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to your girlfriend--
kind of a challenge.

How do you feel?

I...

I see the great

love of your life.

It's George.
George?
George?

I'm here to offer you a job.

He heard about my work
with the sea otters

and invited me to travel

across the country
and talk to college
kids about voting.

Why don't you give
Jason Spitz a call?

You're always saying
how funny he is.

I don't have that many

guy friends anymore.

Who does? Who's got the time?

Where the heck's your mom?

I know I asked you
to be my stepdad.

Do you mind being

my friend instead?

Tell me what it is

that you love about Julie.

We're just

from the same world.

Taylor, I'm not buying you
lingerie for your birthday.

That's just weird.
Okay, that's fine.

I told you, you don't
have to buy me anything.

You and Ryan are throwing
me a birthday party
and that's enough.

Look, I know you've never
had a birthday party before,

let alone been to one,
but usually people get

presents for their birthday,
so will you please

tell me what you want?

Okay, honestly,
I want Ryan

to ask me to go to
Berkeley with him next year.

Okay, I was thinking more
along the lines of a cute top.

I know, I know, it's
just, I'm a planner,

and I've already seeing
that day six months

in the future when we
all go our separate ways.

And I just know
that if Ryan goes
to Berkeley and I go

to Harvard or Princeton

or Oxford, then it's over.

Don't you have to apply
to Berkeley first
in order to...

You already applied to Berkeley?

Does Ryan know this?
No.

I applied before we
even started dating.

I just got back from
France and I figured,

well, I had to go
somewhere, so I reapplied

to Princeton, Oxford,
Yale, Harvard

and the Sorbonne,

and I figured why not
throw Berkeley in?

Hmm.

Um, hi.

Can we get two
coffees, please?

Uh, yeah.
Okay.

So you want to get
Ryan to tell you
that he wants you

to go to Berkeley, without
knowing that you already got in

to Berkeley?
Exactly.

And how're you going
to do that?
Easy.

I just need to get him
to tell me that he loves me.

Mm-hmm, Ryan talking
about his feelings.

Now that would be an
earth-shattering event.

Careful, they're hot.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Did you see this about
earthquake weather?

You know, it's exactly
this kind of voodoo science

that lets politicians
deny global warming.

Oh, my God, I know.

And how many times
have they predicted

the big one,
and it never happens.

It almost makes you wish
that it would.

Hey.

Good morning.
What's the occasion?

Just you're being so sweet
throwing me a birthday party,

and I wanted to thank you, so...

Oh, my gosh, did I ever
tell you about...

How you've never
had a birthday party

and you've always spent every
birthday alone in your room

watching Sixteen Candles

and talking to a gypsy
on the psychic hot line?

Yeah, I know,
I'm a broken record.

Just, you know, it really
means a lot to me

that you're doing this for me.

Well, Taylor, I'll tell you,

planning your birthday
party is not easy.

I expect something in return.

Oh.

I expect to have
my way with you.

Ryan!

Well, all that time and energy.

Clowns, balloons, a magician...

Oh, oh, well,
if there's a magician.

Yeah.

It's kind of strange to think

about all of this
ending isn't it?

Hmm?

You, going off to Berkeley,

me, whichever way
the wind blows.

Well, it's still
six months away.

Right, yeah.

If only I had
a crystal ball, huh?

Maybe I should call Esmerelda

from the psychic hot line.

This is a really good croissant.

Don't you have the feeling that

we're on the cusp
of something and we just need

to leap into the void?

Did you get these at Joe's?

Ryan, don't you have
that feeling?

What?

That life is telling us
to take a wild,

impulsive jump into the unknown?

Not really.

So, you're good?

You don't have a need

to just let something
explode out of you,

consequences be damned?

What are we talking about?

Well, I was...

I guess it's just

my birthday and I'm
getting sentimental.

All right, well, don't worry.
It's going to be great.

Okay?

All right, I've got to go.

Thanks for this.

Hey, tonight, you want to do
something? See a movie?

Yeah, sure, okay.

All right, great.

Oh, my God.

Oh, hi, honey.

Sorry, I didn't
hear you coming down.

Mom, do you mind?

