Previously on "One Tree Hill"...
You need to work hard, too!
You know, comeback.
I'm gonna do this.
- I am your mother.
- I know.
I need a heart transplant.
I have six months to live.
My name is Dan Scott...
and my number is One.
If Lindsey's the girl that
you're in love with, great.
If it's Peyton, great.
If it's Brooke, just
please stop hiding your heart.
You asked me if I miss you.
Of course I miss you.
I love you, Lucas Scott. You know that?
While I'm asleep, I have this dream.
And you proposed to me.
And every single time, I say yes.
Three simple cards.
Three beautiful ladies.
It's real simple, son. All
you got to do is pick one.
Just follow the heart.
These are for you, for
our one-year anniversary.
Uh, Brooke, I'm your husband. I'm
supposed to give you flowers.
But I wanted to make sure I'd like them.
Happy anniversary, wife.
Thank you, husband. I love them.
You ever miss Tree Hill?
Of course. I miss my friends.
Jamie's getting big. I never see him.
I know, but you have the book
tour, and I have the company. And...
I think he understands.
But what about all that traveling?
I mean, I'm proud of you and all, but...
it just sucks that we're apart so much.
It makes coming home
kind of sexy, though.
I do love you, Brooke Davis.
And I love you, Lucas Davis... Scott.
I'm gonna love you even more when I see the
exactly-what-I-wanted gift you got me for our anniversary.
You're gonna love that, whatever it is.
Go back out!
Why, is the mailman here again?
No, he just pulled on his pants
and jumped out the window,
but he did leave you an anniversary
gift, and I haven't wrapped it yet.
- Hi, babe.
- Hi, wifey.
These are for you.
Oh, they're beautiful.
Thank you. How was your day?
It was good. It is good.
You know, I can't
believe it's been a year.
Time flies when you
get what you wish for.
Is it what you wished for, Peyton?
If I say it's more than that, are
you gonna tease me for being a dork?
'Cause it is.
Well, I made dinner reservations
for tonight if you want.
Actually, I was thinking maybe we could just
stay in and have a quiet dinner, kiss awhile.
And there is a chance I could be rocking some
slightly dirty-girl lingerie underneath these jeans.
I think I need to sit down.
Why? You okay?
Yeah. You look nice.
Thanks, but I still
haven't gotten ready yet.
How come after a year of marriage
you're still so sweet to me?
Because you're you.
And because you deserve it.
You make it all too easy.
I better get ready.
It's easy with us, isn't it?
Yeah. It's the easiest.
There he is.
Come on now, son.
Three queens. Three choices.
Just follow the heart.
Come on, Lucas. Just pick one.
You got to pick one, Luke.
You can do it, uncle Lucas.
Just pick one.
That's the one.
Looks like you found your queen.
Not many do.
How did you know which one to pick?
I guess I always knew.
You said you always knew. Knew what?
I'm sorry. Excuse me.
Oh, I got it.
There you go.
Let me give you a hand here.
Hi, it's me.
Look, I'm at the airport, and
I got two tickets to Vegas.
Do you want to get married tonight?
You folks be careful.
You could get yourself killed out here.
Getting married, huh?
I hope so.
I don't know. We'll see if she shows up.
I want to tell you something, son.
It's the most important
thing there is--
Love, finding the right
person to spend your life with.
I know I made the right choice.
That's where they get you--
Thinking you got a choice.
Love finds you, son. You don't find love.
It's got a little bit to do with
destiny, fate, what's written in the stars,
and a lot to do with the simple fact
that most women are smarter than we are.
Your sorry butt never had a chance.
But if you want to believe that you had a choice
in the matter, I'd say you made a good one.
why is that?
Because she showed up.
And she sure is pretty.
You are such a mess. You can't
just call a girl from the airport.
Peyton, I know this sounds crazy.
You're a mess, Lucas Scott, but
you're my mess, and I love you.
I cannot do this right now.
Because I am waiting on another call.
That is none of your business.
As a matter of fact, none of my actual business
is any of your business because I fired you.
No, you were my mother.
I fired you from
that job, too. L--
Look, I have to go.
Someone is at the door.
And don't bother calling me
back. Just talk to my lawyer.
I have nothing left to say to you.
Well, I have a few things to say to you.
I can't understand why you've become
such a hurtful, spiteful little snot to me.
But it is what it is. I can take it.
Our company, however, cannot.
I'm sorry, I believe it's my
company, because you were fired,
and I do not recall inviting
you in, you botoxed vampiress.
You see? This is what I'm talking about.
You're such a child, and a
fairly stupid one at that.
It doesn't matter that you fired me.
I'm your legal partner, missy.
It's my company. I'm the designer.
No, it's our
At least it is for now.
And what is that supposed to mean?
Designers come and go.
