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(male narrator)
Previously on "One Tree Hill.."

(Victoria)
'Do you know what's missing?'

(Brooke)
Sketches for my new line.

The attack,
it was my fault.

(Brooke)
'Has Sam been
in here tonight?'

She left and I let her go,
and I shouldn't have.

Sam, this is my brother, X.

Have a nice night.

- It doesn't mean anything.
- It means everything.

'I haven't had a drink
in over eight years.'

'Tonight,
that's gonna change.'

(Millie)
'I haven't had sex
in over 22 years.'

'And tonight
that's gonna change.'

I'm trying out
as a point guard.

(Nathan)
'Well, what's next
is the phone's gonna ring'

'and the answer is either
gonna be a yes or a no.'

(Haley)
'It's going to be a yes.'

You need to convince
Lucas to do the movie.

And you'll make it the movie
he wants it to be.

I'll stay on the movie,
'cause it matters to me.

'Any history of diabetes
in the family? Cancer?'

(Peyton)
'My birth mother
died of cancer. Why?'

'I just want
to run some tests.'

[theme music]

Hi.

I have to
tell you something.

Peyton, are you okay?

[sighing]
I know it's late.

Mm-hmm.
It's okay if it's late.

What's up?

I'm not sure that I can call
you my fiance anymore.

''Cause I was thinking'

maybe I'd start calling
you my baby daddy.

[laughing]

Are we..

I'm having your baby,
Lucas Scott.

Our baby.

We're pregnant.

'And, oh God,
I know it's sudden.'

But I just really want
you to be okay with it

because I'm very,
very okay with it.

And, oh, and it's early.
I mean, it's too early.

It's too early
to even tell anybody.

- I love you.
- 'I just..'

[laughing]

I love you, Peyton.

I love you, too.

I hate it when Deb
calls to tell us

that she's sleeping
over at Skills'

because her sleeping
is not sleeping.

And it's the last thing
I want to hear about

before I go to sleep.

That was
the Charleston Chiefs.

You're looking at
their newest point guard.

Oh, my God!

What?
Oh, my God!

And you say I'm badass.

Mm!

[sighing]

Millie left me
because of Gigi.

I'm sorry, Mouth.

Just say you told me so.

You know
you're my boy, right?

But I told you
Gigi was trouble, man.

Always wanting
you to work late.

'And what comes
after working late?'

Freaky deaky.

We didn't freaky or deaky,
but she wanted to.

And then Millie found a picture
of Gigi on my cellphone.

You didn't erase it?

No.

It's erased now.

Oh.

I don't know.
Maybe Millie was right.

Maybe I enjoyed
all the attention from Gigi.

So, maybe I deserve
to lose her.

She'll come back.

You didn't see her.

I'm not sure she can come back
from a broken heart.

[sobbing]

Excuse me.

Excuse me.
I need some help.

My daughter..
Well, she's not my daughter.

She's my foster daughter..
Sort of.

She's-she's gone missing
or run away or something.

Okay, ma'am, slow down.

Okay. Not a ma'am.
And I'm-I'm sorry.

It's just I've been up
all night looking for Sam.

Her name is Sam, and she's
usually back by now, and I--

Okay, so, Sam,
Alright, she's done this before?

Yes, but just to annoy me.
It's--

And she comes back?

Yes, but this
is different because--

Okay, ma'am, so far,
all you have is a kid

who's not really yours
and who always comes back.

There's nothing much
we can do about that.

- So, that's it?
- I'm sorry.

Look, come down
to the station tomorrow

if she hasn't returned, okay?

To protect and serve, my ass.

Rise and shine,
porcupine.

[groaning]

Can't a guy get
five more minutes?

Okay, but today's a big day
at the Scott house.

How big are we talking?

Bigger than if Christmas,
your birthday, and pizza Friday

all happened on
bring Chester to school day.

- You made the B-league team?
- That's right, I made it.

I'm a Charleston Chief.
I start practice today.

You did it!

[laughing]
We did it.

- Yeah.
- Yay!

Morning, Sam.

Hey.

Um..

Thanks for letting me crash.

Jack's friends
are my friends.

And friends...do things
for friends.

So, where's Jack?

Out.

You know, Sam

I really wish you hadn't
gone through my stuff.

The sketches?

I know you took them.