Because I still
have to eat in here.
What can I get you?

You want some scrambled eggs or
I could whip up some pancakes.

You cook, too? That's amazing.

It's just a talent I have.

Yeah, one of many.

I'm seriously never
going to stop barfing.

Kaitlin, don't be gross.

Me? Gross?

What's gross is Frank's dirty...

germy convict bag
is sitting on the counter.

I mean, what,

did the warden give that to you
as a going-away present?

Kaitlin.
It's okay. It's okay.

It shouldn't be
on the counter.

Though I actually
got it at REI.

Well, why bother with a bag?

You can just move in.

You spend enough
time here anyway.

Young lady, apologize.

I'm sorry, Frank.

Feel free to have
as many conjugal visits

as you'd like.

You know, I... I
should get going.

I've got a job interview.

I'll walk you out.
Okay.

And we'll talk later.

Mrs. Cohen?

Holly.

I went to Harbor with Seth.
Oh, hi.

Hi, are you here
for prenatal yoga?

Oh, yes, I am. And you?

Yes. I just found out.

How far along are you?
Oh, not-not very.

I just found out, too.
Well, this class is great.

I told Missy, the instructor,

I have worked way
too hard for this body

to just let it turn
into some dumpy baby factory.

I mean, who says I can't
have a baby and a six pack?

I should probably
stretch before class.

Well, hold on just a second.

Hey, hos, come here.

This is Mrs. Cohen.

She just found out
she's pregnant.

Oh, my gosh!
Congratulations.

And you're not
even showing.

So...

should we let her in?

Oh, yeah.
Totally. She's ripped.

We formed a club.

Promised ourselves
we wouldn't turn out like

Molly the Mammoth
over there.

GIRLS:
Eww.

In nine months
I'm wearing my bikini.

I don't care what anyone says.

And I told Jerry
if I get too big,

I'm inducing at eight months.

It's much easier
to lose the weight.

So do you want in? We call
ourselves the Six-Pack Pack.

Isn't that like so cute?
Don't you just want to barf?

All the time.

Summer, what's up?
Hey.

I am just picking up Seth.

Taking him to an art exhibition,

sponsored by GEORGE,

the Global Environmental
Organization

regarding Greenhouse Emissions.

Seth's going to an art show.
Well, yeah, I mean,

he's going to art school,
and I like the environment,

so I thought it
was the perfect date.

Sure.

So are you ready
for Taylor's party?

Oh, yeah, party's all set.
Even got her a present.

Really. Mind telling me
what it is?

Well, you know,

she likes translating
those French love poems?

I collected a few.

Had them bound for her.

Atwood, that is so romantic.

You know, nothing is as romantic

as the first time you tell
someone you love them,

though, huh?

I, uh...

haven't told Taylor I love her.
You haven't?

Has she said something?

No. No, I-I just assumed.

You guys have been
together for a while

and you seem pretty happy.
I thought,

"Why wouldn't you have
said I love you?"

I have an idea. Why don't you?

What?
For her birthday.

You should, because...

the book of poems is awesome,

but add that special
little "I love you."
As as girl,

I don't know, me personally,
I got chills.

Does Taylor expect me

to tell her that I love
her on her birthday?

What? No. I don't know.
I've got to go.

I can't stay, okay?

Well, thanks
for meeting me.

I wanted to talk
to you alone.

You're not going to do
anything pervy are you?

Kaitlin...

I care about your mom.

And considering my past,

I understand
why you're suspicious.

Look, I really don't care that
you went to prison, all right?

I mean, the Bullit went to
prison and he was awesome.

You're just boring.

I'm sorry, but it's
just the way it is.

Well, I have to say
I don't think that's fair.

You hardly know me.

Then say something funny.
What?

Make me laugh.

Fine.

I don't know what interests
a 15-year-old girl,

but your mother
doesn't think I'm boring.

Well, that's because
you're sleeping with her.

Can you not say
that kind of thing?

Well, what do
you want me to say?
I mean, is it true

in prison on your
first day, you got to
make someone your bitch?

Or what about the whole
dropping the soap thing?

I mean, really,
why don't you guys

just install soap dispensers?

