The boys are now lifting the heavy boat and bringing it back on land. Excellent. Yes, boys. Lift. Lift and look longingly at each other. That's real nice. Good. Will's best friend/boyfriend Sean stands by a tree and tries to act like he's not there. In the fuzzy distance, Will works a kink out of his back. Yes. Very nice. Stretch deeper, Will. Get in on that back muscle. It looks tired. Sean watches Will stretch. Will turns to touch someone's hand as they walk away and he sees Sean. Close-up on Sean looking away, awkwardly, because it's hard for him to talk to Will now. He's changed, somehow. He's not sure if he's the special person in Will's life anymore, what with his big friends and new life and all. Sean glares at Will, and Will awkwardly walks over. He touches his own face, as if he's trying to figure out just how to say these things to his jilted boyfriend. "Will, what are you doing here?" Sean asks. Sean asks if Will is going to Rawley. "Yeah." "I saw you rowin' across the lake," he says, like "rowin' across the lake" means "fucking that other boy." "Since when?" Sean spits. "Since I got a scholarship," Will replies. Sean asks when Will was going to tell him about it, and if he's not good enough for Will now. Will tries to stammer out excuses, but Sean keeps interrupting him with "I can't believe"s and "When"s. Sean leans back against the tree: "Gah. This really sucks, man." Sean looks away and pouts. Finn walks up to Will and says into his tiny microphone that it's time for Will to do something with shells. I don't know crew talk. "Hundred percent commitment," he says to Will, as if Will had been trying to get out of shell duty. Sean scoffs at the percentage. He looks down and up as if to say, "Whipped." "Look, I'd better go," Will says. "We'll talk later. I'll explain everything." Will turns to go and Sean says, "Go. I wouldn't want to screw up your commitment!" This hurts Will's heart, and he has to turn and stand behind some flowery branches. "I'm real sorry, man," he says, and runs off towards the waiting Finn. Oh. They broke up by a tree, y'all. That's so sad.
Down the old time-y road, we happen upon the Friendly's. Scout is inside, bussing a table. He picks up a Coke glass and looks out the red windowpanes. Bella is working on a car from 1957. She bends over and shows us the flesh between her butt and her strappy top. Scout looks longingly at her. He smiles. Then the smile stops. We see Bella walking over to Sean. They are both smiling all big, but we can't hear what they are saying. Close-up on Scout as he swallows, blinks. Sean touches Bella's hair. She laughs. Scout bites the insides of his cheeks. He looks down in pain. His hand has become stuck in some gum under the table. "Gross," he moans. He walks back to the counter (sans gum) as Sean walks in behind him and sits at a table with some friends. Scout walks over to Sean's table and asks what he can get for them. Sean says, "Hey, you new here?" Scout says that he is, and that he goes to Rawley. Close-up on Sean as he squints and says, "What are you doing here?" He lets out an exhale on "here" so we know he's all tough. Sean makes a joke about Scout's needing money to repair his dad's Ferrari. "Do you need menus, or are you just here to brighten my day?" Scout asks. "We been coming here all our lives, Skippy," Sean brags, as if that's something to be proud of. He drawls out the "s" in lives because he thinks he's John Malkovich. Scout says that he must know what he wants. Sean, of course, orders four hamburgers and four COKES. Scout says, "Coming right up," and walks away to some cowboy acoustic bad-ass strumming. Ooh.