NARRATOR: Previously on One Tree Hill: DEB: Were you robbed?
BROOKE: Last night. You can't tell anyone, okay?
Deb, you own a gun, right?
I want you to teach me how to use it.
BROOKE: Shoplift much? - I don't know what you're talking about.
What are you doing? Get off, bitch.
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.
Where do you think you're going?
Apparently my mom's dating some freak she met online.
I'm gonna find out who this jerk is. And when I do, it's gonna get ugly.
I used to put all my little treasures in here. Now you can too.
JAMIE: Can you help me make a cape? Quentin really likes mine.
I thought maybe we can make one for him too.
Have a nice night.
[PHONE RINGS]
- Oh, my God. - Lucas, what is it?
Quentin Fields was shot tonight.
He's dead.
[PHONE RINGING]
WOMAN [IN VOICE-O VER]: Quentin Fields was a basketball player.
He was also a son, a brother...
... somebody's teammate, somebody's friend.
I didn't know Quentin Fields.
And I guess now I never will.
Hey, did anybody call you?
- Yeah. - Is it true?
Is Quentin really...?
Is he dead?
Yeah.
Come on in.
Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren't you anymore?
If you were suddenly gone, how would your world react?
Q, where the hell are you, man?
Just tell me I didn't drag myself out of bed for nothing.
Call me back.
Whatever you imagined is wrong.
Hey. What are you doing here?
Haley, what happened?
There's nothing romantic about death.
Grief is like the ocean.
It's deep and dark and bigger than all of us.
And pain is like a thief in the night.
What am I gonna tell my students?
What am I gonna tell Jamie? He loves Quentin.
He's making him a cape.
I'll do it.
No.
We should do it together.
Hey, Coach Luke is back. What's happening, coach?
Hey, guys...
...we have to tell you something.
What's wrong, Mama?
It's about Quentin, son.
Listen, Quentin had an accident, Jamie.
What kind of accident?
Is he gonna be okay?
No, he's not okay. He...
His body stopped working...
...and he's gone now.
He's gone to heaven, okay? And we're not gonna be able to see him anymore.
What about the Ravens? You think he's gonna play anymore?
Oh, Jamie.
He died, honey.
He can't play anymore.
And Mommy and Daddy are incredibly sad about it.
So it's okay if you're sad too.
I know that he loved you very much...
...and I know that you're gonna miss him.
And we're really gonna miss him too.
But what about his cape?
Oh, Jamie...
Honey. Honey, listen to me.
He's gonna like it. You'll see.
No, no, no. Hey.
Hey, I'm sorry, you guys. There's been a misunderstanding.
They're... Hey. These clothes are not free!
We're just taking inventory.
Brooke Davis, have you lost your mind?
It's my store. They're my clothes. I can do what I want.
- But what are you doing? - We're having a sale.
For one day and one day only, everything in the store is freaking free.
Hey! No!
Do you wanna talk about it?
- Haley told me about your mom. - No.
As a matter of fact, I don't wanna talk.
There's nothing left to say. My mom's a bitch.
She's a horrible, selfish bitch.
Happy now? Was that a good talk?
- Why are you yelling at me? - I'm gonna need my key back too.
- What? - My house key.
You moved out, right?
I can't have people coming and going like some kind of Rachel Gatina crack den.
Okay, Brooke, I understand that you're upset...
...but is there something else that's going on?
I just need to feel safe in my house, that's all.
So I need your key.
Fine.
What do you want, Peyton? What is it that you are doing here?
I came here to tell you...
...that one of Lucas' basketball players was killed last night.
Quentin Fields.
And Luke's a mess.
I just thought you'd wanna know.
I don't know what to say to any of you. I didn't know what to say to my son...
...who loved Quentin just as much as many of you do...
...so if you wanna talk about how you're feeling...
What's the point?
I mean, he's gone, right?
Some idiot just shot him and now he's gone forever.
So, what's the point?
There is no point.
You think you can fool me? Huh?
You think you can spoil my plan to get Jamie...
...with your stupid defective heart?
Well, you can't.
I have a new plan.
I'm not gonna have to take Jamie after all.
He's gonna come right to me.
And why would he do that?
Because poor Grandpa Dan is dying...
...and his last dying wish is to say goodbye to his sweet little grandson.
And then what?
In a few months, I'll be dead.
And when they can't find Jamie, they'll start looking for you.
And then you'll be the fugitive that you don't wanna be.
Mm. I've decided I can live with that.
