The fifth scene opens up late Friday afternoon as Ryan and Marissa are returning home from work. They've taken to the habit of carpooling together so as to spend more time with each other and to save on gas money, not to mention that it doesn't hurt the environment either. Because of this, they walk into the apartment together at the same time, but instead of being assaulted by Seth and Summer with bags to carry to the car since they are moving back to Newport that evening for the summer, the apartment is deathly quiet and the bags are neatly stacked by the door. Seth and Summer, after a moment, walk out of separate rooms, not speaking, and ignore each other completely. Ryan and Marissa exchange glances before facing their roommates.

Marissa: Hey Sum, is everything alright?

Summer: (Her voice is cold and distant and she refuses to meet her eyes.) Yeah, why wouldn't it be?

Ryan: Seth, you're unusually quiet.

Seth: Have a lot on my mind.

Ryan: Oh, okay. (He and Marissa look at each other again and they both shrug their shoulders.) So, do you want us to start helping you carry down your bags?

Summer: Sure, thanks Chino. (She grabs two bags and starts to walk out of the apartment without saying another word, but Ryan puts his hand out and stops her in her tracks.)

Ryan: Alright, stop right there. What the hell is going on? (Seth and Summer both stay absolutely quiet and just shuffle their feet.)

Marissa: Listen, we have something planned for this weekend….for you two and you better snap out of these moods or you're going to ruin it.

Seth: Fine! I request Seth/Marissa time before we load the cars.

Ryan: Seth/Marissa time?

Seth: Yeah, sorry buddy, but this takes a woman's finesse, and let's face it, you don't have those skills. (Ryan rolls his eyes at Seth and turns to Summer.) Am I correct in my guess that you need to talk to me, too?

Summer: Yeah, but we'll load while we talk. For some reason the idea of schlepping heavy things right now sounds appealing. (She turns and glares at Seth.) Perhaps because I know it will help me define my muscles so I can beat Cohen's skanky little ass into the ground!

Marissa: Alright, I think I've heard enough. Seth, move, now. (She pushes him towards the hallway and they disappear into her and Ryan's bedroom, the door shutting behind them.)

Summer: You're okay with that?

Ryan: (Ryan looks at Summer with a confused look on his face as he grabs as many bags as he can carry.) With what?

Summer: With your girlfriend going into a bedroom, closing the doors with Cohen?

Ryan: (He laughs because the idea that Summer is implying is ludicrous to him.) Uh, yeah. (He opens the door and lets her leave first before following her and just leaving it open.) I take it you're not?

Summer: Let's just say I'm not too sure there is going to be a wedding. (Ryan stops dead in his tracks, drops the suitcases, and turns around to face her.)

Ryan: What do you mean you're not sure there is going to be a wedding?

Summer: Look, I overheard Seth talking to someone on the phone Monday and he told them that he loves them and that I had no clue about them.

Ryan: (After thinking about that for a moment, he responds.) Okay, so I can see how that might sound suspicious, but I honestly don't think Seth would ever cheat on you, Summer. Now listen, we weren't going to tell you until we got to Newport, but like Marissa said we have a surprise for you guys. You, Marissa, Kirsten, and Zoe are all going down to San Diego to some big bridal expo this weekend, just the girls, and Seth and I are having a guys' weekend in Newport with Sandy, Caleb, and your Dad.

Summer: Great! A guys' weekend, just what Cohen needs, booze and strippers!

Ryan: (He laughs.) There will be no strippers; that I can promise you.

Summer: And what about the alcohol?

Ryan: That I can't promise, but we're not going to be getting wasted, just drinking beer leisurely. We're probably not even going to leave the house.

Summer: I bet you'll be watching a lot of porn.

Ryan: Yeah, not talking about that with you, but I'll talk to Seth this weekend and figure out what's going on for you. Trust me, he's not cheating on you. He's probably doing something stupid,…

Summer: Something Coheny.

Ryan: Right, but I know that he is a faithful guy, and I think, somewhere underneath all your insecurities, you do, too. Now, come on, pick up your bags and let's load the cars. (He picks his up and gets in the elevator, holding it open with his foot as he waits for her. She picks her bags up as well, but walks into the elevator slightly annoyed and holding her nose in the air.)

