"Previously on The O.C.:" "Ryan, have you seen...?" "Lindsay." "Hey." "My ex is in town, but we never really broke up." "Did you meet the ex?" "I know you did." "All right, yes, I did." "And who is he?" "He's a she." "Jody went to sleep." "Cool." "So what do I do?" "What do you want to do?" "What I want to do is drive over to her apartment right now and ask her flat out" ""Alex, are we in a relationship or are we not?"" "Good, man, you should do it." "He's not doing it." "Ryan, it's been almost a week, okay, and I still don't know where Alex stands." "Is she back together with her lesbian ex?" "And if so, are they opento some sort of menage a three-way as in the film Summer Lovers?" "Oh, I didn't even think of that." "Yeah, well, I did, quite a bit, actually." "If you have to wonder about it, it's probably not happening." "Which part, the threesome or the relationship?" "So you never had, like, a moment's doubt about you and Lindsay?" "Not really." "Pollen or something." "All right, there may have been a moment." "Or two." "So what'd you do?" "He showed up on Lindsay's doorstep and he said," ""He's not going anywhere until she gave him a shot."" "That's what you should do, dude." "You should go to Alex, but instead of asking her what she wants, you tell her what you want." "Is that how it works with you and Summer?" "Or you should just focus on the good stuff in your life, like school." "Or comics." "Yeah, I got nothing." "But at least I got my friends." "Well, if it isn't the three amigos." "Hola." "Hi." "I'm so hungry." "You didn't order yet, did you?" "Thanks." "Hey, come on, we can squeeze you in." "No, it's okay." "I'll see you guys later." "Where are you going?" "To get what I want." "The strawberry shortcake is to die for." ""Husband seeking to satisfy wife's curiosity." "Enjoys toy..." Ooh, careful." "Oh, here's one, honey." "It's a guesthouse, close to the beach." "It's got parking, fridge and hookups." "Why are you looking for a guesthouse when you need an office?" "You can turn a guesthouse into a great office, plus this one has hookups." "This high-rise office complex has panoramic ocean and country club views." "Sounds like Partridge, Savage and Kahn." "Where is it?" "Right next to Partridge, Savage and Kahn." "At least your old clients will know where to find you." "I'm not takingany of my corporate clients with me." "Now that I'm on my own, I'm going back into the public interest stuff." "That stuff made me want to be a lawyer in the first place." "You can still be a public interest lawyer in a private sector offi" "This guesthouse is $850 a month." "How much is yours?" "I can get you a deal through my office." "No, thank you." "I got to go meet my Realtor." "Maybe I should go with you." "No, no." "I'll be fine." "It's the same lady who got Jimmy his bachelor pad." "Right." "I'm going with you." "Marissa." "What are you doing in here?" "I'm sorry." "I heard the music." "You're not at school." "Yeah, you're not at work." "No, I'm running late." "I'm down to my last clean shirt and we're out of coffee." "When your mother leaves town, my life goes to pieces." "Yeah, well, you shouldhave gone with her." "You seem like you could use the vacation." "She's not on vacation." "She's doing research for a magazine." "She's in Europe doing research for a magazine about Orange County?" "Do you need a ride to school?" "Oh, I'm not going." "I'm not feeling so well." "Sorry to hear that." "I'll tell you what." "I'll call my physician." "Have him drop in on you after lunch." "Oh, that's okay, you know?" "I figured I should probably just stay home and rest in case, you know it's..." "West Nile or something." "All right." "I'll be in my office all day if you need me." "I'll call in and check up on you." "I may not pick up, you know?" "I'll just be sleeping." "Hello." "So what are we doing today?" "I'm sleeping." "No, you're not." "We're going to breakfast and then we're going shopping." "Don't you have school?" "Yeah, but my mom's in Europe and my stepdad's completely clueless." "Aren't you sick of me yet?" "We've hung out every single day this week." "No, why?" "Are