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[man] Yo, yo, yo! Look sharp, ladies.

Only two more days to enter you and your mama

in West Beverly High's

annual fashion extravaganza

for charity.

Dress cool for your school

in clothes donated by local merchants.

There's something for everyone, from rubber bikinis

to spacious evening gowns for the big-boned woman.

Who would like to cover this oh-so-elegant

mother/daughter fashion show on Saturday?

No editorializing from the editor, please.

Sorry, it would be nice if we could have somebody

do a first person sort of thing.

Why don't you do it, Andrea?

[chuckles] Obviously we need a writer

whose viewpoint is a little less slanted.

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but aren't we supposed to learn

how to report without bias?

I'm not biased. I'm just not interested.

I think it would be good for you.

May I, uh, have a word with you

in my office?

Are you out of your mind?

What are you getting so flustered about?

It'd be good for you to let down your hair,

take off your glasses, wear something stylish.

- What's wrong with my clothes? - Nothing. I just thought

it might be fun for you. - Yeah, well...

Maybe for somebody whose mother lives in Beverly Hills, Brandon.

But I can't bring my mom to this.

It's one thing for me to lie about where I live.

It's a whole other thing for her to.

I didn't think about the mom thing.

You're not thinking, period.

Why don't you say your mom's sick

and go with my mom?

That's a terrible idea.

Is everything all right here?

Who would like to do a piece

on Jim Morrison, uh, dead legends on rock and roll?

I think I hit a nerve.

Good.

Kelly Taylor,

a girl who has everything.

Great body,

great clothes,

and a really great body.

You already said great body.

- What do you think? - That's gorgeous.

That's what happens when your mom

chairs the fashion show.

Well, thanks, Kel.

If they don't work out, I'll see what else I can get.

I want us to dazzle the school.

See you at lunch, okay?

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So... nice clothes.

Oh, totally second string.

I saved the best for you and me.

- Really? You didn't have to. - Come over after school.

They're going to dazzle, but I want us to destroy.

This camera is the eyes of West Beverly High, Scott.

It goes anywhere and everywhere, anytime, anyplace.

- Whatever it takes. - What are you talking about?

A truly behind-the-scenes look

at Kelly Taylor this weekend.

Get over it.

You'll never get in that dressing room.

- Watch me. - But...

What do you think she'll do when you get in there?

I think she'll get off on it.

[Jackie] God, Nina.

I'm just so happy.

For the first time since I can remember,

I'm actually feeling content.

I don't seem to have that empty feeling,

you know, like there should be something more,

that there's something eluding me,

just out of reach.

It's finally coming together. And I say to myself,

whatever it took to get myself here,

it was worth it.

The mistakes weren't mistakes, they were lessons.

Oh, of course.

I have a beautiful daughter whom I adore.

I have this wonderful new man in my life.

You couldn't do better than Don, in every department.

I know. And the funny thing is,

I'm not even looking for sex anymore.

All I want companionship, a feeling of family.

That's why it's so important

that Kelly likes him and respects him.

If you do, she will.

Well, you know how she got along with Jack,

and he tried to be a father to her.

But the point is she'll be out of the house

in two years anyway, so why--

[Kelly] Hi, Mom. Hi, Nina.

- [Jackie] Hi, sweetheart. - Hi, Kelly.

Brenda, this is my mom.

- Jackie. - Hi.

And Nina.

Come here, gorgeous.

Sit.

Kelly, you didn't tell me Brenda was such a knockout.

The two of you must be dangerous together.

Lethal.

So what have you two been up to?

Killing the afternoon.

Your mother has a date with Prince Don,

so she's trying to conserve her energy.

Oh, shut up.

Kelly tells me you're from Minneapolis.

Yeah.

Midwestern girls do well in this town.

Mom grew up in Ohio.

I modeled for a couple years in New York

before I came out here, which is where I met Kelly's dad,

Prince Charming number one.

Mom, I wanted to show Brenda the clothes.

Oh, yes! The Farley, you bet. You'll love it.

God, sometimes I feel like a fashion addict.

Hi, sweetheart. What do you think?

You're wearing a jacket over that, aren't you?

No.