Summer: I do not have any insecurities! (As the elevator doors close, Ryan's laughter is heard ringing through the hallway. The camera leaves them and goes to Ryan and Marissa's bedroom where she is sitting in Ryan's office chair while Seth paces the room as he talks.)

Seth: I have no idea what I did. The last I knew, we were good, and then she never came home Monday night and just left a message, late, telling me that she went home and spent time with her Dad, and now she won't speak to me.

Marissa: (She is thinking back and slightly confused.) Where were you then Monday if you weren't with Summer?

Seth: Oh, Branning and I were having a bonding session.

Marissa: That seems to be happening more and more lately. Maybe Summer thinks you're having an affair with Branning, that you're now batting for the other team.

Seth: (He gives her an annoyed look.) I can't believe I'm saying this Marissa, but now is not the time to joke.

Marissa: I know, and I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself, but we all know that you'd never cheat on Summer.

Seth: Of course not, I can't even believe that she'll have me. (Marissa laughs softly before he continues to talk.) I think maybe I should just stay here this weekend, give her some space, try to figure out what I did wrong.

Marissa: No, wait, you can't.

Seth: Why not?

Marissa: Remember I told you that we have something planned for this weekend.

Seth: Yeah, but you can do it without me.

Marissa: Seth, listen, I wasn't going to tell you this until we got to Newport, but you're not even going to be with Summer this weekend. Summer, Kirsten, Zoe and I are going to San Diego to a bridal convention, while you, Ryan, Sandy, Caleb, and Neil are having a guys' weekend in Newport. You can relax this evening, all day Saturday, and Sunday afternoon, talk to Ryan about this, ask him for advice, and then come up with a plan to work things out with Summer, not to mention that I could try to talk to her this weekend for you and see if I can't figure out what's wrong.

Seth: You'd do that?

Marissa: Yeah, why wouldn't I?

Seth: Well after how I reacted to your and Ryan's news about staying here in LA for the summer and after what I said, I wasn't too sure how you would treat me.

Marissa: Seth, listen to me, I'm not mad about what you said. I was hurt that you said it in the first place, that you think that little of Ryan and I, but staying here was not about you or Summer, it was about us, our careers and our relationship.

Seth: Your relationship?

Marissa: Yeah. We wanted to spend some time alone with one another, test out what it will be like when it is just the two of us. It might be good for you and Summer, too, practice for when you're married.

Seth: I never thought of it like that.

Marissa: And we'll be there almost every weekend.

Seth: True. (He pauses for a second before continuing.) This will give me some time to work on my novel.

Marissa: What novel?

Seth: Oh, just something I've been meaning to write since before Ryan got to town.

Marissa: Have you started it?

Seth: No, but I have a lot of ideas trapped up inside of this handsome head of mine. (As he says this, he taps it with his finger.)

Marissa: Alright, future Nobel Peace Prize winner for literature, let's go and help carry your bags out to the car. Ryan shouldn't have to do all the work. (She stands up and walks towards the door, but Seth lags behind.)

Seth: Aw, but the conversation was just getting good; we just started talking about me.

Marissa: Seth, we basically talked about you the whole time.

Seth: Yeah, but we took a detour to you and Ryan there for a moment, and I really wasn't feeling it, but then we got back to where we should have been the whole time, me. Plus, I don't want to carry bags. It's good for Ryan. He's always concerned that he fills out those wife beaters properly. The workout will save him a gym session.

Marissa: (She opens the door and turns around smirking at him.) Don't worry, I make sure he gets plenty of workouts.

Seth: (As she walks out of the room, he talks to himself and covers his ears.) Virgin ears, here, virgin ears, I can't handle innuendos like that! (The camera leaves him and goes to the Cooper residence. Jane is in Caitlyn's room and sees that she's in the bathroom, but wanting to talk to her, she knocks on the door and speaks through it.)

Jane: Caitlyn, are you alright? Do you want anything in particular for dinner?

Caitlyn: (Yelling from inside of the door.) I'm not really hungry.

Jane: Alright, but will you come down and sit with me while I eat, maybe eat something little or at least drink some water. I don't want you getting dehydrated. Plus, I'd love your company this evening….it would just be me and you.