you sick of me?" "No, no, of course not." "It's just..." "Jody's still here." "I thought she was goingback to LA." "Yeah, yeah, she was, she was." "But, we got into this huge fight and then..." "And then you spent the rest of the night making up?" "Who's knocking on my door at 9:00 in the morning?" "Yeah, right, saved by the bell." "Are you calling me from outside my door?" "Because that would be creepy." "Ah, good to see you, too, Alex." "Seth." "Seth?" "Can I call you back?" "Doesn't anyone go to school anymore?" "Listen, I'm sorry to wake you." "Do I hear water running?" "Yes." "Jody's taking a shower." "Jody." "Jody's still here." "Oh, that's great." "That's fantastic." "At least you're not taking a shower together." "Look..." "Listen, I just need to know where I stand, okay?" "Seth, I told you, I don't do relationships." "Yeah, well, you did Jody, so to speak." "Yes, and look how well that turned out." "What is that supposed to mean?" "Jody." "Seth." "Sorry." "I would have introduced you guys, but I didn't want you to meet." "I'm going back to bed." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "You maybe want to grab breakfast?" "We could go down to the..." "There's a nice place..." "So, are Kirsten and Sandy going to care that Seth skipped first period?" "Not going to be excited about it, but they're pretty easygoing." "Really?" "Kirsten is?" "Sandy is." "Kirsten's more..." "Like her dad?" "In some ways, I guess." "Am I?" "I mean, he's my dad, too, so..." "Is this a trick question?" "No, it's just I don't know him and you do, so..." "Why, is he a monster?" "Oh, well, he's not the greatest person in the world." "To me, anyway." "He, um, thinks I'm after the Cohens' money." "Yeah, I know." "But other than that, he's great." "You should call him." "And say what?" ""Hi, Dad, it's your illegitimate daughter." "Want to have lunch?"" "I could always have Kirsten talk to him for you." "Yeah, she has a couple times." "So you'll call, right?" "I mean, he's got to sooner or later." "Yeah, right." "Sooner or later." "At the moment, this is the only beach-adjacent property we have in your price range, Mr. Cohen." "As you can see, it's a bit of a fixer-upper." "That's one way to put it." "Who are you kidding, Gail?" "This place is a first-class dump." "And I like it." "Sandy, no, you don't." "You just like the idea of having an office near the beach so you can surf between clients." "I hadn't even thought of that." "Sandy, this is a surf shack, not a law office." "That's exactly why I like it." "Hello." "Max?" "Unbelievable." "How are you?" "It's my professor from law school." "No, no, now's a great time." "I'm just moving into my new office." "I'll be right back." "Sandy, you're moving in?" "I'll take it." "So what are you doing in town?" "Really?" "Everything okay?" "I understand." "We can talk about it when you get here." "What's up with Cohen?" "I guess it didn't go well with Alex." "She broke up with him?" "I don't know." "Maybe." "Well, why don't you go find out?" "And then report back to me." "So, how'd it go?" "Well, the good news is she told Jody to get the hell out, too, so..." "I'm sorry, man." "Thanks." "It's all right." "At least now you can get back to your life, right?" "I don't have a life, remember?" "Then you should get one." "Do something for you." "Go sailing." "All right." "Continue to doodle." "Okay." "Cohen, this is what you should be doing." "What, drawing the women who've wronged me as whip-wielding warrior princesses?" "Yeah, in your own comic." "Yeah, okay." "Dude, you're awesome." "I appreciate it." "Cohen, I got you a double latte because you looked sad." "Cohen's going to do his own comic." "He is?" "Well, I don't know." "What are you talking about, man?" "Do you not want to do it?" "No, I do, sort of." "Then let's bounce some ideas around, man." "Study hall right now." "Let's go." "Wha...?" "All right." "Okay." "Thanks for the coffee, Summer." "Yeah, thank you very much." "You're welcome?" "So, you and Seth are...?" "Friends..." "I hope... someday." "And you and Jody are...?" "Over, finished, for good." "Hmm." "Really?" "How does she