Hey, I make your mom happy.

I'm just asking
for a chance here, Kaitlin.

Of course.

If it makes my mom happy.

Oh, my God.

Oh... my God.

That was so amazing.

You know, he's so right.

If we aren't good custodians
for our planet,

what right do we
have to be here?

Don't you think
that was amazing?
Mm-hmm.

I give it a three.
A three?

He put a radio transmitter
in a piece of trash,

threw it into the ocean,

followed it around
for six years

just to show
how pollution travels.

And you're giving
it a three?

I'm gonna give it a
three-and-a-half, then.

What about the part
where he followed it

through the oil fires
in the Persian Gulf,

and he got third-degree
burns on his arms?

I know, but the camera
work was terrible,

and what kind of film
stock was he using?

The oranges and reds
totally bled together.

He was just making a point
to show the health

of our planet.
Yeah, but he's also
making a movie,

and as a movie,
it sucks.

Well, what about that one?

Where the turtle
adopted the hippo

who was lost
in the tsunami?
Mm-hmm.

That's pretty much the
nature film equivalent

of a chick flick.

Okay.

What about that?

Where the family
of giraffes' habitat

was destroyed.

Yeah, shot like
a perfume ad.

God, what is your problem,
Seth?

I just want you to get excited
about something.

I am, about things
that are good.

But I could do one
of these doughnuts

with both hands
tied behind my back.

Really?

Prove it.

What?

Make a movie.

Are you serious?
Yeah.

I want see you do it better.

I want to go watch
the penguins again,

and don't you dare
say anything.

Hey, I didn't know
you were coming by.

I was just at
Spitzy's office.

You should have called.

Is everything all right?

The people in Newport are awful.

Honey, you're
a little late to the party.

I've been saying that
for 20 years.

Has it gotten worse?

I mean, I know Julie
and some of the others

are bad, but...
What happened?

I was at this prenatal yoga
class

and these young women,
they're monsters.

They wanted me to join
the six-pack pack.
The what?

And then they talk about
inducing labor at eight months

so that they don't have
to gain weight.

Can we raise another child
around this?

Oh, honey, Newport's always had
that element,

and still we managed
to have a life.

And not everybody's like that.

You know what?

Spitz has been wanting us
to meet his wife.

How about we do
dinner tomorrow?

Restore your faith in humanity.

All right.

But more importantly,

do you think they'll let me
join the six-pack pack?

I've been doing
my sit-ups.

Come on, hit me
with your best shot.

Go ahead, come on, wind up.

I'm not a beast!

Oh, God, he
really loves her.

And she is never going
to know how he feels,
because he can't tell her.

Isn't that tragic?
Yep.

I mean, how could
you do that?

How could you just let the love
of your life slip away

because you were too afraid to
tell them how you really felt?

Well, maybe she's better off.

Uh-huh.

Did you get that
from the scene

where she was about to be
burned at the stake?

No, she's a beautiful woman,

he's a hunchback
who lives in a bell tower.

The chances of it
working out...

Yeah, but he doesn't
know that.

If he at least told
her how he felt,

then maybe there would be
a way to work things out.

You know, they could
have a life together.

Or you know,
at least

four more years.

WOMAN:
Why did you save me?

But the archbishop...

Ryan, I'm not talking
about the movie.

It's... There's just moments
in everyone's life,

and if you just let them
slip away, then...

then they're
gone forever.

And that's the tragic
thing about life.

Don't you feel that way?

Taylor.

Yeah.

I...

...missed the last
part of the movie.

Would you mind
rewinding it a little?

Sure.

Thanks.

Lonely, huh?

Better get used to it, buddy.

Good morning.

If you say so.

What's that?

This is the obituary for mine
and Ryan's relationship.

A rose, plucked
before its time.

Uh-huh, English?

I wrote a letter
to the Dean of Berkeley,

telling him that I must

respectfully decline
the scholarship,

and he should offer it
to the next candidate.

So you're saying no?

What happened with Ryan?

I tried, Summer, I really did.

The moment was upon us.

We were staring
into each other's eyes,

and...

And he just didn't say it.