And now you've really
pissed me off.

[cellphone ringing]

What now, Julian?

Well, the director's
threatening to walk

and you've been
summoned to Oz.

The head of the studio wants
to talk with you in an hour.

- What the hell happened?
- Know what? Screw you.

I have a flight in two hours and
I'm not gonna do your damn job.

You're the producer. Why don't
you meet with the studio?

Well, he wants
to meet with you.

And because you wrote a script
for his studio

you're his bitch.

And as always,
you're a dick.

Look, Lucas,
I worked really hard

to get this movie green-lit
and you screwed it up.

'So, get over there'

avoid the 405,
and save this movie.

[sighing]

So, tell me what
you told Brooke Davis

about those sketches.

I didn't tell her anything,
'cause I don't know anything.

Look, I gave Brooke
the sketches.

That's all.
I didn't rat you out.

I didn't even know
you took them.

It was all my fault anyway.

I was the one
shooting off my mouth.

Oh, so, you're
feeling guilty now.

Brooke was good to me.

[scoffs]
Right.

Because she took you in?

Put you up
in that big house?

Saved you from what?

From being like us?

I used to like you, Sam.

I thought Jack had
caught himself a nice piece.

But I don't like people
who forget where they belong.

Dude, lay off.

Somebody grew a pair of balls
last night.

[grunting]

Brooke tried
to run away, too.

I think you two need
to take some time

to think about what a couple
of idiots you are.

[instrumental music]

I thought you were sober.

Not anymore.

What are you doing
here so early?

Apologizing for yesterday.

I was having
a rage-against-the-man

tortured-artist moment.

Oh, God.

Kill me.
I'm the man now?

No.

You're the one who took a chance
on me and guided my career.

And if you think I should record
the songs from the label

'I will.'

Mia, I never want you to think
I don't believe in your music.

I mean, you're my first artist.

It's like being my first kid.

And so, no matter what,
I love you.

And I'm gonna support you.

But you gotta tell me
what's really going on.

It's not like
I'm not writing.

It's like I can't.
The first record--

Oh, honey, your first record,
that was a lifetime of work.

But you can do this.
You have so many songs in you.

I could see that year ago.

And I still see it now.

So, here's the plan.

I'm going to buy some time
with our label partners

and you are going to go write
some kick-ass songs, okay?

That is, if you ever want to get
on that ranky tour bus again.

[chuckling]

I will. I promise.

[sighing]

Your mama totally rocked that.

- Peyton.
- Hey, Brooke.

- What are you--
- Sam's gone.

♪ I wanna soak up the water ♪

♪ I dream about
you every night ♪

♪ And in my mind will
be an order ♪

♪ Take it away
in just one flight ♪♪

Save it for practice, Scott.

Bobby. What are you doing here?

I thought Dave Shea was the GM.

He is.

- I'm your new coach.
- What?

Yeah, the truth is

my heart was never really
into being a GM.

I guess I just needed
someone to remind me

never to give up on a dream,
you know?

Yeah.

I had a friend
who did the same for me.

So, is this, uh,
is this your comeback?

Well, not yet.

I don't even know
that I'm a good enough coach

to turn you
into a point guard.

But we'll give it a shot.

Welcome back.

You, too.

Oh, man, this is awesome.

My dad's
a Charleston Chief.

He's at camp now,
he's gonna play point guard.

Sorry. I bet basketball makes
you think about Q, huh?

Yeah.

I miss him.

I wish I could go to his grave
and talk to him.

'But mom won't go.'

It makes her too sad.

Sometimes I go
with my mama.

Maybe, you can go
with us next time.

I wish I could go today.

Maybe I can show
you the way.

Okay.

Millie, can we talk?

Actually, I'm kind of busy
right now pencil sharpening.

Brooke's sort of a slave driver
when it comes to pencil points.

Talk to Mouth.

Look, everything
can be taken back.

- Can it?
- Yes.

And by the way
you're both hurting

it's obvious that
you still love each other.

Besides..

It's not fair to take it out on
some poor, defenseless pencil.

Just talk to Mouth.

Lucas Scott.

Paul Norris.

- Great script.
- Thank you.

To make it to the screen, we'll
need the right team behind it.

- That's why I asked you here.
- I know.

And about the director--

I wanna talk about
the producer.