feel about that?" "she hates me now, but, I mean, we mean to much to each other to let..." "That bitch!" "She stole my necklace." "Which one?" "We bought each other these matching heart-shaped necklaces, like, a year ago, and mine's gone." "I can't believe her." "Well, how do you know she took it?" "Because she was using the fact that I still wear mine as a sign I'm not over her, which I am." "I just..." "I loved it." "Well, so let's go get it." "You want to go to L. A. now?" "I can't." "I have work." "So we'll go tomorrow." "How?" "You have school." "I have a mom who's spa-hopping and a stepdad who doesn't care about anyone but himself." "Come on." "You can't let her steal your heart." "Kirsten's not here." "I'm actually here to see you..." "if you have a second." "I don't." "It's about Lindsay." "Shut the door." "What about her?" "She's been asking questions about you.." "who you are, what you're like and even though I told her, she still wants to get to know you." "She sent you here to tell me this?" "She has no idea I'm here." "I just thought maybe I should..." "Continue to position yourself between me and members of my family." "Ryan, if I wanted a relationship with Lindsay,I would have one." "Funny, that's what she said." "Smart girl." "You have no idea." "You should, though." "How's your relationship with your father, Ryan?" "He still in jail?" "And you would be, too, if it weren't for Sandy." "So I guess Lindsay and I are both better off." "Thank you so much for your time." "I was under the impression that you'd become a successful lawyer." "Oh, my God." "How are you, Max?" "It's hard to believe its been over 20 years since you were my favorite student." "It is so good to see you." "Well, come on in to my, my new office." "So, uh... what have you been up to?" "Well, I, uh..." "Let's see, I..." "I left Berkeley." "And moved to Princeton." "I am retired now." "Congratulations." "So what brings you here?" "Sandy, I need your help." "I have to find Rebecca." "Why now?" "After all this time?" "Because, Sandy, I've..." "I've got a couple of strokes, and the doctors told me that I, should get my affairs in order, as soon as possible." "I-I just want to be able to see my daughter once again before..." "I understand." "Well, you know, I haven't heard a thing since she ran away to Canada... 22 years ago." "You haven't heard from her?" "No, no, no." "She and I weren't exactly on speaking terms even... even before the... accident." "I-I just thought that if she'd get in touch with anybody, Sandy, it'd be you." "You were the love of her life." "That was a long time ago." "We were kids." "No, she loved you, Sandy." "Now, will you help me find her?" "I'll see what I can do." "Thank you, Sandy." "You know, I hate to stir up things when you have a wife and a family and..." "No, my-my wife will understand." "Will she?" "You're going to prison?" "Just for the day." "I have to drive to Santa Barbara, to Lompoc, to see a prisoner there." "Who?" "This political activist I knew back in my Berkeley days" "Joe Zukowsky but I'll be back before dinner." "What do you have to talk to him about?" "Well, you know, a missing person." "Doing a favor for a friend." "Your old law school professor." "Who's missing?" "Rebecca." "As in Rebecca Blume, love of your life?" "She is not the love of my life." "Sandy, you were engaged to be married." "We were engaged to be engaged." "Until she burned down a nuclear lab site." "We do not know that she did that, for sure." "Sandy, she fled the country." "Well, I know, but her dad is dying and he asked me to find her for him." "He was my mentor in law school." "I wouldn't be a lawyer if it weren't for him." "I can't say no." "Well, what are you going to do when you find her?" "If I find her, I'm gonna try and convince her to turn herself in and you know, let the case go to trial." "Well, seems someone's feeling better today." "Not really." "Oh, sorry to hear that." "You know, I called several times to check up on you yesterday." "Huh." "I must have been asleep." "And then I came home last night and you weren't here." "I was worried." "Gotta go." "Where?" "Out." "To