You know, sometimes I just want
to grab him and tie him

to a chair and shoot him full
of sodium pentathol

and see what spills out.

Why don't you?

You don't think it's too crazy?
Because I was thinking

if the two of us
just tackled him

and then we could
tie him down...
I wasn't talking literally.

Oh.

Do you love him?

Yeah, I really do.

Do you think he loves you?

Well, sometimes he grabs my hand

and he squeezes it
for no reason.

I mean, what else
could that mean?

Okay. So we just need to loosen
his tongue a little.

But how are we going to...

Summer Roberts, you bad thing.

Okay, you know what,

a trip to the Robert's
wine cellar is in order.

What the hell is he doing?

Morning.
Morning.

Hey, are you all right?

Yeah, it's just a cramp.

How far did you go?

Mm, nine, ten miles.

Oh. Wouldn't it be easier
if you just said,

"Sandy,
there's something bothering me.

Can you give me some advice?"

Yes, it would,
but where's the fun in that?

Let me guess.

You're trying to decide
if you love Taylor

so you can tell her
on her birthday.

Huh?

You've been dating
for a while,

things are good,
birthday's tomorrow.

Bingo.

Yeah. You're good.

So? Do you love her?

Uh, honestly I'm scared.

Good, you should be.

That's reassuring.

Well, it might be the most
powerful thing

you can say to another person.

It changes
everything.

Now for heaven's sake,
if you don't feel it,

don't say it.
Yeah, it's just
I think she's expecting it.

And to not say it...
It's like saying
you don't love her.

Exactly.

Well, do you care about her?

Of course.

Do you enjoy
being with her?

More than with anyone.

Tell her that.

It won't be exactly
what she wants to hear,

but it'll be honest.

All right.

Can you tell me something?

Sure.
Do you have any idea

why Seth is
filming the pool?

Hey, check it out, man.

Summer challenged me to make
this pretentious art film,

so I'm making one called
Six Hours In The Pool.
Sounds great.

Yeah, I'll tell you
about it later.

Uh, Taylor called.

She wants you to go over there
for dinner.

Oh, okay.
Yeah. Okay.

Ah, it's perfect.

Look, Frank, I get
that men have urges,
and I imagine prison is

one of those places where
those urges get twisted, but...
Julie...

I've never even heard
of clown porn.

I mean that photo
where they're all stuffed

into the little car...
It's not mine.

Oh, really?

It was just in your bag,
along with... this?

I mean, which one of us
is supposed to wear this?

Julie, none of this is mine.

So someone just went
into your bag, planted a wig

and some really
bad clown porn.

Who would...

Oh... Kaitlin.

Julie, it's all right.

No, Frank, it's not.

My daughter is trying to
sabotage this relationship.

And where would she get
her hands on clown porn?

She's just hazing
me, you know?

It'll be good for me to show
her that I can take it.

It'll blow over.

It's not serious.

JULIE:
Did you see Page 50?

How much more
of this is there?

Five hours
and 58 minutes.

What are you doing?

I'm not going to sit here

and watch six hours
of the pool.

I told you to become
engaged in something.

Instead, you just
set up a tripod.

It's a satire.

It's a comment on the lack
of artistic rigor...

No, it's you being lazy.

How many naps did you take
while you made this?

I took two to res...

Do you feel like you're
overreacting a little bit?

I mean, what does
it really matter?

That's the problem, Seth.

You did this because you chose
the path of least resistance.

You know, you could have
made a movie about anything

in your life, and
instead you chose this.

So what am I supposed to do?

Follow Ryan around with a camera
until he punches someone?

Yes, anything that engages
you in the world.

What is the point?

Well, if nothing else,
it's important to me.

Thanks.

Mr. Spitz.

How are you?

Kirsten, how's it going?
Hello, Jason.

Listen, you guys, I want you
to meet my wife, come on.

WOMAN:
No way, really?

Well, then what
did she say?

SPITZ:
Honey, honey.

Oh, my God.

What a complete ho-bag.

Honey.

I got to go.

Call me back.

Love you, bitch.

Hi.

I am so sorry.

Kirsten and Sandy Cohen,

this is Carrie, my wife.

So nice to meet you.