By then I'll have a six-month head start with my son.
When life gives you lemons, you can't be a sourpuss.
It won't work.
They won't bring Jamie to see me.
In case you've forgotten, I'm a murderer.
Remember?
Besides, my grandson's afraid of me.
Not according to this.
Found this in your jacket.
It looks like Jamie loved you almost as much as he loves me.
What's he gonna do, drive himself out here?
What are you gonna do about the person who brings him?
Well, I sincerely hope it's Haley. But I'm not gonna do anything.
Dan Scott, however, is going to kill that person.
At least that's what it'll look like.
I mean, in case you've forgotten, you're a murderer.
Remember?
SKILLS: I was gonna tell him I was proud of him.
You know, last night when you came by the office...
...and I said I'd just talk to Q tomorrow?
I was gonna tell him how far he's come and how proud I was of him for that.
You're supposed to get tomorrow. You know?
And that kid was just 17 years old. His life hadn't even started yet.
And the phone rings in the middle of the night and he's just gone.
It's just wrong, Luke.
It's impossible and just wrong.
I feel like I let him down.
I asked him to be a good example and good teammate.
And then I go and get suspended?
Yeah, but you was defending him, though.
I was failing him.
He's got a little brother.
He's got parents.
How does a mother ever breathe again?
Can I have this?
I think he'd like that.
CARRIE: I like your beach house, by the way. Amazing view.
Yes, I've been there. Where do you think I got your gun from?
Bedside table, under the Suburban Filth catalog.
Their bras are sexy, huh?
Why don't you have kids?
You're young, attractive, crazy as a crap-house rat, but still...
You could have a little boy of your own.
Hell, I might even be able to help you out.
[DAN CHUCKLES]
I am really going to enjoy killing you.
Go ahead and play.
Stay in the yard, okay?
Hi.
- They gave me a present. - What are you playing?
Basketball.
What's your name?
James Lucas Scott. What's yours?
Well, everyone calls me Dre, but my real name is Brandon Andre Fields.
Quentin was my brother.
Quentin was my friend.
I'm making him a cape.
WOMAN: Coach Scott?
I'm Quentin's mother, Denise.
Ma'am.
I wanted to thank you for standing up for my boy the way you did in that last game.
It's a shame that we have to meet like this.
Yes, ma'am, it is.
Coach Taylor?
Quentin always had so many nice things to say about you. And you too, Nathan.
I really appreciate you boys coming here.
But I mostly wanted to say thank you to this one.
My son has always loved basketball.
But I gotta tell you, when I came home and found him reading a book...
...it just about gave me a heart attack.
He said, "Mama, Mrs. James Scott, she don't play."
He said, "She almost as bad as you are."
I realize that you were all trying to help my boy...
...live up to the greatness that God gave him...
...and you should be proud of that.
Your strength is inspiring.
My strength is from Jesus Christ.
I am gonna miss my baby boy for the rest of this life.
But I know we are gonna see him again and our faith will see us through.
I'm gonna be a musician when I grow up.
I'm gonna play basketball.
Yeah. I might do that too.
My mom makes the best spaghetti in the world.
My mom makes good macaroni and cheese.
My grandpa can whistle really loud.
My Grandma Deb wears really tight pants.
My favorite animal is a cheetah.
Mine's a rabbit. Or a tiger.
Or a raven.
Yeah, a raven.
I'm not going in there. It's too sad.
- What color is the cape? - Red.
Cool.
HAYLEY: Jamie. Come on, buddy.
Time to go.
Bye.
I'll be right back.
Hey.
You're a good boy, you know that?
- Hey. - Hey.
Everyone's just kind of hanging out downstairs.
Yeah.
I just thought maybe Jamie wanted to finish this.
I was also thinking that maybe he shouldn't go to the funeral.
It's just gonna be so sad and final.
Well, that's what death is, Hales.
I know, but he's 5 years old and he still sees a better world than we do.
Well, not to mention, wakes and funerals really creep me out.
For you, it's clowns. For me, it's old dead guys.
You know, my mom's grandfather died when I was around Jamie's age.
And so my whole family's at the wake and we're kneeling in front of the casket...
...and I'm really scared...
...because there's this old dead guy just a few feet away from me.
Anyway my mom's crying, and my dad, he says a couple words...
...and then he leans forward and he kisses the corpse.
And now I'm totally freaked out.
And then he turns to me and he says:
Kiss your great-grandfather, son.
