Back in the game, Nathan desperately tries to get Tim to pass him the ball, but the other team has him blocked in. The virtual commentator who magically shows up in the ether during the game tells me that Tim's trying to get the ball to Nathan but, whoa, oh, wow, Smith passes to Luke, who scores a jump-shot. Karen smiles in the stands. Dadzilla broods better than anyone on the show. He's pissed that Luke scored the basket instead of Nathan. Holy crap. The team wins the freaking game -- shouldn't that be the point, Dadzilla? The narrator says, "Lucas Scott is really starting to gel with this team!" Nathan bitches Tim out. Tim takes it like the bitch-whipped boy he is.
Blah Tim whines, blah Nathan gives him the cold shoulder, blah Tim grovels, blah Nathan acts like an ass. What's up -- why is Tim the only kid with a heavy accent? And why is it that we always have to pretend not to notice that kind of stuff?
Karen stands with Lucas. Deb hovers in the background, watching them. She looks very well put-together, like a Booster mother. Karen asks her son, "So, are you excited?" Luke: "Why, because we won?" Karen: "No, because there's running water in the locker room. We're going to be roughing it until tomorrow." See, Karen's got a great attitude. Luke laughs. Nathan walks over to his parents. He says, "What's up, Dad?" Dadzilla looks him up and down, sort of half shakes his head, bites his lip a bit, and then walks away. Without saying a word. Not even a grunt. How is that anyway to treat your son? Honestly? Why wouldn't the son grow up to be an asshole if his father treats him like this? Anyway. Deb smiles and says, "Nice game, sweetie." Nathan snits, "Try telling that to Dad." You can hear Karen out of the shot saying, "I'll see you later." Nathan walks up to Luke and says, "Two decent games in a row, man, you getting better or is it just luck?" Luke just stares at him. "Team's going to party tonight at my parents' beach house." Luke squints: "Why are you telling me that?" Nathan snaps, "Because I said 'the team,' right." Luke squints some more. Nathan continues, "Look, it's going to be a long season, all right, might as well deal with it." And then he walks away. Luke squints after him.
Credits. Blah trying to be all that they want to be lately, blah, something else, blah stupid lyrics blah.
Luke and Haley have Keith's tow truck. I honestly can't imagine how driving that monster around is remotely economical. Haley's got a cute little green hat. She says, "The guys kidnapped you, trashed your court, threatened you with bodily harm -- party, yeah, sure, why not." Please note, that sarcasm was intended. Luke tosses a casual hand over the top of the wheel. "Okay, listen, I know it's all a set-up, all right, but I'm not going to let him screw with me, whatever he dishes out he's going to get back double." I guess even the idea of the high road has been absolutely abandoned. Where's Jake? Shouldn't he be magically appearing with his magical pixie-dust-inspired sensible advice right about now? Haley broaches the subject very demurely when she says, "Do you think maybe" -- and she looks down -- "maybe he's had a change of heart?" Luke stares straight ahead: "That requires a heart." Um, not -- it actually requires heartstrings, which I'm sure Dadzilla forgot to install when he built Nathan in his own image.