- Julian?
- Julian.

What do you think of him?

- Look, Mr. Norris, I--
- Paul.

Paul..

I'm new in this business
and can't really judge Julian.

From what I hear, I think
you're actually the best one

to judge Julian.

Look, what happened
yesterday makes me think

that Julian doesn't know
what he's doing.

Now, I got an A-list director
who's threatening to walk.

- I'm sorry about that.
- It's not your fault.

Julian's the producer.
He should have been there.

I'm a straight shooter.

I know Julian well.

He's an unpredictable
loose cannon

whose arrogance gets in the way
of doing his job.

We're talking straight
here, right?

So, why do you keep
working with him?

'Cause he's my son.

If you're looking for number 23,
it's already taken.

By me.

Devon Fox.

- I'm Nathan--
- I know.

Scott. All-American
at Maryland.

Got thrown
through a window.

Cost you about $20 million
guaranteed cash.

Threw away your shot
at the NBA.

Not very bright, are you?

[scoffing]

Thought you were
a two guard.

I used to be.
Switching to the point.

Bad move.

See, I'm the point guard,
and this is my team.

This is my shot at the NBA,
and I can guarantee

I ain't throwing it away
like you did.

Sure hope your son grows up
smarter than when you were 15.

I take it my son didn't tell
you about our connection.

Huh, well, uh..

Julian's not exactly up front
when it comes to me.

He decided to use his mother's
last name a few years ago.

'Said he wanted
to blaze his own trail.'

'Be his own man.'

So, he moved into
a little studio apartment

in North Hollywood, got
a PA Job, fell in love.

How is Peyton?

We're good.

Good for you.

- Scotch?
- Ah, no, thanks.

Peyton's a good girl.

She got Julian
to focus on something

long enough to get
his film to Sundance.

Yeah, I-I heard it did well,
had a lot of..

Had good buzz.

Buzz fades.

- You're a tough audience.
- That's why I'm successful.

And my son
is a lot of talk.

He says he wants
to make it on his own

but he still came to me when he
needed money to make this movie.

Well, I got to say
I'm glad you gave it to him.

Julian never had a problem
finding a good thing.

It's his follow-through
that's lacking.

Besides, this movie's
a good investment.

It'll make money,
especially in Middle America.

But I still keep asking
myself the same question.

What's that?

Same one
you should be asking.

Is Julian interested
in making a good movie

or finding a way
to get Peyton back?

[guitar strumming]

(Haley)
'Ahem.'

Ever seen
a '78 Dove shattered

into like
a gatrillion pieces?

Wow, Peyton said
it wasn't pretty in here.

Peyton's a big fan
of the understatement.

Peyton is also a big fan
of yours, and so am I.

So, I am here
to help you.

Whoa!

Blast from the past!

Where did you find this?

Clearly, not in
your washing machine.

I practically lived
in this thing

when we recorded
the first time.

I know, and then the tour came
around, and you left it behind.

So I thought I'd take care
of it for you.

Thanks.

What do you say we try
and find the girl

who used to wear
that hoodie?

You're making Quentin's
favorite cookies again?

Yeah, sweetie,
I-I guess I am.

Um, why don't
you go on outside

and have fun
with Jamie, okay?

And just make sure you stay
in the yard, alright?

♪ I'll be right outside ♪

♪ Floating by like
a paper kite ♪

♪ I'm caught up
in your string ♪

♪ Lucky enough to be
in your tree ♪

♪ And you'll never
float ♪

♪ Too long ♪

- What'd she say?
- She said we can go.

(Andre)
And she even
gave us cookies.

Come on!

Sam's still not answering.

Will you try
her again, please?

Okay, sweetie,
but your driving..

Can you just slow it down
a little, 'cause you're upset

and I'm, I'm carsick.

I'm sorry.

I just..

I told Sam that she could always
talk to me about anything.

And the first anything
that she talks to me about

and I just stood there.

You were in shock.

I mean, did she say anything

about where
she got the sketches?

No. I didn't even ask.

I'm supposed to be her
foster-mother-guardian person

and I just, I let her go.

I didn't tell her
it was gonna be okay.

I didn't tell her that
I love her no matter what.

She knows.

We're gonna find her, so you can
tell her a thousand times.

I hope so.

Why isn't she answering
her cell?

