It's almost impossible to know where to start. My name is Bella Banks. I'm sixteen years old. I live in New Rawley. I go to Edmon High. And I'm your daughter." This wasn't in the first letter. Suddenly Bella is sixteen. I guess that's why she got to drive Ryder's car. Extreme close-up on Scout as he uses his Adam's apple to gouge his eyes into tiny fits of tears. The jaw is a-flexing, people. Scout went to the Andrew McCarthy School For Onscreen Sobs. "I know this may be hard for you to believe, but it's simply the truth. All my life, I've wondered about you. Who you are. The color of your eyes. Your hair. Your voice. Are you tall? Do your hands look like mine? And the other day, there you were. You drove into our gas station in New Rawley and I spoke to you." Pieces of Scout's jaw shatter from the strain, and scratch the paint of the Corvette. His eyes widen even further, because that's what Andrew taught him. The drier the eyes, the quicker the "tears." "It all happened so fast. I couldn't find the words to say hello." Bella is bragging about her crying abilities and shedding real tears right in front of Scout. Oh, Bella. You really had us at "hello." You didn't have to keep going. But she does. She's not done. "But I want you to know that I've led a good life. The man who raised me is strong and loving. And he's looked after me since my mother left about ten years ago. I guess I'm writing you this letter because I wanted you to know that I exist." Scout exhales through his tears because he's so touched. "So take from it what you will. All I hope is that someday you'll wonder about me, too. Love, Bella." She wipes off her little Blair Witch nose. She says the letter went "something like that." Scout smiles proudly. "You remembered it?" "I've written that letter like, twenty times, Scout. Since I've seen him. In my head. And I guess I just wanted to write it on paper, so I had someone to say it to." Scout says she does have someone to say it to. "No, I don't because I'm never gonna send it, Scout." Scout says, "Mmm," and shakes his head so a tear falls down to his smile. She says she meant what she said in the letter. She loves her life, and doesn't want to do anything to change it. "So, promise me." He starts to disagree. "Scout, promise me." He promises and wipes his nose. "I have been a jerk about this whole thing. I have only thought about how my life would become complicated." He says that his dad would be very disappointed in him right now. She smiles, looks down, and says, "Guess we knocked down a few bricks, huh?" He says they did. Where are the bricks? There's a wall? Will walks up, as he's contractually obligated to ruin every moment where they might kiss again, and leans against the car with a sigh. He pulls that, "Man, I've got bad news...no I don't!" thing and pulls out Bella's letter. She hugs him and thanks him profusely. She takes the letter and rips it into tiny pieces. Scout and Will look on incredulously. "Kinda had it memorized," she says. Everyone laughs and gets back into the stolen car, but Bella is still holding onto the pieces, which means she'll probably leave it in the car and Ryder will tape it together and figure out what's going on. Will drives this time, ensuring one more broken law before curfew.