- He didn't make you? - Yeah.
It's my dad.
"Kiss the 100-year-old dead guy in makeup."
- Dan sucks. - Yeah.
So maybe you're right.
Maybe Jamie should sit this one out.
I'm so sorry.
I wanted to see you as soon as I found out.
It's okay. Thank you, though.
You must be devastated.
I just feel numb, like I'm in a bad dream.
I just wanna wake up. I just want Q to wake up.
Did they...? Have they found the person responsible?
I don't think so.
Look, I probably should be getting back downstairs.
I don't wanna make the day worse for you, Nate or somebody else.
Okay.
Antwon, I'm here for you.
Yeah, you here, Q gone and I'm someplace else.
It's just so hard to accept that things like this happen.
And not just to Quentin, but at all.
Ever.
One out of every 500 people gets assaulted or raped.
There were 30,000 aggravated assaults in our state alone last year.
Seven thousand robberies, 3000 murders, 600 rapes.
It's official. Life sucks and then you die.
I'm sorry.
It's a tragedy. I know it is. I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Hey.
I'm sorry about that.
- Do I need to talk to Jamie? - No, he'll be fine.
You can talk to me, though.
I'm just going through a lot.
Saying goodbye to Angie, and Victoria trying to take the company.
And then I fall down the stairs, and now this.
It's just a lot.
There was a therapist that Nathan and I went to...
...when we were having some problems.
She really helped.
I can give you her number if you want.
Okay.
Okay. Good.
I'm really sorry about everything.
Must have been some fall down the stairs. Does it hurt?
It all hurts.
[EKG FLATLINING]
Get your filthy, murdering hands away from my son.
I don't know what to say to them.
I'm 22 years old...
...and I'm supposed to make sense out of all this for my students?
L... I can't.
You reached Quentin.
And you'll reach them too.
- What's your name? - Sam.
Samantha Walker. I'm new.
Okay. Can you take that desk in the back, please?
Why? What's wrong with this one?
That desk is taken.
Okay.
Quentin...
...he was a great kid.
He was the leader of this team, and I know that he was your friend.
I wish I could take this pain away...
...but I can't.
And I'm sorry.
SKILLS: It's okay to feel angry.
It's okay to feel pain.
It's even okay to hate the person that did this.
But when that anger and that pain and that hate...
...becomes too much for you, you come see me, Nate or Luke.
Understand?
We are your family and we're gonna get through this together.
You guys know that Q was working out with me...
...helping me with my game.
And that's how I'm gonna remember him:
Strong, happy, playing the game he loved.
I want you all to find your own best memories of Q...
...and hold onto them.
Because that's where he still lives...
...and he always will.
Peyton?
Hey.
Hi. Still moving in?
Yeah.
I'm just trying to keep busy and stay preoccupied.
I brought you something.
- Brooke, it's fine. - No, I'm really sorry.
It was a total "F you" transfer from Victoria to you, and you didn't deserve it.
It's fine.
Is that why you threw all your pretty clothes on the street?
Kind of.
If Victoria wants the line that bad, she can have it, you know?
Life's too short.
Hey, I got something for you too.
Come on.
So I had to wrestle two really strong women...
...and a kid in a wheelchair for the couture stuff, but most of it's there.
You can keep them.
Life's too short, Brooke.
To fight. To be miserable.
Don't let the bitter ones change how awesome you are.
You know what?
You guys asked me what the point was...
...to all this school and literature, life...
...and I said there was no point.
And that's not true.
What I should have said was, "I don't know."
Because the truth is, not long ago I sat right where you are...
...and wondered exactly the same things.
When something that's tragic and evil and unexplainable happens...
...like losing someone forever...
...I still wonder.
Just like you do.
Just put your books away. Take out paper and a pen.
Why?
Because this is a literature class.
When archaeologists uncover lost civilizations...
...and they unearth these worlds that have long since been destroyed...
...you know what they find most often?
They find stories, ancient languages, words, inscriptions...
...from people who've been gone for thousands of years...
...because chances are they, like you...
...they wanted to know, "What's the point?"
And they wanted us to know that they were here.
You know, like...
They told their stories and they tried to make sense out of their lives...
...and their worlds and their tragedies.
So that's what we're gonna do.
I want you to write something, anything at all, about Quentin Fields.
If you knew him, write a favorite memory.
If you didn't know him, write what you think the point is of all this...
...for yourself in your life, in your time here.
This is a literature class and that's what writers do.