Well, I guess it delivers a message.

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing, you ask my opinion.

I think it's a little much, that's all.

Kelly, you're just like your dad. You are so critical.

You were drinking today with Nina, weren't you?

No comment.

So what is that all about?

It's not about anything.

I just can't believe it,

she is supposed to be your friend.

What's the problem?

Wasn't I a charmer to Brenda today?

Charm is something you don't have to worry about.

Then don't you worry.

Don't forget to lock up and turn on the alarm.

I think I'm gonna be at Don's tonight.

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[Brenda] I'm going to have microwave popcorn for dinner.

Oh, you will not.

Well, that's what Kelly's having.

Then I feel sorry for her. Doesn't her mother cook?

I kind of doubt it.

Seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Oh, Mom, don't give me that look like this town is crazy

and we're the only normal people.

Well, you said it, I didn't.

Kelly's mom remembers

what it's like to be my age, why can't you?

Well, I do, and you are the lucky beneficiary

of my years of experience.

Maybe my life will be different than yours.

Honey, when you start living that life,

you can have microwave popcorn morning, noon and night.

Tonight we're having chicken diablo for supper.

The voice of experience

advises you to get it while you can.

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[slam]

- Mom? - Kelly!

Mom, what is it?

Don and I broke up last night.

What happened?

Obviously, I'm not enough for him,

he wants to see other women, younger ones, I'm sure.

- It's his loss. - Look, do me a favor

and call Eileen, and cancel my hair appointment.

Um, uh,

Call Bill Hutkins at the accounting firm

and tell him we'll have to reschedule.

I'm supposed to be playing tennis with Alison Freemont.

You know the number, look it up in my book.

Tell her I'm sick, I can't even talk to her today.

Kelly! Kelly get up here!

Did you dump this?

- No. - I demand an explanation.

You said that you stopped.

Don't you tell me what I should or should not be doing.

I am a grown women

and I will not have my daughter

play cop in my own house.

I think you should call your sponsor.

Well, thanks for the advice, little Miss AA.

I was just trying to help.

Then please just do those three tiny favors for me,

so I can rest up and be my gracious, witty self

for all of your friends at the luncheon tomorrow.

How many other mothers volunteer their time like I do?

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Okay. See you at school. Bye.

Honey, don't you have something that's a little nicer to wear?

Mother, this is nice.

You know, Kelly's mom has a great sense of fashion.

Did I ever tell you she used to be a model?

About 50 times.

Why do you dislike her so much?

Honey, I don't even know her, but from what you described

I suspect we don't have a lot in common.

[chuckles] You are so judgmental.

No, I'm not. I'm just saying we're different.

But you're saying your different is better than hers, aren't you?

Why are you picking a fight with me?

I am not fighting.

It's just that you are so closed-minded.

We move to a new city,

and just because they don't eat dinner at 6:00

and they wear expensive clothes and drive nice cars,

you think there's something wrong with them.

I can't change who I am to suit the neighborhood.

- [Brandon] Brenda, let's go! - I'm coming!

Look, Mom, I just wish that--

What?

Nothing. I gotta go. I'm late for school.

- Take a muffin! - No!

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I'm thinking about wearing it back...

[David] It's the blonde hair that gets me the most.

I have this incredible urge to just sniff it.

[Scott] You better not be recording any of this.

- Kelly! Kelly Taylor! - What?

How about a pre-show interview for the video yearbook?

Sorry, I've got too much to do.

What about tomorrow morning?

Maybe.

I'll see you in the dressing room.

Wow! Look at you!

I used to think that girls who brushed their hair in class

were immature, insecure and unhygienic.

Now I realize it's clearly a matter of necessity.

- It looks good. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Um...

You know, you really got to me yesterday.

So does that mean you want to take me up on my offer?

If it still holds.

Sure. Come on over for dinner.

What about your mom? It's such an imposition.

Trust me, my mother loves company.

6:00, okay?

Great. And thanks, Brandon.

It's a great opportunity

to be able to write about something

outside the realm of my normal experience.

Yeah, it's a real character builder.

See you tonight.

Brenda! Hey, you want a ride?

I would love one.

Do you care if we hang out at your house today?