Caitlyn: Ah…sure. I'll be down in a little while. I'm just going to take a shower first.

Jane: Okay, see you in a little bit honey. (The camera follows Jane until she leaves the room. Right at Caitlyn's doorway, she turns around and takes one final look at the closed and locked bathroom door, but then leaves. It then goes into the bathroom where Caitlyn is indeed getting ready to take a shower. The song "Possum Kingdom" by Toadies starts to play. She is frantically tearing off her clothes, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. As she undresses, faint bruises can be seen on her thighs, ribs, and chest. They look to be about three weeks old. When she is finally free of all her clothing, she steps into the steaming hot shower, taking a bottle of vodka with her. She sets the alcohol bottle down and takes the soap and a sponge and lathers it up. Softly, she starts to scrub her body, but after a few seconds, the motions become harsh and cruel, like she is trying to forcefully remove her own skin. There are a few times when her hand slips and she ends up scratching herself, leaving slight blood trails where her nails were. Eventually, she collapses, physically exhausted and emotionally drained and starts to cry. As the scalding hot water continues to beat down on her reddened skin, she reaches for the bottle of alcohol and slowly drinks from it, huddled in a ball, and crying loudly but the sound of the shower cover her sobs. The camera leaves her and goes to the four friends as they arrive at the Cohens. Ryan, Marissa, Summer, and, a begrudgingly working, Seth labor to unload the cars of the last bags. Most of the luggage has already been unloaded and carried upstairs to Seth's room. When they enter the house, they put the bags down. Sandy, Kirsten, and Zoe, who have already said goodbye, join them in the foyer briefly.)

Kirsten: We're going to go and get in the car. Go ahead and say your goodbyes. (She smiles at both couples before leaving out the door, holding Zoe's hand and with Sandy following.)

Summer: Yeah, I'm going to the bathroom before we go. (She walks off down the hallway, leaving Seth, Ryan, and Marissa all standing in the foyer together.)

Seth: Goodbye to you, too, Summer. I guess I'll just go and get the grill started. The other guys should be here soon. (He walks off leaving Ryan and Marissa alone. He takes her in his arms, holding her tightly to him, and laces his hands together at the small of her back.)

Ryan: I still don't know why I let you talk me into this.

Marissa: Ryan, it will be good for Seth and Summer, and I think it's needed. They're not doing well right now….

Ryan: Seth talked to you about it then, too?

Marissa: Yeah, and I'm going to talk to Summer for him, as I imagine you're going to doing with Seth for Summer.

Ryan: Of course. Plus, I also have to talk to Jimmy about Caitlyn.

Marissa: Sorry about that. That will not be fun.

Ryan: No, (He kisses her quickly.) but it's for your sister whom you love, so I don't mind.

Marissa: Are you trying to get something out of me?

Ryan: Maybe.

Marissa: You know you can't get it unless you tell me what it is.

Ryan: Stay here. You don't want to go to a bridal convention, I know you don't.

Marissa: And what, be a part of guys' weekend?

Ryan: Yeah. I know I'd have more fun if you were here!

Marissa: (She laughs.) I bet you would, but the point of this weekend is not for you and I to have fun but for Seth and Summer.

Ryan: I know.

Marissa: So then, why are we still talking? (Ryan laughs.)

Ryan: I really have no idea. (He goes in to kiss her as Marissa's arms wrap around his neck and her fingers find their way into his hair. The kiss starts out soft and sensual but escalates quickly and becomes heated and extremely passionate. Ryan starts to move them up against the wall, but Marissa starts giggling.)

Marissa: Not the best place for that, Ryan. (He shakes his head to agree with her but just moves in to kiss her once again. As they continue to "say goodbye" in the foyer, Summer re-enters from the bathroom, grimaces when she sees them, but then goes up to Marissa, grabs her by the arm, and drags her outside with her.)

Summer: Say goodbye to Chino, Coop. (Ryan becomes mad, instantly, and starts after them, but Marissa just laughs and holds up her hand to stop him.)

Marissa: Bye Ryan. I'll call you tonight.