It's the brand that matters,
and I grow the brand.
And the board knows that,
and they can fire you.
You're gonna have a magazine called
"B. Davis" without B. Davis?
Paul Frank doesn't work for Paul Frank.
Happens all the time.
Really? And what are you
gonna sell, mother? Magic beans?
Without my designs, you have nothing.
I know it. You know it.
And as soon as the board sees my
unbelievable new line, they'll know it.
And you'll be the one who's
out on her nip-and-tucked a**.
We'll see about that.
Get out of my house.
I hope this new line is by far
the best work you've ever done,
or it's "goodbye, company, hello,
If you can get in.
This is ridiculous, the way
we have to sneak around.
We're making out in a
car like high-school kids.
Yeah, but personally, you did rock
that cheerleading outfit.
Not the point, but thank you.
- Okay. You right. We just gonna have to go public.
I'm gonna say, "Nate,
look, I'm dating your mom--
sleeping with her, doing
all kind of freaky stuff to her."
So, you want to tell him, or should I?
Sneaking around is kind of hot.
Hi, buddy. What you doing?
Working on an idea for Clothes Over Bros that's
totally gonna fix Brooke's inventory problems.
Are you okay?
- I quit my job.
- You know what? It's their loss.
- Thank you.
Can I ask you something?
Were you serious about
moving with me to Omaha?
Well, they have that sports job for me,
but I have to be there in three days.
I'll tell Brooke I'm leaving.
I know it's sudden, Millie.
It's okay. She'll understand.
Life's sudden sometimes.
I know it's sudden.
This is real, isn't it?
Tell me again.
Yes, it's real.
Good. I'm glad.
And if it's not, I don't know if
I ever want to wake up from this.
Oh good, you're awake.
I was worried that when I hit you with
that car that I might have killed you.
But what fun would that have been?
Oh, Luke. You're such a dork.
We're not even married yet.
I know, but I wanted to practice so that
when we are, I don't look like a dork.
Well, good luck with that.
There's a mirror on the ceiling.
It's so romantic.
I told them something nice, not
something-- Oh-- Sketchy.
It's Vegas, Luke.
- Look at you.
You fly all night, and
you still look amazing.
Oh, God. No, I don't.
Yeah... you do.
No. I've never felt more awake.
Good. Me neither.
Hey, come here.
I could live off of that. I miss that.
And I think your a** is gonna
look really great in that mirror.
Let's find out.
You're just dreaming now. You know that?
NBA's a pipe dream, son.
Might as well give it up.
No, it's not. I'm Nathan Scott.
- Hey, mama!
You should have seen daddy last night.
He's gonna play in the NBA for sure.
Oh, we'll see, huh?
Hey, listen, um, I was talking to Chester, and
apparently he hasn't been fed this morning.
He always tells on me.
You better get out of here, you
wascally wabbit feeder. Go.
Making progress on the court, huh?
Yeah-- Last night.
For the first time, I, uh...
I felt like I was on my way back.
I'm so glad for you, Nathan.
How you doing in the studio?
Last night, for the first time,
I felt like I was on my way back.
That's my girl.
It's not that I don't love
working for you, because I do.
I mean, we have fun, and
you're always in a good mood.
Oh, my God! I am so pissed off right now!
Why, what's wrong?
Oh, Victoria's DNA, apparently.
She is like a science
experiment gone wrong.
Frankenmom-- She shows
up at my house last night.
- She's here?
- Oh, yeah.
And she informs me that she's
taking my company from me.
Can she do that?
Legally, yes, but it is so not
gonna happen. Where are my designs?
In the cabinet.
Okay. I want you to lock it. Change
the passwords on the computer again.
She's not getting anywhere
near the new line.
And when I show it to the
board and explain to them
that I am the one who closed the deal on "Baby Brooke,"
her little reign of terror is gonna be over, my friend.
I'm sorry. We're gonna fight her, Millie.
Me and you together--
We're gonna fight her.
Yeah. Um, the
Can I help you with something?
Uh, no thanks.
I have to be honest with you.
I really don't think that's
your best color.
- The top you just stole from me.
Okay, I don't know what
you're talking about.
What are you doing?
Look,I didn't... I didn't mean to.
You didn't mean to? Okay. You're
gonna need to come with me.
Get off me, b*tch!
Brooke, are you okay?
It is just not my frigging day.
There it is. Up. Off the glass.
What you got? You getting up?
Uh my man. What's up, boy?
Give me one more.
Oh, there it is.
Hey, let me throw J. Scott up
there, and one of y'all dunk him.
While the cat's away, huh?
Nah, they just having some fun.
Why, what's with you?
Well, apparently, my mom's
dating some freak she met online.
- Yeah. Can you believe that?
Why he got to be a freak, though?