Damn it. Your freak
of a brother took my phone.

Okay, we gotta
get out of here

and call the police
or something.

We don't go to the police.

- He's my brother.
- Screw that, Jack.

Your brother is a sketchy,
thieving perv

'and you don't
have to live like this.'

He doesn't have to beat you,
and you don't have to be scared

to come home at night
or piss him off.

You don't.

[grunting]

It's open.
Let's go.

- Get off of me! Jack! Jack!
- Shut up, bitch!

Jack!

Jack's not gonna
get you help.

Please.

Brooke, sweetie, you are gonna
walk a hole in the floor.

I don't care.
We need new floors anyway.

[door opening]
Sam!

Julian, right now
is not the time

for whatever it is
you're shoveling.

Not fair.
You know I like feisty.

- You want feisty?
- Peyton, it's okay.

I know you were looking
for Sam last night.

The waitress at the diner
ratted you out.

Sam's a good kid.

She is.
Thank you.

So, how'd that all turn out?

She's still gone, and I have
no idea where to start

because I know nothing
about her real life.

I was so busy
laying down the law.

No stealing from my wallet,
no breaking into my store.

- No boys in your room, no--
- You're a good mom.

No boys in her room except
for the one in her bed.

- You're a cool mom.
- Oh, my God.

I'm a stupid mom.
Jack Daniels.

Not the drink. The boy
that was in Sam's bed.

I can't believe I didn't
think about this earlier.

- I have-I have to find him.
- Okay, we'll just ask Haley.

- Wait, sort of floppy hair?
- Yes.

Yeah, she was with
him at the diner.

I-I'll keep an eye out.

Maybe he's not so bad.

You know what?

You just got a glimpse
of the guy I used to know.

The whole Julian-Peyton thing
has got to be on your mind.

No, I'm not worried
about it.

You should be.

[sighing]

You don't like your son
too much, do you?

Sometimes..

...you have a vision of who
you want your child to be.

And no matter what you do,
they fall short.

So, about the director..

Uh, I heard thing went
a bit off course.

You should know, Julian has
some very definite opinions

about the director
and like everything else

he and I want
different things.

What do you want?

I want a director that
understands the characters.

You know?

I mean, someone who sees and
appreciates the small moments

because that's what
this movie's really about.

And this guy's not
that director?

No.

I'm sorry, sir,
but he's not that director.

Funny. That's what my son said.

That's what my mama said,
but I still believe in ghosts.

Me, too.
Especially at night.

You scared of them?

Nah.

'Cause I think
Quentin is a good ghost.

Betcha he plays
ghost basketball.

For sure.

I think some ghosts
are like angels.

Yeah.

I wonder why ghosts don't need
wings to fly and angels do.

- We should Google that.
- Yeah.

Are you sure
we're going the right way?

Yeah, 'cause we're
following that ghost.

Gotcha, scaredy.

Hey, gentlemen,
get set up!

Come on, 15.
What, you scared?

Thinking about how
you're not going to the NBA?

Again?

Is that all you got?

Whoo! Let's go!

(Devon)
'Come on!'

(male #3)
'Go, go.'

Come on, guys.
Fight through.

Fight through.

(male #4)
'Nate, let's go!'

Back on D.

[groaning]

Ball! Ball! Ball!

Come on!
I got ball! I got ball!

Yeah.

Gotcha, babe!

[whistle blows]

Scott, take a seat.

(Bobby)
'Shupert, you're in.'

Get comfortable, 15.
Get real comfortable.

'Let's go! Come on!'

[guitar strumming]

- It sucks, right?
- No, it doesn't suck.

You might wanna
tell your face that.

Okay, let's start
from the beginning.

What's the song about?

Well, it's about me..
...writing a song

so I don't have to record
the label's crap.

Okay, so, how did you write
your first album?

Because I'm pretty sure it
wasn't about you writing a hit.

No.

It was about making
myself feel better

and embarrassing my tool
of a boyfriend.

Okay, so, that's what you need.

A horrible ass-face
of a boyfriend?

No, you need
the inspiration

and the fight
that you got from that.

You know, the challenge
from living your own life

instead of sitting on a tour bus
or in a music studio

willing yourself
to write a hit song.

You got to get up
and get out there.

What?

Go outside. Go take a walk.
Talk to a stranger.