the doctor." "Marissa, come back here." "Or what?" "You're not my father, Cal." "You know what?" "If you want to parent someone, why don't you go over to Lindsay's house and ruin her life?" "Oh, that's right, you already have." "Don't wait up." "So what's it about?" "Oh, uh, well..." "heroes nd, you know... villains." "Good and evil." "Sure." "Darkness, and then you have light." "You guys have no idea, do you?" "No, not so much really, but you have to admit- its pretty exciting." "Our very own comic book?" "Hey, it could be autobiographical." "Yeah, it could." "Yeah, the life of like a young, Jewish boy growing up in Orange County." "I like it very much already." "A young Jewish boy with powers." "Sure." "No." "Yeah." "A kid with a secret." "In a town full of secrets." "Fistfights, fashion shows." "Definitely." "Basically, life in Orange County." "But with powers." "I like it a lot, and..." "What have you done to my boyfriend?" "Okay." "Look, it was his idea in the first place." "And we just had a major breakthrough." "Yeah, we did." "Oh, sweetie, do you realize how lame you just sounded?" "Summer, if you're not nice, somebody's not gonna be in the comic." "Ooh." "Yeah." "Shakin' in my boots, Cohen." "Sweetie." "Hi." "I will see you out front after school." "Actually, we're working, after school, but I would love to, uh, you know, hang out with you a little bit later." "Perhaps dinner and a movie?" "Well, I guess." "Just not a comic book movie." "Comic book movies sucks anyway." "True." "Dude, you didn't like X2?" "Really?" "I've seen better." "What have you done to him?" "I swear to God, Cohen, by the time the sun goes down, if Brainstorming Boy here doesn't turn back into my boyfriend..." "Brainstorming Boy." "Brainstorm." ".. Brainstorming Lad." "Right." "Let's work with this." "Brainstorming Kid." "Brainstorming Young Ward with the secret identity which is, at night he's Brainstorming Man, and what that is, is he's a genius." "The contracts have been vetted twice, so I just need you to sign." "Dad, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Sorry." "You take good care of me, Kiki." "Better than I deserve." "What does that mean?" "It means I haven't always been the best father." "Pretty much." ".. no." "You still in touch with Lindsay?" "Are you?" "She doesn't ever bothercalling me." "Dad, she's in high school." "If you want to hear from Lindsay, you've to call her." "Uh, you were right." "Caleb Nichol is not a good guy." "Why, why happened?" "Did he call you?" "The O.C. Weekly, he's pretty much everything that's wrong with Western Civilization, all wrapped up in one guy." "So, even if he did call me..." "He's calling me." "It says Newport Group." "Why is he calling me?" "No, it's not." "It's probably Kirsten." "Right." "Um." ".. sorry." "Hey, Kirsten." "Lindsay, Caleb Nichol." "I was thinking it's time you and I sat down." "What was that about?" "Um, it was Caleb." "He wants to have dinner tonight." "You're kidding?" "Will you come with me?" "I don't think that's a good idea." "Please." "I'm not gonna go without you." "He's not gonna be happy about this." "Do you really care about Caleb Nichol's happiness?" "I care about yours." "Well, then,I will see you tonight." "So, what does the butterfly mean?" "Oh." "It means, I was drunk." "No way." "Yeah." "I was drunk." "I had just gotten emancipated from my parents, and the words "Mom" and "Dad" with a huge X through them was way too expensive." "You got emancipated?" "I thought only child stars did that." "Yup." "Me, Hilary Duff, and Lil Bow Wow." "Wait." "So how did you do it?" "I petitioned the court." "I had my parents sign the form, which they were more than happy to do when they found out about me and Jody, and, um, that was it." "I was free." "I wish I could do that." "Piss your parents off bad enough." "Believe me, I've tried." "Well, then I guess they really love you." "Do you ever miss yours?" "Sometimes." "But my friends are my family, you know?" "I do." "Sandy Cohen." "I couldn't believe it when they told me." "How are you, Joe?" "Well, not as good as you." "You look good, successful." "What