All language subtitles for One_Tree_Hill_-_S01E01_-_Pilot_d6faa27f19ee43db34446ddc80490b6d

[ Rock music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Nathan.

Remember, 20 shots --
no less.

Got it, dad.

Quit yakking and warm up.

[ Cheers and applause ]

Announcer:
basket by Nathan Scott!

He really looks sharp
out there tonight.

And now a steal by the ravens.

They'll go on the offensive.

Coach whitey durham
urges them on.

Tim Smith -- he's got Scott!

Nathan Scott,
and he hammers it home.

He's already got 14 of the
ravens' 17 points tonight.

Turn-around jumper
by Nathan Scott.

We haven't seen talent
like this

since his father, Dan,
played for whitey.

Here's Scott again.
Another long jump shot.

It's all Nathan Scott.

And here he is, ladies
and gentlemen, Lucas Scott.

137 and 3 going into
tonight's contest.

He sucks.

And as a special bonus,

we're joined in the booth
by junk moreti.

You don't have a booth.

Jeez, Edwards,
you can remember that

but you can't remember to run
a bar of soap under your pits?

You smell bad, man.
You're ripe.

You guys are stinking up
the place!

Time-out! time-out!

Get in here! Ravens!

Come on,
hustle, hustle, hustle!

Just what in the hell is going
on out there?

Whitey, relax.
We're up by 9.

Tim...go in for Nathan.

All right,
let's get out there

and act like we've played
the game before.

Boy: ravens on 3.
1, 2, 3.

Go!

What have I told you
about that?

I don't care if we're up
by 5 or 50.

I'm still the coach.
It's still my team.

Whatever you need
to believe.

Mouth:
Lucas Scott with the ball.

Luke currently nurses
a big winning streak.

Come on.

14-13, game point
for team Scott.

Announcer: ...Now with the shot.

He misses badly,
and the drought continues.

Fast break, hawks,
and the hawks pull within one.

And you have to wonder,
where is Nathan Scott?

Go on.

Let's go, Nathan!

[ Cheering ]

[ Whistle blows ]

Don't bother showering
tonight.

For those of you at home,

Lucas wears his black shorts
tonight

with his traditional
white high-tops.

He is currently playing without
a shoe contract, mouth.

Under 20 seconds to go,
and it's all tied up.

Fasten your seat belts, folks.

We're going down to the wire.

Davies with a --
stolen by Nathan Scott!

The ravens have it,

10 seconds remaining
on the clock.

Now five.

Scott for the game!

Scott for the game!

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Up-tempo rock music plays ]

Yo, tell me we didn't
just steal the school bus,

'cause this feels like we just
stole the school bus.

Dude, we just borrowed it,
all right?

[ Laughing ]

* breathe in for luck

* breathe in so deep

* this air is blessed

* you share with me

[ rock music continues ]

So, Nathan,
where's Peyton?

Who knows? Why?

[ Whistle blows ]

* so won't you kill me
so I die happy? *

[ whistle blows ]

Look out!

[ Screams ]

[ Tires screech ]

[ Siren wails ]

* ...Stupid questions

* hey, did you get some?

* man, that was so dumb

* stay quiet, stay near...

* my hopes are so high

* that your kiss might kill me

some of you parents see this
latest incident as tomfoolery,

a little prank.

Personally, I see a little
breaking and entering.

Chief wayman sees possession
and consumption by minors

and a smidgen
of Grand Theft Auto.

That said, I think it's time
we send a message.

The following players
were not involved

and will not be reprimanded --

Jake jagielski,

Ruben Gutierrez,

Tim Smith,

and Nathan Scott.

As for the rest of you,
all players involved

are suspended from
extracurricular activities,

specifically basketball,
for the rest of the season.

So you just walk away.

Well, well.

Dan Scott.

Half the team suspended,

Nathan triple-teamed
the rest of the season,

and you say nothing.

You're despicable,
you know that?

Letting the dreams
of this team just vanish.

You're full of crap.

It comes with old age,
Danny --

constipation.

You guys remember Tom dugan
from grade school?

He used to live next door
to you, right?

Some guy snapped him
with a wet towel,

and he lost one of his
testicles.

Come on.

Okay, junk.

Just saying what I heard.