You, too.
That was my
girlfriend.

She's having trouble
dating this guy,

and the guy's wife is
all like, uh, "I'll kill you."

Wow, I imagine that could
be a little hard to handle.

Oh, whatever.
Not my problem.

So, Carrie, you're from Newport?

Oh, yeah, born and bred.

Really. Interesting.

CARRIE:
Oh, now, Sandy,

let's get to it.

How can we convince Jason here

to get out of
that soup kitchen

he calls an office
and get a real job?

Oh, thanks, that's good.

For luck.

Uh, actually, Taylor, I'm not
that big a wine drinker.

I know, you can't have
coq au vin without the vin.

Well, that's true.

Okay.

You know, I feel kind of
bad, you making dinner

the day before
your birthday.

No, it's my pleasure.
Absolutely.

Oh, sorry.
It's okay.

I'm nervous 'cause I've never
cooked for you before.

Okay, cheers.

Oh, yeah.

Whoo, bottoms up.

Mmm.

Yummy.
Tasty.

So, uh...

Oh, that's...

So, Taylor, there's something
I want to talk to you about.

No, let's save all the serious
conversation for after dinner.

We don't want it to get cold.

Okay.

Hmm, I think I need
another sip.

Wow, do you detect
a hint of blackberries?

Mm, no, I don't.

Try it.

It's fun, come on.

Uh...

Okay.

Mm.

Nope, no blackberries.

I think you need
to take a bigger sip.

You still go
to your sorority rush?

Sandy, sisterhood
doesn't just end

with graduation.

A Tri-Delt once,

a Tri-Delt forever.

Oh, but last year,
I got so sick.

Totally
embarrassing.

I can only imagine.

And I thought,

"Carrie, what gives?"

Can't you hold
your liquor anymore?

Ugh! And then
I realized

it was just
morning sickness.

Was that a relief.

You know, I'm afraid

it's getting
a little late for us.

CARRIE:
Oh, no, no,
no, no.

You are not running away.

This great bar
just opened up on Ocean.

When was the last time
you two did tequila poppers?

Maybe another time.
Oh, tell me

you're not bailing
because you're pregnant.

I mean, no offense,
but that is lame.

Carrie, no.
What?

It's lame.

Actually, I'm an alcoholic.

Oh, God.

Me, too.

Hey, after
you have

that thing,
we should totally go out.

You know, without
the two dish rags.

Oh, God!

Can you just take
that thing outside?

Oh, don't freak.
I'm not a psycho.

It's our baby.

JASON:
When we go out
with the baby,

Carrie likes
to have the nurse sit nearby,

a few
tables away.

KIRSTEN:
Oh, you know,

Sandy, I'm-I'm, uh, suddenly...

I'm, I'm not feeling well.

I'd better get you home.

Thank you both

for an

unforgettable
evening.

Jason, I'll talk
to you Monday.

Yeah. Well,
good night,
and...

Hey, Kirsten,
uh, remember,

you can call me
for baby advice anytime.

Sure.

Losers.

I don't understand
how you're not drunk.

Oh, it's the Atwood genes.

We're built to withstand
massive quantities of alcohol.

Ooh.
Here we go.

Here's the bed.
Okay, all right.

Now we're just gonna...

Whoa. That's good.
But if I can't

get you drunk, you'll never
tell me you love me.

:
Oh, Taylor.

I know, I know.

Bad Taylor.

I shouldn't have tried
to get you drunk.

Just like I shouldn't
have pretended

to be your sleep therapist,
or rented Roger the homosexual,

or stalked you wearing
a Groundhog costume, or...

What else did I do?

I-I think that's it.

I'm going to go to sleep now.

Oh.

Good-bye, Ryan.

It was nice.

Taylor.

:
Taylor?

Are you pretending
to go to sleep, thinking

I'll tell you I love you
while you're unconscious?

Maybe.

Don't laugh at me.

I'm not.

It's hard dating someone

who doesn't tell
you how they feel

and always having to
interpret hand squeezes and...

I love you.

What?

I love you.

You do?

Uh, yeah.

I can't believe
you just said it.

Neither can I.

Oh, I love you, too.

