Dan races toward Deb in his asshole-mobile. He leaves a message telling her that he's coming over, he wants to talk to her.

The montage music starts again; it's a record, the second one tonight. Usually they just save this stuff up for the end.

Whitey looks at his list. He contemplates his future, scratches out the five hundred, and replaces it with six hundred. Then he unpacks his "Coach Durham" placard and begins to put his pictures back up on the wall.

Brooke and Peyton stand in front of her newly decorated room. They've put up a large photograph of hundreds of kids smiling. Brooke says, "It's like they're all judging you -- you can't hide in here anymore." She turns to face Peyton and says happily, "Lucas should be here soon." Peyton works up some courage. She says, "Brooke, you're my best friend." So? "No, I mean it, you're my best friend, you know that, right?" Of course she does. Brooke says, "What drugs are you on and can I have some?" Oh boy, if she only knew -- it's the love drug and she's having a hard time kicking it. Peyton: "Brooke, I have something I need to tell you."

Nathan and Haley are lying on her bed. Nathan turns on his side, while Haley lies on her back. He asks her what's wrong. She tells him that she had a little disagreement with Lucas. He asks, "About me?" Haley quickly replies, "No, um, just the way he's been acting. He's really disappointing me." Nathan lies on his back and chuckles. What? Nathan says, "Nothing, that's just a little ironic." Haley asks him what's ironic. He replies, "Lucas, being a jerk." How is that ironic? Nathan says, "That used to be my role, right, I mean this whole thing started because I was just trying to mess with Lucas." And I don't know if he realizes how much his saying that bothers Haley, because she turns her head away, and seems concerned.