Anyway, man, what
you reading these days?

Steinbeck -- "the winter
of our discontent."

Let me hear some.

Nah.

Come on, dawg.

[ Rock music plays ]

Peyton Sawyer.

You seen her webcam?

In her bedroom --

I hear she's naked on it, like,
all the time.

[ Laughter ]

What? I hear things.

You know, I saw her
the other night.

She almost ran me over,
of course.

Yeah, she pretty fine, huh?

Ah, she's all right.

[ Laughter ]

Just shoot for teams,
all right?

Hey, mom.

Hey, hon.

Mmm,
it smells good in here.

Did you change your hair?

If by "change" you mean
"dragged a brush through it,"

then yeah.

Well, it looks nice.
Thank you.

The magazine pages are sticky
again, little pervs.

Oh, hey, Luke.
You been reading this?

Is that the "why do I hang out
with these people?" Issue,

because you're on the cover
of that, right?

No, actually, it's the "my best
friend is an idiot" issue,

and there you are.

Haley,
would you like to join us?

Hell, yes.

Good, thanks.

"Good" is relative,

considering a third of the world
is starving,

which does not change the fact
that I am clumsy as hell.

Did I tell you
that I fell down today?

Yeah, slipped off the curb,
face down, butt in the air.

[ Laughs ] Haley.

Too graphic?
Sorry. I'll just be quiet.

So, I got something for you,
Lucas.

Actually, I found it.

Which implies some hideous sort
of "Joey loves Dawson" scenario

and completely creep me out,
but, you know, we saw it, and...

Well, give him the book.

Wow.

"Julius Caesar."

"There's a tide in the affairs
of men" --

or something like that.

Nice.

Whatever.
that's what you're into.

[ Clears throat ]

Well, well, Keith Scott.
What do you know?

How you doing, whitey?

Take a load off.

You, uh --
you got a second?

Oh, I got a lot of seconds,
or haven't you heard?

Oh, yeah, I heard.

Just a little.

A little more.

That's good.
That's good.

I saw your little brother
today -- Danny.

He called me "despicable."

Said I crush the dreams
of young men.

Was he talking about himself
or Nathan, do you think?

Both, I suppose.

Hey, what did you average
when you played for me?

Oh, about 5,006 beers
a night.

[ Laughs ]

Well, at least you were
consistent.

Yeah,
you gotta give me that.

Hey, you know, uh...
Lucas plays.

Lucas? oh.

Oh, Dan's other son.

Well, Karen's son.

Where does he play?

Uh...this park
down by the river.

Oh, come on, Keith.

If the kid had any promise,

he'd be in the gym
with the real players.

Like Nathan, you mean?

Come on, coach.

Just take a little drive
with me.

Luke is on fire tonight.
How do you say "hot" in French?

Flambé.

Luke is flambé.

...finds Luke,
who fakes out junk again.

They never learn, mouth.

Keith: that's what
I'm talking about.

All right, let's say
I'm interested,

and I'm not saying I am.

Why put him through that?

Because he should know
that he's good --

not just playground good,
but good, period.

He could use that
in his life.

We could all use that
in our lives.

Yeah.
but we had our chance.

So, you and Karen --
are you...

Friends.

You know, I'm the kid's uncle,
and I'm in their lives.

It is what it is.

I remember when Dan told me
Karen was pregnant

right after their senior year
in high school.

I told him he should honor
his scholarship

and go to college.

I tell you one thing --

you did Karen a favor,
and Lucas, too.

Now maybe you can do me one.

[ Rock music plays ]

What are you wasting
your time at now?

I didn't hear you come in.

Imagine that.

So, I waited for you
tonight.

Yeah, the guys wanted to tip
a few.

And you didn't even think
to let me know?

That's why I came by.

You want to come?

With the guys?

And me.

And the guys.

You know what, Peyton?

I'm getting really tired
of this.

I came here to spend time
with you.

Yeah, me
and half the team.
Whatever.

You want to be a bitch?
That's cool.

Just listen to your loser rock,
and I'll see you tomorrow.

How about you don't see me
tomorrow?

Like I don't have
other options.

[ Sighs ]

I'm sorry.

Peyton, I'm really sorry.

It's just a lot of these guys
got suspended,

so it's like this stupid
bonding thing.