Find whatever it was that made
you stop what you were doing

and write a verse down
on a napkin.

And then come back here
and see what happens.

- Seriously?
- Trust me, it works. Bye!

- Where are you going?
- I guess to get a life.

Oh.

What's wrong?

It's Sam.

I am so sorry.

Me, too.

You have nothing
to feel sorry about.

I should have been
more considerate

about your feelings
about Gigi.

And if you'll give
me another chance

I'll do whatever it takes
to have you back in my life.

Because you're the best part
of me, Millicent.

You're the best
part of us.

I had sex last night.

Say something.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I was drunk,
and it was a mistake.

And I wish
I could take it back

because it was supposed
to be you..

Us, but..

[sobbing]

This is the last address
I have for Jack.

Okay, thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.

- I hope she's there.
- She's a teenage girl.

Trust me, she's there.

Okay, Brooke,
we should get going.

Um..

I think that I need
to go by myself.

I don't want to show up there
like some parent patrol..

And Sam and I
need to talk alone.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.

I-I'll call you, though.
I'll call both of you.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

[sighing]

- God, I hope she is there.
- Yeah, me, too.

It was terrifying
not knowing where Jamie was.

Sometimes, I just want to lock
him up and home-school him.

That's my plan.

I mean, in, like, the future
when I need a plan.

Oh, my God!

You're pregnant!

I don't what
you're talking about!

You are pregnant!
I have dibs on godmother!

Make one sound
and you'll be an orphan.

Again.

So, like I said, I'm looking
for my foster daughter, Sam

and I think that she's friends
with your brother.

Sorry, I don't much pay
attention to Jack's friends.

Well, is he here?
Maybe, I could talk to him.

Nope.

We're alone.

Do you know where he is
or where he hangs out?

Maybe they're together.

Do you think
they're having sex?

[snickering]

[scoffing]

Hmm, no.

What's wrong with sex?

Look...I don't know
where the kid is.

He comes and goes, okay?

I'm just trying to pay
the bills around here.

So, the truth is,
it's better when he's gone.

One less mouth
eating up my food.

Speaking of mouths..

...yours is nice.

That's good work
on the court today.

Not good enough.

Well, hang in here.
You're just coming back.

The game's gonna have you
on the ropes for a bit.

Yeah, that and my teammates.

Look, Nate, you scare
a lot of these guys.

This league is their NBA,
and they know it's not yours.

Oh, hey, coach, um..

You mind if I wear
the number 12?

It's for someone special.

♪ I'm working on
my backwards walk ♪

♪ Walking with no shoes
or socks ♪

♪ And the time rewinds
to the end of May ♪

♪ I wish we'd never met
then met today ♪

♪ I'm working on my faults
and cracks ♪

♪ Filling in the blanks
and gaps ♪

♪ And when I write them out
they don't make sense ♪

I'm taking your spot,
because I'm better than you.

But here's the good news.

When I get called up to the NBA,
you can have your job back.

I'll see you tomorrow.

My mama cries a lot.

She doesn't think I know.

But I can hear her
sometimes in her room.

My dad used to cry, too,
when he was hurt.

- What did you do?
- I tried to be his friend.

My mama told me
that sometimes

people have to cry out
all the tears

to make room for a heart
full of smiles.

Hope my mama is
almost ready for a smile.

Andre?

Jamie?

Boys?

Honey?

♪ I'm working hard
on walking out ♪

♪ Shoes keep sticking
to the ground ♪

♪ My clothes won't let
me close the door ♪

♪ 'Cause the trousers seem
to love your floor ♪

♪ I been working on
my backwards walk ♪

♪ There's nowhere else
for me to go ♪

You're an idiot.
You know that?

♪ Except back to you just
one last time ♪

♪ Say yes before
I change my mind ♪♪

I appreciate
the time today, Lucas.

- You're very impressive.
- Thank you.

Which is why I think
we need the right producer.

I'll be in touch.

You firing Julian?

You can't have a problem
with that.

[sighing]

Look, you like
the script, right?

'Cause Julian was a big part
of making it great.

I doubt it.

I know my son. I know what
he can and can't do.

With all due respect, sir.

I just found out
I'm gonna be a father.

And if one day
my son comes to me

and asks me to believe
in him or take a risk

or bet on him..

...I can't believe
that I wouldn't do that.