Ryan: Call me when you get there, too, so I know that you made it alright. (Summer rolls her eyes and continues to drag Marissa away as Ryan watches on still slightly annoyed that his farewell was interrupted. The camera leaves them and goes back to Jane who is in the kitchen putting pizza on a plate for herself. Caitlyn enters the room, freshly showered, hair down and wet, and with her body completely covered in baggy clothes. Jane smiles at her when she sees her and Caitlyn gives her a small smile back.)

Jane: I know you said you weren't hungry, but I ordered pizza. I know you like it, and this way, whenever you're hungry, you can just help yourself. (Her tone is slightly pleading.) Do you want me to get you any now?

Caitlyn: (She recognizes the beseeching tone in her voice.) How about we go slow and I'll take just one slice.

Jane: And a water?

Caitlyn: And a water.

Jane: (She starts to get everything ready for her.) Why don't you go ahead into the family room? I'll bring everything in for you. Do you want to just kick back and watch movies tonight? You're Grandpa is out with some of his buddies.

Caitlyn: (She laughs.) Well, it's Friday night, I'm not surprised. Let me guess, poker?

Jane: (She laughs, too.) You know him too well already.

Caitlyn: You have to admit Grandma, you married a very predictable man.

Jane: Yes, I did. (The camera follows Caitlyn as she goes into the family room and sits down on the couch. She instantly grabs a pillow and holds to her chest as if she is protecting herself. Tears form in her eyes but she quickly blinks them away. Jane appears in the doorway and watches her for a moment before she steps in and puts the food down.) So, what movie do you want to watch?

Caitlyn: Your choice.

Jane: Are you sure?

Caitlyn: Yeah, and besides, you always let me choose. Tonight's your night to pick, no matter how many movies we watch.

Jane: Well okay then. Dig in and let me pick something. (Caitlyn picks up her plate and sits it in her lap before picking up her bottle of water, opening it, and taking a long drink from it. Jane picks a movie, The Family Stone, and puts it in the DVD player. She flashes the box to Caitlyn to show her what she picked. Caitlyn smiles at her choice, takes a bite of pizza, and Jane goes and sits next to her. As they both sit and watch the screen as the menu comes up, Jane begins to speak softly.) I just wanted to let you know that you two doctors appointments Monday morning.

Caitlyn: Two?

Jane: One with an OB-GYN, (She pauses slightly and looks over at Caitlyn to see her reaction. The younger girl blushes and lowers her head.) and the other one is with a therapist. Marissa and I both thought you might like to talk about what happened, whatever it was, you don't have to tell me anything unless you want to, with a stranger, someone who was impartial.

Caitlyn: That's probably a good idea…thanks, but just to let you know, I'm not pregnant. (Her cheeks become an even deeper shade of red.) I already checked.

Jane: (She pulls her close to her and hugs her tightly by the shoulders.) We just want to make sure that you're healthy, that's all. (Caitlyn nods her head as a few tears escape her tightly shut eyes. Jane just kisses her hair and speaks softly once again.) Alright, that's enough talk. Let's just enjoy our evening. How does that sound?

Caitlyn: (She laughs quietly and sniffles.) Good, (She clears her voice so that she's easier to understand.) it sounds good. (They both smile at each other before turning to their food and the screen. The camera moves away from them and goes to a hotel hallway. Summer is struggling with two big suitcases while Kirsten is carrying her small carry on and Zoe's backpack and Marissa just has a duffle bag. As they reach their doors, Kirsten passes a key card to Marissa.)

Kirsten: I had a feeling that you would appreciate this room. (Marissa looks at her quizzically.) Part of this hotel was built in the 1800's, and that room is an original room. It's still very much Victorian, and this room, (She holds up her own key card.) is for a resort room. It still has some of the old charm of the original hotel but it's slightly bigger and more modern. Now all we have to do is figure out who is staying where. (She turns to Summer.) I assume you and Marissa want to room together right?

Zoe: I want to room with Marissa! (She looks up pleadingly to her Mom. Kirsten's eyes move to Marissa who shrugs her shoulders.)

Marissa: It's fine with me if you don't mind and if Summer doesn't care. (Everyone turns to look at Summer.)

Summer: Actually, I think I'd rather be in the roomier room anyway….I do have a lot of stuff. Besides, Kirsten and I can have girl talk.