I mean, maybe he's a nice guy.
Right. Nice porn-site man.
Guy's probably got a mustache.
I'll tell you what, Skills.
My mom's pill addiction was bad, but
hooking up with some internet tool,
man, this just really takes the cake.
Yeah, but she seem happy though,
right? You know... satisfied?
Dude... did you just ask
me if my mom was satisfied?
Nah, you know, I meant, like,
happy, like she's into the dude.
It doesn't matter. It's embarrassing.
I'll tell you one thing-- I'm
gonna find out who this jerk is.
And when I do, it's gonna get ugly.
Hey, baller, come here.
Come on, you ready? All
right, do what I do, all right?
Hit the showers.
Yeah, let me get that.
Hey, hey, Nate. Come on, man.
Let's show 'em how it's done old school.
- Old school, huh?
- Let's do this.
What's up? What's up? There it is!
Clothes Over Br--
Well, well... the slavic bag lady.
Can I help you?
As a matter of fact, you can.
I need to see the
sketches for the new line.
Okay. I'll just call Brooke.
I'm an equal partner in this company and,
as such, have equal rights to those sketches.
Actually, that's not true.
Or maybe it is, but...
well, the thing is, Brooke
doesn't want you to see the line,
and Brooke's my boss, so
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Can't or won't?
- You don't like me, do you?
- Because you feel I've mistreated you.
Because you're an evil b*tch.
You're gonna pay for that.
I wouldn't recommend that.
I mean, broken leg, broken ribs.
It's gonna be a little hard for
you to speak for a while.
Quite a bit of trauma to your throat.
And if you can't speak...
you definitely can't scream.
Do you know her?
- It's okay.
I was hoping you might
recognize her from school.
It's hard to tell from that.
It sucks that you had to go
through that. I'm sorry.
It's fine. In the grand scheme of things I
have to deal with, this is really nothing.
Why, what else is going on?
Oh, do you remember someone by
the name of Victoria Davis?
Yeah. It's okay. Me, too.
I actually wanted to tell you and Peyton
about it at the same time. Is she here?
I have not seen her.
She didn't come home last night.
I don't know if I should be worried.
Well, apparently not.
"Don't worry about
me. I'm fine. Peyton."
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
Well, at least she's being thorough.
Oh, it's not from her.
Okay, uh, responsible "I have not been
attacked by psycho Derek" text message sent.
Responsible "I know I've been dark lately,
but everything's okay" message sent.
It's from you.
"Peyton, I love you. Let's
go get married. Lucas."
Can a text message change your life?
God, I hope so.
I just can't believe you actually
had your very own psycho stalker.
- Shut up.
- It's weird.
Did you think it was a nightmare?
Because it is for you.
when I think how Jamie and I would be
together right now if it wasn't for you--
Well, it wasn't very nice what you
said to me in that hotel room.
You said if ever came back, if I
ever came near Jamie, you'd kill me.
You strangled me, and you took Jamie.
And I suppose you thought that
was the last of me.
But it wasn't.
I've been watching you with Jamie.
I've been biding my time.
And now, well...
here we are.
Gonna have some hot
stuff, baby, this evening.
I need some hot stuff, baby, tonight.
Hot, hot, hot, hot stuff...
Oh, for God's sakes, mom.
What is going on with you?
Is this some kind of
grandmother mid-life crisis?
Would you keep it down, please?
The neighbors will hear you.
She's a grandmother.
My mom is a grandmother.
Nathan, stop it. Just... go away.
I want to know who he is, mom--
Mr. Porno. Give me a name.
Because I want to know who's responsible
for you losing your mind like this.
I'm gonna find out.
And put some clothes on. Jamie's home.
If he sees you topless, he's
gonna be scarred for life.
I know I am.
Man, that was close. I told
you this was a bad idea.
Where's my top? You got to go.
You got to go. You got to go.
I can't go.
I just got chills when you said that.
She's trying to take
the company from Brooke.
Can she do that?
Apparently, she can, and I
told her you were leaving,
and she thinks I'm going with
you, but Brooke needs me right now.
- She's been so good to me.
I love you...
and I want to be with
you, and I will, but--
You stay, and I'll get
us settled in Omaha.
It's the right thing to do for Brooke.
But it's really gonna hurt.
The funny thing about painkillers--
It's such a delicate balance.
Not enough morphine, and you'd be
in horrible, agonizing discomfort.
Too much, and...
well, you'd be dead.
Your head must be spinning right now.
How did Jamie's sweet nanny
Carrie get to be your nurse?
Well, rest assured, I am
a very good caretaker.
When my father got sick, I had
to move in and do everything--
Feed him, bathe him, medicine.
I mean, eventually he died, but still.
Anyway, what's it gonna be?
Dead... or agony?
For now, but pretty soon...
