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Previously on The O.C.:

- Hey. - Back from work?

Her mom's threatening to ship her to the insane asylum.

Oh, so now it's my fault.

Talk about what? What is there to talk about?

- Who's Dr. Burke? - Well...

- They wanna keep her under observation. - That's hospital policy.

I guess. It was kind of a bummer.

Good, because you spent the weekend painting Jimmy's house...

You cannot honestly believe that.

Home's probably the last place you wanna be, right?

The questions will be different, but you get it.

If they hadn't airlifted her out, she...

Sorry for wasting your time.

...but there are underlying issues she hasn't been dealing with.

- Scintillating? - In the purest sense of the word.

And we need to talk.

Look, you're from Riverside, right?

He's naked. All right? He's naked, he studies in the nude. It's a Chino thing.

She almost died, Jimmy. How much more harm can she do?

- You know I don't like that Brian. - Ryan.

She's suing me for sole custody. Maybe even supervised visits.

No. I want her to get out of Newport. It's too chaotic for her here.

When I couldn't reach you, I called the office. Jimmy needs some legal advice.

You may not have a choice.

- I'll take them to school. - You can't be late for your first day.

And I wanna live with Dad.

Not now, Mom. I'm studying naked.

You thought juvie was tough.

She's upset. Something with her parents.

You wanna tell me what happened?

- It wasn't his fault. - You keep saying that...

Hey. What are you two doing here?

Excuse me, nurse. When you get a chance, lunch, please.

- Oh, it's over. - Yeah?