Situation: The ride home after a basketball game by which Lucky's team lost
Action: Aidan cries for he is thirsty. Sawyer gives Aidan his bottle. Lucky struggles to break into a smile or laugh.
Lucas (driving the car): Luck, you are surely quiet back there
Lucky (disappointed, she sits in the back seat with Sawyer and baby Aidan): My team lost the game. There is nothing much for me to say.
Lucas: I have been in your position before. Maybe you can learn something from this game. Please don't give up on your dream.
Lucky: I understand, Daddy
Peyton: Luck, you have been through worse. You almost never made it here. Tonight's game is just another stepping stone.
Lucky (hopelessly, she stares out of the window): Sure
Time Period: A Flashback-Lucky's traumatic birth
Place: A Hospital Delivery Room
Date: 2-14-2011
Lucas (squeezing Peyton's hand): Our little princess is almost here
Peyton (becoming exhausted from pushing): I can't do this anymore. I wish this baby and these forceps were out of me.
Lucas (stroking Peyton's hair): Just breathe
Peyton (panting as she clings tightly onto Lucas): I love you
Lucas (choked up): I love you so much
The fetal heartbeat monitor (placed on Peyton's stomach): Beep...Beep...Beep
Peyton (feeling both the pain of the forceps and contractions again): AHA...AHA...AHA
The doctor (pulling the baby out of Peyton): Push, Peyton, Push
Peyton (reaching the end of her strength): OH God, it hurts. I can't do this.