Why? It's such a drag compared to yours.

My mom's getting on my nerves.

Kelly, your mom is cool. You've nothing to crib about.

But you're not her daughter.

Yeah, well, sometimes I wish I was.

It would be great to have a mom that's more like a friend.

Yeah it has its moments.

And not just any friend.

A friend who loves clothes and buys them for you

because she knows how important they are to you.

Who you can talk to about guys,

and not have to leave out any of the good parts.

Who treats you like an equal.

Kelly, I don't think you know how lucky you really are.

Well, maybe it looks that way,

but sometimes it can be tough.

I mean, I have problems

that you don't have to worry about.

Like what? So many clothes, so little time?

Yeah.

Do you think your mom would care if I stayed for dinner?

She'll make you clean your plate.

- Good. - [laughs]

[Kelly] Something smells like anchovies.

Mom, you know I hate anchovies.

There's just a trace amount in here, for flavor.

- Did you see me put that in? - No. It's just that I developed

this extremely acute sense of smell

after I got my nose...

Corrected.

You've got to be kidding.

- I'm going to order out, okay? - You are not!

Brenda, we just ever order out

because my mother is a disaster in the kitchen.

Is the olive oil in the salad dressing first press?

It's time for you girls to set the table.

There'll be six of us. Your brother's bringing a guest.

- Who? - Andrea.

Andrea Zuckerman?

Mm-hmm.

[Cindy] Anybody for more?

No, it's wonderful. You're a terrific cook.

Well, thank you.

You hear that, Brenda?

You should try using

fresh oregano in the sauce next time.

- It'd be really killer. - Thank you,

I'll take that into consideration.

Mom, I wanted to ask you something,

and I wanted Brenda to be here,

'cause it kind of affects her, too.

- Oh, what's that? - Well, you see,

Andrea's writing this first-person account

about the mother/daughter fashion show tomorrow,

but her mother has to work, right?

Right, and so Brandon thought

that maybe I could join you and Brenda tomorrow,

if you don't mind.

[chuckles] Wait a second.

What mother/daughter fashion show?

- I haven't had the time... - The charity thing.

Didn't you tell her?

Not yet.

[Cindy] First I've heard of it.

What about you? Are you going with your mother?

Well, my mom's kind of the chairperson of the event.

I see.

Brenda, why didn't you tell us?

- I guess I forgot. - Look, it's okay.

It wasn't a great idea for a story anyway.

No, Andrea, I'd love to have you join us.

In fact, I insist.

Is she somehow embarrassed about me? Is that what it is?

No, of course not. She's out of her element here.

She doesn't quite know how to behave.

She's so enamored of Kelly Taylor's mother.

I don't know what she expects of me.

Hey, don't take it so personally.

You have to admit it was pretty personal, Jim.

Brenda only has one mother.

Would you give her a chance to make it up to you?

- Daughter to mother. - Hi.

Hi.

I'll just leave you two alone.

Can I help?

No. No, everything's done.

Mom...

I'm really sorry.

I didn't think it would be anything that you wanted to do.

Brenda, I don't care about the stupid fashion show.

But what is it about me

you suddenly find so embarrassing?

Nothing.

I might be a little more down-to-earth

than some of the other mothers in this town.

But trust me, Brenda, that's nothing to be ashamed of.

Or to be so proud of.

Mom.

You may not believe this,

but you were more Beverly Hills in Minneapolis

than you are in Beverly Hills.

I mean, if this fashion show was back home,

you would probably be running it.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I have been overreacting to this place.

So, are you coming with me tomorrow?

Honey, there's nothing I'd rather do.

Let's go overreact together, okay?

Okay.

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Damn it, Mom. You locked the deadbolt.

[knocks]

Mom!

Mom?

Oh, Max! Max!

Get away! Go away!

Get out of my face!

[sighs]

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom!

Mom, get up.

Jackie, wake up!

Mom!

Leave me alone. I'm sleeping.

[soft music]

Thanks, baby. I'm really tired.

Hang up everything nice, okay?

All right, Mom.

Just get some rest for tomorrow, okay?

Hello, Nina? It's Kelly.

Fine. No, not fine.