Oh, good.

Yay!

Yay!

Now we can go
to Berkeley together.

What?
Yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got into Berkeley.

I applied, and I
got this letter, and

put it on my desk and...

What?

SETH:
Ryan Atwood.

His face betrays
no emotion,

but what passions lurk
behind those eyes?

Answering that is the purpose
of this film.

Come with me, my friends.

I thought the movie
was about the pool.

Summer didn't really take
to six hours of the pool.

She wanted me to make a movie
in which I engage with people.

What is Ryan Atwood
wrapping so intently?

Taylor's birthday present.

Ah, Taylor Townsend, the
fast-talking Eve Harrington

who melted
Ryan Atwood's heart.

Tell us, Ryan,
how does it feel

to have Dean Hess's
sloppy seconds?

Or what did you get her?

Either one.

Um...

well, uh, one of her hobbies is
translating French love poems,

so I had them bound for her.

Wow.

That is really romantic.

Well, it's,
it's not that romantic.

Are you kidding?

You may as well tell her
you love her.

It's, uh, it's actually
a little late for that.

What?

Yeah.

SUMMER:
And then what happened?

Well, we finished dinner
and he still wasn't drunk,

so I suggested
a drinking game.

I called it "Drink."

Whenever I said "drink,"
we drank.

Simple but effective.

Yeah, a little too effective.

I ended up on the coffee table
singing "Part of Your World"

and telling him
he was my Prince Eric.

Uh, did he say it?

Yes.

He did?!
:
Yeah!

Oh, my God,
that's amazing.
Ow.

Ryan told you he loved you.

I know.

I mean, I think he said it.

Yeah, this feeling just kind of
came over me and...

I couldn't stop myself.

So why the long face?

You regretting it?
Well...

it turns out she applied
to Berkeley without telling me,

and now...

Your spur-of-the-moment
"I love you" is

suddenly committing you
to four more years.

The plot thickens.

I'm not saying it'd be bad.

It just seems like all of
a sudden we're going mach five.

You'd like
to turn down the heat a little.

He definitely said it.

Absolutely.

I think.

Well, don't you
think you'd remember?

I don't know, it hurts.

Summer,
what am I going to do?

I can't just ask him,
"Hey, by the way,

"did you tell me
you loved me last night?

Because I was too plastered
to remember."

Right.

Okay.

Today's your birthday, right?

And I happen to know
that he got you

a crazy, romantic present.

So when you open it tonight,
why don't you just be like,

"Oh, my gosh,
Ryan, I love you,"

and if he said it last
night, he'll say it again.

You're a genius.

Yes, I am, it's all up here.

It's just there might be
one other tiny little thing.

I'm not saying take it back,

but today's her
birthday, right?

So she's going to
be interpreting

every little thing.

So maybe you send her
a message.

For instance,

that sends the message

"You're the only girl
in the world for me.

Let's move to a co-op
in Berkeley."

Is that what you want to say?

We go off Ryan Atwood.

What will he do?

How will this situation
resolve itself?

You said something
about Berkeley?

I'm not sure.

Maybe I was just talking
about him going to Berkeley.

That would make sense, right?

Morning, girls.
Happy birthday, Taylor.

Thanks, Julie.

Oh, I gave the mailman
that letter from the counter.

What letter?

:
The letter to Berkeley?

Yeah, I think so.
Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Uh-uh! Mister!

Mail carrier, sir.

Excuse me, please.

Um, could you wait?

Hi.

I'm sorry.

Um, a woman in that house
where I live

just gave you a letter
that she shouldn't have,

and, uh,
I kind of need it back.

Ma'am, once the letter
goes in the pouch,

it's the property of
the Federal government.

Okay, and I totally
understand that,

but if you take
that letter,

I am going to lose
my place at Berkeley

and the chance to be
with the man I love

and who I think loves me,

and, and 15 years
from now,

when he is trapped
in a loveless marriage

and I have become
a cold, hard ice queen

for whom love is no more
than a distant memory,

it will come down to the fact
that on this morning,

which coincidentally happens
to be my birthday,

you obeyed the letter
of the law at the expense

of simple, human charity.

