.)
Marissa: Are you kidding me, you and I alone five days a week and then getting to spend the weekends with your family, it sounds perfect. (He leans down and kisses her softly again, letting his lips linger on hers. The camera pulls away from them and goes to Trey's apartment. Caitlyn is standing outside of his door, knocking. She looks happy with a wide grin plastered on her face. He opens the door in just his jeans which are not even buttoned with hair mussed and eyes that are puffy from sleep. She walks in when he holds the door open to her without saying anything.)
Caitlyn: What happened to you? You look like sht, and you're already sleeping?
Trey: Just got in a little while ago. I was at some crazy ass party up in Corona. (She goes to take off her coat and settle into the couch, but he stops her by talking.) Look, can we make this quick? I'm tried, I'm still drunk and the hangover is bound to set in sooner or later, and you haven't exactly been the most affectionate person this week. I mean, I've barely seen you since Monday morning when I dropped you off at school.
Caitlyn: Yeah, well, I had a lot of work to catch up on from last weekend and some thing to think about. (She shifts uncomfortably, tracing patterns into the carpet with the tip of her shoe, never meeting his eyes.) I saw my sister, had dinner with her and her boyfriend. (This perks his attention and his eyes snap open as he collapses into a chair indicating that she might as well sit down on the couch.)
Trey: How did that go?
Caitlyn: Good, really good, and we actually made plans for next weekend. That's why I'm here. (Trey just looks at her and with his eyes tells her to go on.) They invited me to the launch party for her show…well not her show but the one she works for, and after I told them about you, they told me I could take you with me if I wanted to.
Trey: And you do?
Caitlyn: Yeah. I think it's time you meet some people in my family, and my sister is the person who means the most to me in the whole world, and if you meet Ryan's approval, then I know you're a keeper.
Trey: So, this is like a test for me? (His voice has a slight edge to it.)
Caitlyn: (She realized that she said too much and that she should back out gracefully form the talk and leave as quickly as possible.) That's not what I meant. It was a bad joke, sorry, but are you going to go with me?
Trey: Yeah, I'll go. (She smiles at him and stands up walking towards him nervously. When she reaches his chair, he does nothing but continue to stare off into space ignoring her.)
Caitlyn: (She kisses his cheek before stepping back and walking towards the door.) I'll call you this week to set everything up. (She reaches the door and opens it.) See you, Trey. ("The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack" by Liar starts to play. She leaves the apartment and shuts the door behind her. After a few seconds, he goes over and locks the door and pulls his curtains, grabs his cell phone, and flops down on the couch. After dialing a number, he waits for someone to pick up the line. Once they do, he immediately begins to speak.)
Trey: It's on! The opportunity we've been waiting for just fell into my lap. Everything's going down next weekend, and they won't see it coming! (The camera pulls away from him and fades to black as the scene ends.)
End of Episode #14