So, you believe in Julian?

I believe he wants to make
a great movie, yeah.

Okay, he stays.

What are you
doing here, man?

Peyton called me.

What the hell happened?

I got injured..

...during the Slamball finals.

They started me
on this pain medication.

I don't know. I thought
I was doing okay at first.

'But I guess it's true.'

Once an addict,
always an addict.

Things with Brooke..

You need help with this.

I mean, you're an alcoholic
who's working at a bar.

I know, but it's not like
I can just walk out.

Then I'll take over for you.

I'm the worst carpet salesman
out there anyways.

[scoffing]

You'd do that for me?

No.

I'd do that for the other
version of you.

Okay.

Thanks.

- Hey.
- Hey, is Sam with you?

Kind of.
I need your help.

So, if you see Sam,
just please..

...tell her to call
or come home.

It probably makes you feel good,
taking in some poor kid, huh?

Like you're doing
something special.

Slumming with us
poor folk.

You don't know
anything about me.

Have a nice night.

[screaming]

Have a nice night.

- Where is she?
- Aah!

- I know she's in here!
- Aah!

[grunting]

Get off!

[screaming]

Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

Sam!

[muffled screaming]

Oh, my God.
Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

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

He's the one who attacked you.
You have to get out.

I know.
I'm not leaving you here.

- You have to get out of here.
- I am not leaving you here!

Aah! Brooke!
No! Leave her alone!

You need to teach
that little slut some manners!

(Sam)
'Get off of her!
Get off of her!'

'Stop it!
Leave her alone!'

Should have finished the job
when I had the chance!

(Sam)
'Brooke!'

Aah!

[grunting]

I love watching you crawl,
Miss Davis.

Aah!

Oh, what's wrong? Does the weak,
little rich girl want to leave?

The weak, little rich girl
thinks she'll stay a while.

You filthy, thieving,
heartless piece of trash.

You ain't gonna shoot me.

Like I said,
you don't know me.

I'm not the same girl
from the store that night.

She's gone!

You took my life

and you turned it
into a nightmare.

And all I have thought about
is that I hate you.

[gun cocking]

Brooke?

I hate you.

Brooke, please, don't.

Please.

I need you, mom.

[sobbing]

I hate you so much.

But you're not worth
any more of my time.

And you're not
worth my life.

You have a nice night.

- It's okay.
- I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You're safe.
You're okay.

[sniffling]

It's okay.
Shh.

Hi, big brother.

Brought you
your favorite cookies.

I was wondering
if you could help me.

Andre Fields!

Oh!

I told you not
to leave the yard!

Why did you leave the yard?

Don't you know
you are all I have left?

Oh, God.

Come here.
Come here.

Come here.

- Okay, come here.
- I'm sorry, mama.

I just want to talk
to Quentin.

What?

I just wanna ask him
to let you know

that he's alright, so
you're not sad anymore.

Oh, baby.

Come here.
Come here.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I love you.

Hey. Uh, is Peyton around?

No.
Sorry.

Hey, you wouldn't
by chance know

how to make a Long Island
iced tea, would you?

♪ It's been a long day ♪

I'm sorry.

So am I.

♪ It's been a long day ♪

♪ And all I've got to say
is I've been wrong ♪

So, you're, like, way better
at this than I am.

Do you want a job
tending bar?

I can't.
I'm only 18.

- Ooh.
- Have fun.

If it helps, I have no idea
what I'm doing in there, either.

[chuckling]

♪ It's been a long week ♪

♪ And all the lines
come down heavy on me ♪

♪ It's been a long week ♪

Come on, let me get
you guys home.

Hey, look what I found.

Quentin Fields' wallet.

Oh, my God.

He killed Quentin.

Oh!

[cellphone ringing]

- Hey.
- 'Hey, daddy.'

How is it?
What's it like?

When can we
see you play?

Slow down, buddy.

First, tell me
how your day was.

Yeah, Jamie,
how was your day?

No, you first, daddy.
Is it a dream come true?

Yes, it is, son.

Hi. You're home.

How did it go?

Long story.

Yeah?

How are you?

We're good.

Yes, we are.

Hey, baby.

Daddy's home.

♪ It's been a long week ♪

♪ And I'm finally ready to be ♪

♪ Here ♪♪

[theme music]