Wow, that was amazing.

Can I have my letter now?

Yeah, sure.

Hey.

I didn't know you
were a runner.
Yeah,

it helps me to work stuff out.

You should try it.

Maybe I will.

Everything okay?

Yeah. No, I was just,
uh, nearby.

I figured I'd stop in
and say hello,

ask your advice
on winning over a 15-year-old

Newport girl.

Kaitlin giving you trouble?

Well, things with Julie
are great,

and I-I'm so grateful
to you and Taylor,

but Kaitlin, she just--
I don't know,

she just seems to want
to shut me out.

And I know that you have
some experience

with the Cooper women,
so...

Well, a Porsche would
probably do the trick.
Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, that's not
really in my budget.

Well,

Kaitlin's had a tough year.

You know.

Once she sees that
her mom's happy,

she'll come around.

Just be patient.

Ah... suddenly a Porsche
sounds like a bargain.

Right.

Uh, look,
I, I got

to get going, help
set up Taylor's party.

Oh, sure.
Is that, is that her present?

Oh, yeah, it's, uh--

she translated
these French love poems

so I had them bound in leather

for her.

Oh, my son the romantic.

Yeah.

So I'll, uh, see you tonight.

Yeah.

It's not that romantic.

SUMMER:
Taylor, it's going to be fine.

Ryan's going to give you
a really romantic present,

tell you he loves you,
and you guys are going

to wind up going to
Berkeley together.

Don't worry.
Okay, yeah, I know.

Do you think
I should act surprised

when I go to the party?

But it's not a
surprise party.

Well, I know, but it might
make Ryan feel good.

Okay, it's a great idea.

Ah!

ALL:
Happy birthday!

Happy birthday.
Happy birthday.

Oh, my God, what a surprise.

Oh, I didn't know it was
a surprise party.

Just go with it, okay?
It's Taylor.

Wow.

Happy birthday.

This is a-amazing.

Yeah, well, you deserve it.

You got a lot of
birthdays to catch up on.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, absolutely. Let
me get you a drink.

Okay.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.
Aw...

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

We can move.

I mean it.

Ryan and Seth will be gone
in six months.

We could put the house on the
market, throw a dart at the map.

Maybe it's time.

But this is our home.

So?

We'll make some place new
our home.

You know?

We'll still have
our memories.

But when Ryan and Seth
come home for the holidays,

I want them to come
home to that house.

It was an idea.

Well, thanks, Sandy.

I just don't think I can.

TAYLOR:
Oh, my God.

It's a replica
of the green destiny sword

from Crouching Tiger.

Oh, my God, thank you
so much, Seth.

Glad you like it.
It's so neat.

Open Ryan's present.

Okay. Where is it?

Oh, no, no, no.
It's okay.

Ryan's embarrassed.

RYAN:
No, it's just,

it's um, personal.

Well, I hope so.

Oh, my God.

It's a...

It's a dictionary?

That is practical.

Yeah, the guy said that it,

um, had more words

than others.

Well, that's good, being
as it is a dictionary.

It's red-- that's a cool color.

I still love him,
you know?

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be
telling you this.

KIRSTEN:
No, I understand.
I worry about him a lot.

You know, I know making this
movie just seems so stupid,

but I just wanted him
to get excited

about something, you know?

Anything.
Just give him a chance.

Seth will find
his way.

I hope so.

He just seems
a little lost.

Those are mine.

What do you think you're doing?

What? The guy likes clown porn.

I think everyone should know.

Do you have any idea

how humiliated Frank would be

if he saw this,
or if Ryan saw it?

It's his father,
Kaitlin.

Whatever.

Do not walk away from me.

I've tried to be understanding.

I'm sorry if Frank isn't as
hilarious as Bullit was.

It's not even about that.

Then what is it?
Is it the money?

Mom, look at us.

In the past year we've lost
Dad, we've lost Marissa,

we had Dr. Roberts
and we lost him.

And then we got
the Bullit, lost him.

What makes you think
that this guy's

going to stick
around any longer?

Kaitlin, am I crazy,
or did you say

that it was okay

for me to date Frank?

Yes, to date him.