Look, I wish it were
just you and me.

But I was hoping
you'd come anyway --

make it a lot more bearable,
okay?

Scott.

What's up, coach?

Not you -- you.

You read a book
or something.

Nice, isn't it?

A lot of people
like their gyms loud.

I like mine like this --
quiet, clean...

Kind of like a church.

A lot of praying done here,
anyway.

You played ball
in grade school.

Why'd you quit?

I didn't.

What,
four guys in the park?

That's not exactly
basketball.

Then what do you think
we're doing out there?

I don't know.
Planning a bank job?

Look, I've got an opening
in my lineup, varsity.

Chance of a lifetime.

What do you say?

I say those people that pray
here are wasting their time.

God doesn't watch sports.

[ Sighs ]

Were you gonna tell us, man?

It's nothing.

It's nothing
'cause I'm not playing --

not with those guys.

Since we was 12 years old,
right?

And I won how many games?

It just seems like a waste
to me, man.

Well, it doesn't to me.

No. we belong here.

You've never belonged here.

Thanks a lot, skills.

Just shoot for teams.

Yo, Luke, man, you know you're
one of my best friends, right?

Ain't nothing never gonna
change that, man.

But keep it real.

We ain't shooting for teams.

We're shooting to be
your excuse,

and I ain't about to be a part
of that, man.

Somebody left it
at the door.

Take it off.

Mom, you okay?

Yeah.

Do you know who left it?

Coach durham, probably.

He asked me to play.

Maybe you should.

You sound like skills.

Those guys
refused to play today.

They said they didn't want
to be my excuse.

How'd you feel about that?

Honestly? I was pissed.

Those guys are supposed
to be my friends.

They are your friends.

Do you remember that?

My first leather basketball.

That was the year
that skills' father

told us there was
no Santa claus.

Yeah, and I tried
to talk you out of it.

[ Chuckles ]

You said you felt bad for the
kids who never figured it out,

because when they grew up and
had kids of their own,

there wouldn't be any gifts
on Christmas morning.

You're a good kid, Luke.

On account of me, and I don't
want that for you.

My past is not your future,
okay?

What are you slinging?

About 160.

Give me that.

Your mom called.

She won't be back
till next week.

What do you know
about whitey inviting...

Your son to play?

Don't call him that.

He's got our last name, dad.

The fact that he shares
your last name

is only wishful thinking
on his mother's part.

We were young --
summer after high school.

We made a mistake.

I mean,
this guy's a zombie.

Okay.

People talk about it.

[ Grunts ]

Get out of there.

I'm not afraid of him, dad.

Well, you should be.

We've worked too hard to have
anyone coming in now,

disrupting the offense,
taking away shots.

Anyway, this has more to do
with whitey and me than you.

Why do you say that?

It's a long story.

If you want,
I'll tell you someday.

But for now, I want you to go to
this kid and talk to him

and trust me when I tell you,
Nathan,

there's a bigger picture here --
your picture --

and this kid's not in it.

So, your pops finally mentioned
the bastard spawn, huh?

They say he's got game.
Maybe we could use him.

Look, man, I can get us
to the state championship

with three blind guys and
a cripple,

which is practically what I've
got with you and what's left.

[ Chuckles ] nice.
So, where are we going?

Let's go to the park.

[ Engine revs ]

Nice shot.

Packed house telling you
you suck?

How about just two people
telling you you suck?

What do you want?

What do I want?

What do you want, man?

I mean,
other than my girlfriend

and my spot in the lineup,
huh?

None of us want you
on the team, man.

I don't want you.
The guys don't want you.

My girlfriend sure as hell
doesn't want you.

But here's the deal.

You and me, one on one.

You can name
the time and place.

If you win,
I'll quit the team.

If I win, you crawl back
in your little hole

and you remember your place
in all this.

Time and place, baby --
time and place.

So, Nathan challenged you.

Are you gonna play him?

I don't know.

But don't you just want
to show him sometimes --

oh, damn!

What is up?!

I'm totally serious!

By the way, it's a murder.

What?

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

A parliament of owls,
an exultation of larks,

a murder of crows.

[ Chuckles ]

What a mistake he's made.

Dan?

Mostly for mom...

And sometimes for me.