I can't get my mom out of bed.

Yes, I know she broke up with Don,

but the show starts in two hours,

and she is a total mess.

I haven't seen her this bad

since she went into Timber Hills.

[Jackie moans]

Mom? Mom, get up.

No, please just five more minutes,

just five more itty-bitty minutes.

I can't believe you just sat there

and let her drink yesterday.

Who is that?

It's Nina.

My life is falling apart, and I'm hosting a fashion show.

I'll call you later.

Come on. Hurry up, we're gonna be late.

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

Mom, what are you doing?

I just need a jump-start.

Jack would cut off your alimony

if you start using again.

So, who are you? His lawyer?

No, but you wouldn't want him to find out, would you?

So don't tell him!

Kel, what are you doing to me?

I'm trying my best to be Miss Congeniality by noon

and you're threatening me. - It's not a threat.

It's just that you promised.

Okay, I'm sorry, all right?

But don't hang me for one bad night.

I deserve a little love and support

from my own daughter, don't you think?

[murmuring]

Mom, my earrings are over there. Can you get them?

Sure, Donna. Get into your first outfit, please.

Do you want the gold ones, Donna?

[everyone talking at the same time]

Mom, you look great.

Well, I guess it's about time.

Oh, sweetheart, you look outrageous.

- Really? - Oh, yes.

Where did Kelly's mom get these clothes?

I don't want to give this back.

She's so amazing, Mom,

I can't wait for you to meet her.

If she ever gets here. I can't believe they're so late.

I wonder how much this costs. Not that I consider buying it.

Why not? You deserve it.

Could you just help me clasp this?

- Yeah. - Thanks.

Smart and beautiful. It's just not fair.

Get out of here. It's just the dress.

No, really, Andrea. You look gorgeous.

Really? Thanks.

I didn't want to forget that moment.

[laughs]

And now for the piece de resistance.

Wow!

I don't know.

I think I may kill myself without these.

That's okay. I like them. I think they're very you.

Yeah, well, I kind of like them, too.

Boy, there sure are a lot of women around here.

Dad, there's nothing but women around here.

A lot of really beautiful women.

I think we should grab our seats before someone figures out

we're not supposed to be here.

Good idea.

[everyone talking at the same time]

What's he doing here?

I'm looking for Kelly Taylor.

I'm supposed to interview her before the show.

She's not in here.

Hey, where is Jackie anyway?

- I can't believe we are so late. - I don't want to hear it.

There you are. Five minutes.

- All right. - I've got to find a bathroom,

tell everybody I will be there.

Mom.

Okay, mother/daughter fashion show,

charitable cause or just another superficial sleaze fest?

Yes. No!

Well, which is it?

[sniff]

Excuse me.

Mom, Kelly just got here with her mother.

I want to introduce you, okay?

Brenda, I'd be glad to meet her.

I saw her come in with Kelly just a few minutes ago.

- Sorry I'm late, everybody. - So nice of you to make it.

- There she is. - Here are your numbers.

Please, stay in order

or I'll be announcing the wrong outfits and names.

- Come on. - I should meet her another time.

- Why? - Honey, she's terribly busy.

Won't you even make an effort, Mom?

I really want you guys to be friends.

- I know you do, but I... - come on.

- Jackie, hi. - Darling, you look fabulous.

Thanks. I want to introduce you to my mother. Cindy Walsh.

How do you do?

Hello, Cindy.

Brenda's told me so much about you.

Good luck out there. You guys look fabulous.

- I guess she's pretty busy. - It's okay.

Okay, pay attention to your numbers.

We're about to begin.

[upbeat music and applause]

Welcome to the 15th annual

West Beverly High mother/daughter fashion show.

[applause]

That's a mother?

Kelly's mother.

My name is Jackie Taylor.

The fashions you'll be seeing tonight

are on generous loan from local merchants.

And of course, everything is for sale,

but then, what isn't?

- [murmuring] - With no further elaboration,

I give you the mother/daughter fashion plates

of West Beverly High.

Stepping into the bright lights of high fashion,

we have Celia and Nadine Krauss

wearing clothes and accessories from Sonia's California Closet.