But it's been a week and he's
practically living in our house.

Like he's family.
He is not family.

You and I are.

I mean, why can't we just act
like that for a little while?

Hey.

They're about to
bring out the cake.

Everything okay?

Yes, everything's fine.

Kaitlin, why don't you

go back inside.

RYAN:
Taylor.

Taylor, I'm sorry.

I'm not crazy, right?

Last night, you did
tell me you loved me.

Yeah, I did.

Okay, then what?

Are you trying to
send me a message?

Do you wish you
hadn't said it?

No. Last night
when I told you...

You mentioned going
to Berkeley.

God, I knew it.

Ryan, yes, I applied to
Berkeley months ago.

Before you and I ever
started dating.

Oh.

And then, this, you and I
happened, and I thought,

I don't know, maybe.

And I guess I should have told
you, but I really needed to know

exactly how you felt first.

I just think our planning
to go to college together,
it's a big decision.

Would you have said
you loved me

if you'd known I'd
gotten in to Berkeley?

Great.

Wow, okay.

I'm just going to go.

Taylor.

SUMMER:
She's coming.

What?
She's coming.

Come on.

This is where you blow out
the candles and make a wish.

Don't worry.

Kirsten and I will
square up things here.

All right, great. Thanks.

And I gave Seth the car
to help carry the presents.

So where you going now?

Uh, I don't know.

I'll see you later.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Sure.

But by the looks of it,
you and I aren't going

to be brother and sister
any time soon.

RYAN:
Oh, no.
What happened?

Honestly? It was me.

I mean, look, Ryan, I
have absolutely nothing
against your dad.

It's just I really didn't
want to rush into an
insta-family again.

I mean, how long
would this one last?
Like a month?

Well, you never know.

I, uh, moved in with the
Cohens and I gave it a week.

Here I am.

I just wish
there was a way

you could tell if it was
all going to work out.

Yeah, but there isn't.

But I promise you, I will

always be your brother,

in a completely, non-creepy way.

Kaitlin, honey, could
I talk to you?

Yeah.

Wait, Ryan, as your sister,

if you don't tell Taylor that
you love her, you're an idiot.

Oh.

She's right.

I just wanted him to get excited
about something, you know?

Anything.

KIRSTEN:
Just give him a chance.
Oh, no.

Seth, I'm so sorry you
had to overhear that.

No, it's all right.
I mean it's true.

What I was going to say
is, I think what you
made is really good.

Yeah, there's no
coherent theme.

Most of the shots are
too wide and the Dogma
thing has been done to death.

But you know, I get that you
wanted me to find something
that I'm passionate about,

the way you're passionate
about the environment.

But you love movies.
I do.

I love going to them
and then telling people
what's wrong with them.

What is it?

I could be a critic.

You mean spending your
whole life watching movies

and telling people
how terrible they are?

Yeah, that sounds awesome.

I just want you
to find something

that you really care about.

You want to go rent
An Inconvenient Truth?

Yes, I love that movie.

I just want to count
the number

of gratuitously soulful shots
of Al Gore

staring out an airplane window.

SUMMER:
Do not insult Al Gore.

So what did you tell Frank?

I told him we needed
to slow it down.

Mom, if you really
like him...

I do.

And he's not going away.

But I told him that right now

I need to be spending
some time with my daughter.

Does that include

buying me ice cream?

Absolutely.

What?

The hermit?

My soul card's the hermit?
Are you kidding me?

Okay, Esmerelda, I'd better go.

I guess I'll call you next year.

Come in.

Hey, I hope I'm not
interrupting.

No.

I got you something.

Okay...

Wait, these are all poems
that I've translated.

I collected them,
recopied them,

had them bound.

Ryan, this is amazing.

Are you sure this is from you?

Taylor, I'm sorry.

I-I freaked out.

What I said last
night, I meant.

Really?

I love you.

And I don't want
to lose you.

So let's put it all
on the table.

Berkeley, Paris,
Oxford, anything.

I don't know what to say.

That's a first.

Oh, my God, Mom.
It's okay, it's just...

It's an earthquake.

Get in here.
Mom!

Seth.

SANDY:
Kirsten!