Oh, hey, baby.
What the heck is this?
Uh, I don't know. Q's
teaching him some dance move.
Hi, mama. Pretty cool, huh?
Yeah, that's pre on upstairs
and wash up for dinner, usher.
Last time I saw her, she
was swimming topless in the pool.
God, what is with you and
naked nannies in the pool?
So, how are things in the studio?
Is Peyton pulling out of her funk?
Peyton was out all night with Lucas.
Is that right?
And what do you suppose they were doing?
White-trash, Vegas wedding material.
I don't have a ring.
Peyton, I'm sorry, I--
This ring was my mom's.
I know it's... selfish-- You
know, getting married like this.
No friends, no family, no ring.
But I want to be selfish with you.
And it's been way too long.
And life just always seems
to get in the way with us.
And I know this is Las Vegas, and
it's not exactly how you imagined it.
But it's gonna be romantic. I promise.
This isn't right.
No, it's okay. It is. I
just want to be your wife.
Peyton, I want that,
too. I do, but, I mean...
what the hell was I thinking?
I mean, this is supposed to
be a dream come true, not...
I got an idea. You trust me?
Looking like this, whatever you want.
Good. Come on.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
I just wanted to stop by and...
Are you leaving me, Marvin McFadden?
I guess so.
I found this while I was packing.
The boy toy auction.
Beginning of a
beautiful friendship right here.
For most of my life, that was
the greatest night of my life.
Most of your life?
Who topped me?
Millicent... the night she
said she loved me.
I'm glad she's gonna be with you.
Actually, she'll be with you.
- What do--
- She told me about Victoria.
Which is my problem to
deal with, not yours.
She can come to Omaha when
things settle down for you.
She wants to help you, Brooke.
When do you go?
Tonight. I have to.
Okay, hug me before I cry.
I'm gonna miss you most of all.
You, too, Brooke Davis.
- All right.
- Get out of here.
Where do you think you're going?
I love that laugh. I missed it.
Peyton Sawyer will be Peyton Scott.
What are you whispering about, wily?
More than everything.
- You're fired.
You're fired. Now go to Omaha.
Let me tell you something about
love, Millicent Huxtable.
It does not knock often.
And when it does, you have to let it in.
You are a wonderful friend.
And you're smart and you're beautiful
and it is gonna suck to lose you,
but there is a boy
out there who loves you.
And I know that you love him back.
So, now you have to get your
wacky a** out of my store.
I'm gonna be fine. Okay?
If you need anything--
I just need you to be happy.
I hate goodbyes.
- Taking one last look, huh?
I was hoping Luke might be here.
I tried calling him to say goodbye, but...
I got to go.
Yeah, and from the looks of things,
he has some stuff to figure out, too.
I'll tell him you said goodbye, though.
You know he's proud of you, right?
We all are.
well, I guess I should finish
packing and get out of here.
You go do your thing...
Marvin McFadden, my brother.
We grew up here, didn't we?
I'm gonna miss this place.
Turned my son into a goof, Q.
Well, just so you know, I know
your back's been hurting,
so I been taking it a little easy on you.
My back's fine.
Please. How fine?
Okay, open your eyes.
This is the room where...
you proposed to me four years ago.
You said it should be like a dream, so...
I have this dream where
we're back in this hotel room,
and you propose to me, and
every single time, I say yes.
It's just a dream, right?
But it's my dream.
I don't want to leave you.
What if I said you didn't have to?
Really? You're coming to Omaha?
If you'll still have me.
All right, you dancing
fool, it's time for bed.
And you, too, Jamie.
Good night, mama.
Hey, daddy, when you play in the
NBA, you should play for the Bobcats.
That way, you can come home a
lot more and see me and mama,
plus, Q says they need a shooting guard.
You and Q. Come here.
I've been thinking about our little
partnership, and I've come to a decision.
I am this company. I am
the reason it is successful.
Do you understand me?
So if you want a fight, you got it.
spoiled my surprise so soon.
What do you have to say for
yourself, Mr. Murderer?
I've been planning
this for some time now.
First, I hit you with the borrowed
car and took your wallet,
wheeled John Doe out of recovery.
It all happened so fast.
There was so much blood and chaos,
no one took the time to I.D. you.
Guess it helps that their beloved mayor
has been in prison for the past four years.
Carefully put you into your
own car, and now here we are.
Most of this stuff was
daddy's before he died.
The paint and the curtains was
just to mess with your head.
eventually, I am going to
do the world a favor and kill you.
But first, I'm gonna get Jamie back.
And you're gonna help me,
aren't you, grandpa Dan?
Yes, you are. Yes. Good boy.
- I love you.
- You didn't let me ask you.
- Yes, baby. Yes.
God, I love you.
This is my store. This is my life.
It's what I wished for.