Zoe: Marissa and I can have girl talk, too. (She is starting to get annoyed and stomps her foot for emphasis.)

Kirsten: Of course you can. (She looks up at Marissa and hands her Zoe's backpack.) If she ever becomes a problem, just let me know.

Marissa: We'll be fine. Come on Zoe, (She holds her hand out to her and Zoe takes it.) let's get settled in. Do you want to unlock the door? (Zoe nods her head yes so Marissa hands her the key card and shows her what to do.)

Kirsten: When you two are done, put your pajamas on and then come over to our room. I thought we'd just order up room service and watch movies. (At the mention of movies, Zoe forgets about opening the door and turns around to speak with her Mother.)

Zoe: Can we watch Scarface?

Kirsten: How do you know about that movie?

Zoe: Daddy and I watched it together.

Kirsten: Your father let you watch Scarface?

Zoe: Well, not all of it. I had to plug my ears and close my eyes sometimes, but I want to see the whole thing.

Kirsten: Not tonight, honey. We're going to watch girl movies.

Zoe: Okay. (She turns back to her key and opening the door. Marissa stifles a giggle and Kirsten just turns back to her door and goes inside. Summer had already opened it and took herself and her two suitcases inside. The scene moves away from them and goes to the Cohens where the men, all the planned guests, and the one "surprise" one, are all sitting around one of the tables after eating. The left over food, which is minimal, is still on the table along with quite a few empty beer bottles. They all have a partially full bottle in front of them as well.)

Sandy: We should do this more often!

Neil: I second that. Do you know how long it has been since I drank beer and ate steak? Summer might not live with me anymore, but somehow she manages to watch my diet and control it from LA. It's only going to get worse now that she's back in Newport.

Seth: She does that to you, too? (His mouth opens slightly in shock.) Sure, she doesn't control what I eat, no one could do that…well except Marissa because she cooks most of it, but she won't let me drink beer either! She says it's not good for me.

Sandy: Hey guys, I only get to do stuff like this when Kirsten's away, so I understand.

Caleb: At least it's not your doctor telling you that you can't eat like this. Yours is still technically by choice; mine, trying to save myself from another heart attack.

Seth: So you're saying what we just fed you could kill you?

Caleb: Yes.

Seth: (He ponders it for a moment.) At least you'd die a happy man. (All the men laugh and raise their beer bottles to salute what Seth said.)

Sandy: What about you Jimmy? Who controls what you eat and drink?

Jimmy: My Mother. (The men all laugh at this and Jimmy smiles self-deprecatingly.)

Neil: Why don't you and Caitlyn move out, get your own place? It has to be kind of weird living with your parents at your age?

Jimmy: Yeah, about that….

Sandy: Ryan, what about you?

Ryan: (The two men exchange glances and they understand why Sandy shifted the conversation onto him.) What do you mean?

Seth: Are you kidding me? Marissa lets Ryan have whatever he wants. She keeps beer in the fridge for him; Summer just won't let me drink it. She'll cook him whatever he wants, whenever he wants. It's freaking ridonkulous! (All the men stare at Ryan somewhat enviously except for Jimmy who just looks slightly annoyed.)

Jimmy: How is she?

Ryan: (He jumps at the opportunity, knowing it is a way to get Jimmy away from the rest of the guys so that he and Sandy can talk to him about Caitlyn.) If you want, we could go inside, (He looks at Sandy.) use Sandy's office, and talk about her if you want. I could catch you up on what she's been doing.

Jimmy: Really?

Ryan: Sure. Is that okay with you Sandy?

Sandy: (He catches on.) Go right ahead, take all the time you need. (Ryan and Jimmy stand up and begin to walk off. Seth yells to them.)

Seth: Hey, I thought this was a guys' weekend. No talking about the ball and chains!

Ryan: (Without turning around, he yells back at Seth.) Shut up, Seth! (With that, Ryan and Jimmy disappear into the house. Sandy stands up.)

Sandy: I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom, but I'll bring some more beer on my way back. (He scampers inside before anyone can say anything. Seth stands up and motions for the other two guys to follow him. They sneak around the house and as they move, he talks quietly.)