happened?" "You sell out?" "No." "I did 15 years in the Public Defenders' office." "Good for you." "Maybe you can work me up an appeal, get me out of here." "How?" "You confessed." "To an act of civil disobedience." "Not manslaughter." "You set the place on fire." "And a man died." "It was an accident." "Custodian wasn't supposed to be there." "You know that." "Like any of that matters now." "What do you want, Sandy?" "I'm looking for Rebecca." "Sandy Cohen is coming to me, looking for Rebecca." "Oh, let it go." "This isn't about you and me." "When it comes to Rebecca, it's always been about you and me." "Well, not anymore." "Okay." "Then what's this about?" "Her father." "He's sick." "He's looking for her." "I tell you what." "He can look as far and wide as he wants to." "He's never gonna find her." "So, you're not gonna help me?" "Oh, I can't help you, Sandy." "Rebecca... she's dead." "She's dead?" "I'm so sorry." "I can't believe this." "I can't believe it, either." "Are you calling the professor?" "An old friend of mine, one of the guys in the group." "He's a lawyer now in Vancouver." "Hello." "Yes, directory assistance for Vancouver, please." "But why?" "What are you gonna find out?" "Yes, please, I'd like the number for Mark Denham" "D-E-N-H-A-M." "Thank you." "Well, if she was sick, there'd be insurance forms or hospital records or something." "And, God forbid, if she were dead, there'd be a death certificate." "So you don't think she's dead." "I can't believe that if she were dying, she wouldn't try to contact her dad." "Or you." "We're just gonna get what we came for and then get the hell out of here, all right?" "Are you all right?" "'Cause you seem nervous." "No, I'm not." "I just..." "Don't let her intimidate you, okay?" "And let me do all the talking." "don't mention anything about the necklace." "I thought you were over her." "I am." "I am." "I just..." "Don't let her talk me into staying the night." "You can't." "You have to take me home." "Right." "Good one." "Remember that." "I had a feeling it might..." "What is she doing here?" "We came to get Alex's stuff." "And we're not staying." "If you say so." "Hey." "Hey..." "Brian Gatwood, A.K.A. Kid Chino." "The strong but silent youth from the wrong side of the tracks who, when provoked, unleashes his fists of fury." "Maybe we should change your superhero name to Overdressed Lad." "Lindsay asked me to be the buffer tonight between her and Caleb." "I thought we were working tonight." "And Grandpa hates you." "I told her that." "She thought I was overreacting." "Well, hey, man, at least you show up on his radar." "He once asked my mom if I was mildly retarded." "Well, wait till he finds out about your powers." "What powers?" "Turns out I don't make a very convincing superhero." "You do have powers." "Hey, can I see this?" "What are these?" "They're just sketches I did in Portland." "The summer without Summer." "Has Zach seen these?" "No, I was gonna show him tonight." "No, you are not." "You are not gonna show these to Zach." "Dude, they're just drawings." "Of a girl you were clearly obsessed with." "'Kay, first of all, "obsessed," pretty strong word." "Maybe you're right, and therefore I won't show him." "They're really good, though." "Thanks." "Hey, don't let Grandpa scare you, all right?" "Remember, you're Brian Gatwood, Fists of Fury." "Sure you don't want a beer?" "We have to drive back." "Tonight." "Okay, so far I have found two T-shirts, a bra and my fat jeans." "What else do you have of mine?" "Nothing, I swear." "So then you wouldn't mind if I kept looking." "Oh, you can look all night if you want." "I won't be long." "Breakups, huh?" "Get ready, you're next." "I'm not her..." "I'm sure you're not." "My motorcycle boots!" "Those are mine." "How can you say these are yours?" "Because I bought them." "Okay, see?" "That is your problem." "Okay, here we go." "I'm gonna go to the bathroom." "Tell me what my problem is." "I can't wait to hear this." "I don't even know where to begin." "You know what?" "Keep my boots, keep my records,it's fine." "It's not fine." "What do you want from me?" "I want