So, Luke, what are ravens --
i mean more than one?

An unkindness.

Why wouldn't you play?

I do play -- every night.

It's not the same, Luke.

Why? what makes it less of a
game if people don't see it?

I'll tell you why.

When I was a kid,

my father took me to Raleigh
to see David Thompson play.

I was 9 years old.

But when Thompson stepped
on the court,

he was so young, so quick,
and just so graceful

that I was mesmerized.

I couldn't take my eyes off him
until late in the game,

and I look up at my daddy,
and he's got tears in his eyes.

14,000 strangers,

and my father's crying because
he's so beautiful.

He played with such poetry

that he made us feel like we
were a part of it.

You have a gift, Luke,

and it's a crime not to let
people see it,

to hide it in the park.

[ Telephone rings ]

It's a damn shame,
that's why.

Keith's body shop and towing.

That's me inside your head.

What?

Nofx.

* that's me inside your head

it's the lyrics from --

I know the song.

[ Cellphone dialing ]

Nathan...it's me.

All right, well, listen,
my car broke down.

You're gonna have to come
pick me up.

So leave the gym.

Listen, it'll take you, like,
10 minutes.

I'm on river road
around the curve.

Well, sucks to be you.

[ Coughs ]

I mean,
i can wait if you want.

Yeah, that's what I want.

Listen, have your dad call me
with an estimate.

My uncle?

If that's your story.

Can I ask you a question?

It's a free country.

Why are you a cheerleader?

No offense or anything,

no offense or anything,

[ horn honks ]

Keith!

Hey!

Hey, how you been,
big brother?

Not bad.
How about you?

Good, good.

Dealership's good.

Oh, yeah, I, uh --

yeah, well,
we're all busy, right?

Right.

Come on.
Let me give you a ride.

I'll let you insult me.

First of all,
you don't know me.

Second of all,
you don't know me.

God, why are guys
such jerks?!

Guys or Nathan?

Him.

You.

I don't know.

We share the same father.

Yeah, I heard that.

He's kind of an ass.

So that must suck,
having to see him around.

For my mom.

I never knew him.

But she told you
he was your dad?

Yeah, eventually.

Me and Nathan.

Basketball?

You ever have something that you
knew that you were better at

than almost anybody else?

Sex.

Joke.

Anyway...guys kept teasing me
about it,

about how Nathan's dad
was my dad, too,

so I asked my mom,
and she said he wasn't,

but I get home, and I hear her
crying in her room.

I knew it was true.

So I never went back.

I told my mom

it was because I didn't want
to have to see his face.

But...

It was mostly because...

I don't want her to have to.

[ Sighs ]

I mean, we don't even know
each other.

Maybe that's the point.

Nathan's got a shot here,
Keith -- a real future.

A real future?
Let me ask you something.

Do you ever even think
about Lucas' future?

Do you ever
think about that?

I can't change the fact
this kid exists.

If I could, I would.

But she --

* and it's none of my business

* I got a weakness

* can I beat this?

* the Autumn leaves
falling in the breeze *

* are not my fault

* the storm over yonder

* you got to wonder
what it's all about *

* destiny was never up to me

* and it's not my fault

* the aftertaste is gonna...

Tomorrow night, midnight,
at the riverfront.

But if I win, I'm gonna want
something else.

Service department, line 2.

I love that car.
I love that car.

My wife's got that car.

I'm guessing
you're not car shopping.

He's a boy who wants to play
basketball, reluctantly.

I find it horrifying and amusing
that after all these years

it takes something as simple
as that to bring you around.

I'm only thinking
of the kid.

You have no right to think
of him,

not today or any other day
of his life.

Are you finished?

I haven't even started.

We've asked nothing of you,

I'll expect that to continue.

If Lucas decides to play,
you'll do nothing.

Anything else might
make me angry

you know, I know your son
doesn't exactly fit in,

but Nathan is all-state,

you're right, Dan.
I'd rather not humiliate him.

You've done that enough.

Nathan.

What's up, dad?

If I wanted a daughter,
I'd adopt one.

So you could abandon her,
too?

Just a joke, dad.

Yeah.

And this bet tonight --
is that a joke, too?

Or would you really quit
the team?

You have everything to lose here
and nothing to gain.