Seth: Okay, so I overheard my Dad and Ryan talking, and they're corning Jimmy right now about something big, something life changing that has to deal with Caitlyn. Now, I don't know about you guys, but I plan on finding out what it is.

Neil: Yeah, but how are we going to hear?

Seth: (Seth laughs and rolls his eyes.) What do you take me for, Neil? I'm no idiot, and I happen to be quite skillful at being stealth. Earlier, when my Dad wasn't looking, I snuck into his office and opened up the window slightly but put the blind down so he couldn't see, so we will be able to hear everything if we stand outside of it.

Caleb: (He laughs and slaps Seth on the back in a congratulatory way, but almost makes him fall over on his face. Caleb doesn't notice this and just turns to Neil and talks to him.) That's my Grandson! (Neil does notice Seth almost falling down and laughs softly before replying back to Caleb.)

Neil: Yes, it is. (The camera moves away from them as they get to the front of the house and close to the window and goes inside to Sandy's office. Sandy has just walked in and joined Ryan and Jimmy. Jimmy is sitting in the chair in front of Sandy's desk. When he notices Ryan and Sandy standing in front of him with their arms crossed, he realizes that he's been tricked.)

Jimmy: What the hell is going on here?

Sandy: Jimmy, calm down, we just want to talk to you about Caitlyn.

Jimmy: What about her?

Ryan: We know that she's not your biological daughter, but that shouldn't matter. (The camera pans back outside and shows Caleb, Neil, and Seth all with shocked expressions on their faces.)

Seth: Holy sht, am I glad we decided to spy! (The camera moves back in to the office.)

Jimmy: What is this an ambush?

Sandy: I guess you could look at it like that, but Jimmy, come on, we know you're a good guy, just act like it.

Jimmy: That's easy for you to say! You didn't just find out that the girl you thought was your daughter for 17 years was someone else's!

Ryan: Why isn't she your daughter? Sure, you're not blood related, but look at me. My biological family basically abandoned me, but my real family, my real Dad, Sandy, my real Mom, Kirsten, my real brother Seth, and my real sister Zoe, they're not actually related to me, and I can't imagine being any closer to them even if they were. (Sandy was not expecting this and becomes slightly emotional. When he goes to talk, it is evident in his voice until he clears it.)

Sandy: Jimmy, look, I know that on a good day, you have a hard time being a father, but Caitlyn needs you now. No matter what a DNA test might say, she thinks of you as her Dad, and it's time you put your own hurt pride and selfishness aside and just be there for her, let her talk to you, let her spend time with you, show her that you love her.

Ryan: And you do love her, we know you do. Marissa has told me a lot about her childhood and Caitlyn's, and although you were a terrible Father and hurt them both a lot, she never doubted that you loved her.

Jimmy: (He is silent a moment and looks up at them confused and with a million questions running through his eyes.) I don't even know where to begin….how do I….what do I….

Sandy: You're a Father, whether or not you believe so yourself. Just look inside of your heart and follow your instincts. You can do this Jimmy. Kirsten and I, Ryan and Marissa we all think that you can, and anytime down the road when you might need help or you have a question, all you have to do is ask and we'll do anything we can for you and Caitlyn.

Jimmy: (He stands up.) If you'll excuse me, I think that I'm going to leave now. I have a lot to sort through.

Sandy: Sure, we understand. Let me show you to the door. (He starts to move after Jimmy, but Jimmy puts his hand up to stop him.)

Jimmy: No, it's fine. Go back to your party, have fun. I'll show myself out….and thanks, both of you. Will you tell Marissa I said hi, Ryan? (Ryan just nods his head yes to show that he will do what Jimmy wants. With that, Jimmy leaves the office and the camera goes back outside to a still shocked Caleb, Neil, and Seth.)

Seth: Alright, so here's the difficult part. Run! (They all three start running back through the same route they took to get there in the first place.) We have to be back there by the time they get back so they don't suspect anything. (As they round the corner into the backyard, Ryan and Sandy are standing there with ticked off expressions on their faces. Seth, breathing heavily, waves at Sandy and Ryan.) Hello Father and Ryan. We were just playing tag. (He reaches over and touches his Grandfather.) You're it!

Sandy: Seth! (The camera fades away and goes black as the three "stealth" men get in trouble.)

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