you to stay." "I want to talk about what's going on here." "Why don't you take Alex's Jeep home." "I'll bring her back later." "I can't." "Why not?" "Well, do you think I'm really gonna leave my girlfriend alone with you overnight?" "I thought she wasn't your girlfriend." "Yeah, well, think again." "Come on, babe, let's go." "Okay, that was awesome!" "Really?" "You think she bought it?" "Are you kidding me?" "She thought you and I were sleeping together when she met you at the club last week." "I defended your honor." "I appreciate that." "Are you kidding?" "I owe you so much now." "I got my fat jeans, I got my cd's, and who cares if I didn't get... my heart..." "How did you...?" "I'm sneaky like that." "And..." "now you have both." "No." "This one's yours." "How's it look?" "Good." "I guess we got to get you home, huh?" "No." "I have a better idea." "What do you think?" "I think you're, like,the missing link between Jack Kirby and," "I don't know, Eric White." "Hey, thanks, man." "Zach?" "That is it, I am pulling the plug." "You were supposed to pick me up over an hour ago!" "I know, I'm sorry, but Seth and I were just..." "I don't want to hear it." "What, are you guys, like, cavalier and gay?" "That was funny." "I know." "Uh, I'm sorry." "Listen, Seth, I'll call you." "We're leaving." "Wait-wait-whoa-whoa, no, we're not." "Is that supposed to be Marissa?" "Cohen, did you do these?" "Is that Ryan?" "Captain Oats?" "Is that you?" "Well..." "Where am I?" "Not finished yet." "Just wanted to get the attitude right." "There's a lot of attitude." "I think we made some good progress today." "It's definitely keeping my mind off girls." "Keep talking comics, Cohen, I don't think girls will be an issue ever again." "Ah, she's so supportive-- that's why I like her." "Shoot!" "I left my purse upstairs." "I'll be right back." "We're gonna miss the movie." "Whose fault is that?" "Oh!" "Ooh, sorry, Captain Oats." "Hope you don't pull up lame." "Come on, Summ, we're gonna be late." "What are you doing up there?" "Oh, thank you." "Um... so, thank you so much for calling this afternoon and suggesting dinner." "It was..." "Long overdue." "I meant to call you right after the holidays, but..." "work has been all-consuming." "Oh, yeah, I'm sure." "I mean, I can imagine." "So, what about you, Lindsay?" "How is... school?" "What are you studying?" "Hey." "Sorry I'm late." "Traffic." "Uh, that's okay." "We just got menus." "My apologies." "If I had known we were going to be three, I'd have asked the waiter for another one." "Oh, I-I'm sorry it's my fault." "I should have said something earlier." "Nonsense." "I should have assumed Ryan would want to make himself part of this." "I asked him to come." "Look, I can leave if you want." "You've already scammed your way into one of my daughters' lives." "Why stop there?" "This isn't about me." "Isn't it?" "You set this whole thing up." "You came to my office, you show up at dinner." "You went to his office?" "I was just trying to help." "He said that you wanted a relationship with me, but if that were true, he wouldn't be here, so, what is it that the two of you really want?" "Money?" "What?" "A new car?" "An ivy league education." "Have your accomplice here drop by my office with a list of demands." "That should cover it." "Good night." "Hey, Mark, it's Sandy Cohen again." "I know this is my fifth message today, but I'm still up, so if you get this, please call bac" "Thanks." "You going to stay up all night?" "Well, I'm not tired, that's for sure." "No word from your lawyer friend?" "No." "And no confirmation she's dead." "What if she's not?" "What if your suspicions are right?" "One way or another, she's gone." "What is it going to take for you to let her go?" "What are you talking about?" "Rebecca Blume." "The smart, political Jewish woman that you were supposed to marry before you ended up with me." "You're still in love with her." "That is not true." "Then come to bed." "Hello." "Mark." "Hey." "I-I'm sorry to be harassing you, but, you know, time's of the, uh..." "Oh." "No kidding." "Well, thanks for calling back." "All right, take