Sometimes what you call
"everything" I call "nothing."

I just think it's best if you
don't do this, Nathan.

We'll find another way.

No.

Dad, I do a lot of stuff
for you --

almost everything.

[ Sighs ]

But I'm gonna do this
for me.

Hi, Mr. Scott.

So, I would have preferred
a warning shot on this one --

something to let me know what
was coming with Lucas.

Yeah, that's fair enough.

But you should see him play,
Karen.

I mean, it's like --
it's like poetry, you know?

And he's gonna be fine.

Yeah, I know.

Hanging out in the old café,
lamenting the past,

Haley listening in
from behind?

I am not listening.

Okay, I was.

I am.

Right.

I just wonder
how we got here so fast.

I don't know.

It all seems like a blink
of an eye,

but otherwise, it seems like
it's been forever.

Wow.

Yeah.

This place looks great.

Thanks.

I just finished putting up
the lights.

Miniature golf
will never be the same.

Your mom is worried.

She's downstairs with Keith
picking through her past.

Do you think I'm being selfish
playing Nathan?

Do you?

A little bit.

I mean, if I walked away,

then my mom wouldn't be
downstairs worried about it now.

You know, I don't say things
like this very often

'cause it sounds weird,
but...

You're a really good guy,
and I'm glad we're friends.

But you and your mom
worry too damn much.

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to an historic night
of basketball.

I'm mouth McFadden along with my
gamey partner, Jimmy Edwards,

and, Jimmy,
we're in for a treat tonight.

Who doesn't love a treat,
mouth?

I know I do --
s'mores, ice cream, cake.

So, if you're not doing it
for your dad,

then why are you doing it?

You wouldn't get it.

I guess not.

Are you really
that threatened?

I'm not threatened
by anyone.

Well, then, why do it?

To prove that I'm the best.

Okay, so, what if he wins?
What does he get?

He gets you.

Just moments before the stroke
of 12:00,

and still no Nathan Scott.

The natives are getting
restless, mouth,

judging by the crowd that
envelops our booth.

You don't have a booth.

Junk moreti joins us now.

Sure. I predict you guys will be
the two biggest morons out here.

And it looks like Nathan Scott
has arrived,

driven by car
right onto the court.

[ Chanting ]
Nathan! Nathan! Nathan!

[ Cheers and applause ]

By the way, I hope you don't
mind, but I told a few people.

Yeah, Nathan!

[ Cheers and applause ]

Come on, let's go, baby!
Let's go, Nathan!

Okay, folks, here we go --
15 by ones.

Make it, take it,
win by one,

and you can feel the intensity
in the air.

You ready for this?

Why not?

It's your life.

Yeah...

It is.

Oh-ho!
a 25-footer rips the silk

like Jimmy Edwards
in a size 3 dress.

Go ahead, man.

What happened to all night?

[ Cheers and applause ]

Is that all you got, man?

If that's all you got,
this is over.

Yeah! all right!

This looks to be
a battle, mouth.

Yeah! yeah!

No foul. Basket counts.

Besides...
you won't score again.

Mouth:
oh, the basket counts,

and it's 14-12,
game point for Nathan.

He could win it all
right here.

Nathan for the win.

Holy crap,
did you see that?!

Someday men will write stories
about that block.

Children will be named
after it.

Argentinean women
will weep for it.

Luke took the basket,
and he's down by one.

You're down by one, man.

Don't choke now.

Another dagger,
and it's all tied up!

I think I'm gonna puke.

This is it, folks --
no going back now.

The next basket wins it.

He's never mentioned you,
man --

not once in all these years.

This is for my mom.

Luke for the win!

It's good! It's good!

Lucas Scott takes it 15-14,

and there is bedlam and delirium
and Felicity for all!

Whoo!

So, what'd you bet?

I win,
Nathan stays on the team.

Why?

Because it's the last thing
he wants.

And anyway,
it's not about him.

Peyton.

I'll be seeing you.

Luke: there is a tide
in the affairs of men...

Which, taken at the flood,
leads on to fortune...

Don't worry, dad.

Your dreams are still safe.

...but omitted, and the voyage
of their life

is bound in shallows
and miseries...

On such a full sea
are we now afloat...

...and we must take the current
when it serves...

...or lose the ventures
before us.