Luke arrives in Woda's room. He looks like an old man lying there on the white sheets and wearing a hospital gown. He's looking at a picture of his wife -- or rather, he's trying to look at a picture of his wife, because his eyes are bad, remember. Luke says cheerfully, "Hey Coach!" Whitey drops the photo and says, "Don't tell me, you lost at the buzzer; they doubled Nathan, and you missed a wide-open loader." Luke looks confused for a minute, but then Whitey tells him that he watched the web cast on Mouth's site. Luke smiles. Woda says, "It was a good loss. Let it go." Pause. "Doc says this eye thing's a little more complicated than they thought it was." Luke wants to know if he's going to be okay. Woda says that they'll see. Luke continues on his path of goodbyes: "Coach, I just wanted you to know that I appreciate everything you've done for me. You believed in me and for that I'll always owe you." Whitey says, "You want to do me a favour? Take care of Keith. He's a good man." Luke says, "So are you, Coach." Whitey holds out his hand to shake on it, but Luke, that old softy, leans in and gives him a Woda-licious hug. Aw.
So, Dan's looking for a little home-cooked comfort, but when he gets home to see Deb, he finds her and Keith wrapped in a cosy post-coital blanket on the floor. Does no one lock the damn door in Tree Hill? He stares at the scene in disbelief and then walks out without saying anything. Keith says, "Dammit!" under his breath and looks down in the direction of, you guessed it, his feet, only they're covered by a blanket, so he can't examine whether or not he needs to clip his toenails.
Are we flashing back, or is this after the game? Because we're in real time now, so I guess Brooke and Nikki are playing pool at the bar. Brooke says coyly, "Question? Who is sexy, talented and knows where Jake is? Oh, I know it's me." Psycho Nikki wants to know, and know now. Brooke offers to play her for it. Nikki doesn't want to play any games, so Brooke saunters over, writes something on a napkin, and passes it to Nikki, who reads it quickly. Brooke burns the napkin for some strange reason; I guess she wants to get rid of the evidence. Nikki says, "Betrayal of Peyton complete. How does it feel?" Brooke bitches, "Feels like you should be gone already, you've got the information you need." Psycho Nikki gives these parting words as "advice": "You know, Brooke, you should really try to be a better person, nobody likes a bitch." Brooke snits a reply and picks up the pool cue. Peyton comes up and says, "Was that Nikki you were talking to?" Brooke turns back and says coldly, "Yeah, I told her where Jake was." But she can't hold it in any longer: "And she bought it just like we planned. It's going to be a long trip to Seattle." Heh. They smile at each other, and Brooke says, "I told you, Peyton, I'm here for you." Peyton says she knows that, and then embraces her friend. Are they back -- I mean, completely back? Because I'm sick to death of the injured Brooke/Peyton crawling back storyline and would be happy never, ever to revisit it again. And if the end result remains Nikki on a cross-country manhunt for Jake that ends up with her never finding him, well, all the better. We've seen enough of her crazy-ass lopsided face carting way too much black eyeliner. Good riddance to her silly stalking ways and ridiculous pretence of being a good mother.