care." "She's dead." "What are you going to do?" "I got to call the professor, but I... oh, I can't tell him this on the phone." "I'm sorry." "It was a long time ago." "Maybe I need to let go of her, too." "I'm going to go." "I won't be long." "Princess Sparkle, you are not going to believe this." "I'm sorry." "Why are you sorry?" "'Cause I made you come to dinner, and I know how much you hate him." "I don't hate him." "Yeah, well, he hates you." "So for you to have gone to his office for me was..." "A mistake." "I really didn't want anything from him." "I just wanted to ask him some questions, you know?" "Stupid stuff." "Maybe I don't need a dad." "You know, I've... gone all this time without one." "I turned out okay." "Right?" "Maybe I could talk to him." "No." "Or ask Kirsten to talk to him." "No." "You've done enough." "More than enough." "And you said it yourself, he's not a good guy." "Yeah, but he's your dad." "You sure I can't..." "I'm sure." "But thanks." "Let me just change my shirt, then we can get out of here." "Your shirt is fine, I'm telling you." "Then why is it sticking to me?" "Am I bleeding?" "Let me see." "Oh, wow." "No, you're not bleeding." "See for yourself." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "What have you done?" "Nothing." "Get out of here, Caleb." "This is my house, my home." "Fine." "You know what then, we'll leave." "You're not going anywhere." "Oh, really?" "Are you going to stop me?" "Yeah, that's what I thought." "Come on, Alex." "Nice house." "Come in." "Hey." "What are you doing here?" "I, um, I came to return something that I stole." "Oh." "You found it." "Great." "Okay, here's the thing." "I know that it's totally creepy." "Okay, I know that." "It was just a very long summer, and I'm sorry, and I will destroy all of them right now." "I just need to find my X-Acto knife." "No, Cohen, don't." "I think they're really good." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "I mean, well, the boobs are a little big, but... well, I mean, aren't they?" "I can redo the boobs." "And, you know, I..." "I'm not so sure about the mask either." "Now that's what I'm talking about." "Yeah?" "So then you don't mind?" "No." "Well, not as long as I have boob approval." "Okay." "Do you mind if I, uh, have one of these?" "Uh, yeah, sure, go ahead." "You can actually have them all, if you want." "Although, maybe it's not such a good idea to tell Zach about them all." "Or any of them." "I was just thinking the same thing." "Yeah, just 'cause, you know, it might upset the partnership and..." "Well, it could be bad for business." "Exactly." "Okay." "I'm going to let you get back to work because I expect my own action figure by Christmukkah." "Oh." "Wow." "Okay." "Well, I'll see what I can do." "Thanks, Cohen." "Hey, Professor." "Well, any chance you could meet me tonight?" "How about my office?" "I'll see you then." "Hey." "How was dinner?" "I wouldn't know." "Caleb took off before we could order." "'Cause you punched him in the face?" "No." "But you wanted to." "I could tell you wanted to." "That's good." "Hey, listen, man, he deserved it, I'm sure." "I love the guy, but come on." "He's Lex Luthor." "Oh, it's my fault." "I keep trying to help." "I keep making everything worse." "Well, Ryan, that's what heroes do, okay." "What else are you going to do with fists of fury, homework?" "The dishes?" "How'd it go with Zach?" "Great, until Summer came over and stole my sketchbook." "What?" "What'd she do?" "Well, I thought she was going to get a restraining order, but it turns out, she's just going to get her own action figure." "So she liked it." "Yeah." "Think Summer and I may be taking a step forward in our relationship." "And knowing us, Lindsay and I will probably take a step back." "Hey." "So between the two of us..." "We're right back where we started." "Well, at least we haven't lost any ground." "Except you on me." "Here we go." "Well, I see you've got your hands full." "I'm sorry to have called you here so late." "Oh, no, actually, Sanford, I was going to call you." "I have something to show you." "What is it?" "Sandy Cohen." "Rebecca."