We put pen to paper in times of devastating tragedy.
We just try to make sense of it.
Maybe we'll find clarity in some of those words.
Maybe we'll find peace.
Who wrote this?
I did.
Give me your marker.
"He who does not weep, does not see."
What's that from?
Les Misérables.
"The miserable ones."
Who's next?
Nice shirt.
Clothes Over Bros, right?
How come you're getting dressed up again?
Because Mommy and Daddy are gonna go to Quentin's funeral...
...and you're gonna go to the sitter's. Remember?
And what happens there exactly? At the funeral?
We're gonna say goodbye to Quentin, honey.
You know, Jamie loved Q.
It's gotta be hard for Nathan and Haley to explain it all to him, you know?
Well, maybe after they explain it to him, they can explain it to me.
How's the team doing?
Not so good.
I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if they forfeit the rest of the season.
It's really nice having you here.
Especially now.
I know we haven't really talked much about the wedding...
Oh, God, Luke. The wedding can wait.
I mean, this is what a marriage is, right? Good times and the bad.
I just wish I could help you somehow.
Peyton, you help me so much without saying a word.
And I love you.
I love you.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Who is it?
NATHAN: Nathan.
- Hi, Nate. - Hi.
Come on in.
It's a tough day, huh?
Yeah.
I wish there was something I could do for you or Haley or Jamie.
Well, actually, we were wondering if there's anything we could do for you.
How do you mean? Why me?
Well, I know that your mom has been pulling some stuff with the company.
I don't know, I guess having dealt with parent insanity...
...I just wanted to check your head.
See how you're doing.
I'm fine. Really.
Yeah? That sounds like something I would say.
Look, this thing with losing Quentin is...
It's hard.
I have a feeling it's gonna be a prominent thing...
...in our lives for a while.
That doesn't mean that your problems are any less important...
...or that all of us aren't here for you.
- Look, like I said... - You're fine.
You can handle it. It's all good.
Look, I hope that's true, and maybe it is, but...
The thing is, the two of us have been down very similar roads.
We were in the same cliques first, we felt the same pressures...
...the same expectations.
Our parents were like children...
...and we both grew into kind of bad versions of ourselves way too fast.
So I think you know I get it.
They never really gave us a chance, did they?
Our parents.
They didn't know how.
Look, the thing is, you made your dream happen, all right?
And even though I didn't quite get there...
...when it was taken away from me, I dealt with it alone.
And that was stupid, selfish and wrong.
So if your mom tries to take your dream away from you...
...and you feel that same pain I did...
...l've sort of been there. Okay?
I'm gonna be kind of pissed off if you don't come talk to me about it.
Anyway, thank you for coming today. It means a lot.
I know you didn't know Quentin...
...but it doesn't surprise me you're thinking about people...
...when all this stuff is going on.
That's not bad for a girl who never had a chance.
Come here.
Jamie, we're going.
I wanna go.
Jamie.
Quentin was my friend and I wanna say goodbye too.
It's gonna be really sad, buddy.
I'm already sad.
You're right.
Quentin was your friend, and a good one.
You should say goodbye.
MAN: The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
...I will fear no evil...
...for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me...
...in the presence of mine enemies.
Thou anointest my head with oil. My cup runneth over.
Goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life...
...and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
We are here to celebrate the homegoing of young Quentin Fields.
DAN: I'm sorry for your loss.
Shut up.
You lost a son.
What was his name?
You know you can't replace him with my grandson.
Somewhere deep down inside, you know he's not coming back.
No matter what you do...
...your son is not coming back.
MAN: Beloved, we are reminded that a man is born...
And I know that in moments like these...
...it is very difficult to think of life in the midst of this time of death.
As we celebrate the life of a brother...
WOMAN: Quentin Fields was a basketball player.
He was also a son...
... a brother...
... somebody's teammate...
... and somebody's friend.
I never knew Quentin Fields...
... and I guess now I never will.
Grief is like the ocean.
It's deep and dark and bigger than all of us.
And pain is like a thief in the night.
Quiet.
Persistent.
Unfair.
Diminished by time and fate and love.
I didn't know Quentin Fields...
... but I'm jealous of him...
... because I see how his absence...
... has affected the people who did know him.
So I know that he mattered to them.
And I know he was loved.
People say Quentin Fields was a great basketball player:
Graceful, fluid, inspiring.
They say on a good night, it almost seemed as though he could fly.
And now he can.
[ENGLISH SDH]