[applause]

Oh, loosen up, ladies.

I'm supposed to be describing this evening wear as dangerous.

[woman] That's a little bit rude.

[Jackie] Let's see.

I now take you on a fashion safari.

No, that's not right.

Excuse me, that spot is right in my eyes.

They wouldn't even let us in here to rehearse the lighting

without charging us for a full day, do you believe that?

- Jeez. - [Jackie sighs heavily]

From the office to the opera,

these Alex Kallas originals merge practicality and panache.

Hello, Lisa and Linda Burns.

[applause]

Don't we look marvelous?

She is being rude.

Shake it, ladies.

Shake it.

I think she must be on something out there.

From the wilds of Minneapolis, welcome Cindy and Brenda Walsh,

who are joined by Angela Zuckerman...

Andrea Zuckerman,

all in evening wear designed by Farley.

[applause]

Wow! They look great!

I don't believe it!

[applause]

Isn't that the girl who was at our house

for dinner last night?

I'm not sure anymore.

I don't know if any of you remember,

but about 18 years ago,

I was the Farley girl.

That's back when I was about 20,

and that's back when 20 was still considered young.

Of course now, it's positively over the hill.

Donna and Nancy Martin are wearing beachwear

from Susie's Surf Shop.

Now, men, it's a funny thing.

Men have modeling careers well into their 50s.

But then

it's a man's world, isn't it?

I wonder if any of you movers and shakers out there

would care to tell me exactly

why women get so exploited in this town?

I imagine there must be one or two of you

who could still stand to be with a woman after 30!

But maybe I'm wrong.

Would you get the damn spot out of my eyes?

[murmuring]

Kelly, is she all right?

No.

Here we are. From the wilds of Minneapolis,

welcome Cindy and Brenda Walsh

and, uh, Andrea Zuckerman,

all in evening wear by Farley.

Mom, you said that already.

Hello!

Cindy and Brenda and Andrea.

[woman] She doesn't even realize...

You're not going to let me die out here, are you?

[woman] Oh, no!

[sighs]

Okay.

Next.

Damn it, Mom.

Kelly!

[ominous music]

Kelly, stop!

Brenda, just leave me alone!

Kelly, please!

Kelly, tell me what's going on.

Brenda, I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen.

- When? - It doesn't matter.

You probably wouldn't have believed me anyway.

You think my mom's so amazing.

Can't you see it's just an act?

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

You must think I'm so stupid.

[sobbing] No.

You usually can't tell.

She does a great job of hiding it.

She was supposed to have quit using over a year ago,

but the past week it's been pretty bad.

And this...

I can't go back to school on Monday.

Yes, you can.

No, I can't,

not after she made such a fool of herself up there.

It's going to be all over the place.

Kelly, people forget.

[Kelly] But I don't.

And I can't forgive her either.

Brenda, my mother doesn't love me.

Kelly, that is not true.

What do you know?

You have no idea what it's like to live with an alcoholic!

You probably think everybody's family

is just perfect like yours.

My family is not perfect.

Well, at least they're sober,

and right now, that would be perfect enough for me.

I just don't know what to do.

I mean, I can't go back home

and live with her like this.

I know what happens. It only gets worse.

[sad music playing]

My cousin Carrie is an alcoholic.

She is?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I never told you because,

frankly, it's not your business,

but I know what a time she's been through.

Every day is a struggle.

Same for my mom.

Carrie got treatment.

She told everybody she's getting her appendix out.

My mom said she was going to a spa.

It's ridiculous to have to make up stories

about something like this.

It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's a disease.

When you're sick, you get help.

no excuses or apologies are necessary.

I'm sorry, but I'm just so tired of it being my problem.

I have enough problems of my own.

Kelly, can I tell you something?

What?

I think you're totally amazing.

I mean, I look at you at school,

and I think that you have the most perfect life and...

In a million years I never would have suspected

that you had one single problem.

Well, obviously I do.

I know, that's why I think you're the strongest person

I've ever met.

You always look like you're having more fun than anybody.

Really?

Yeah.

Sometimes I am,

and sometimes I know that I'm not.

Can I be honest with you?

Sure.

I never knew you were so pretty.

Thanks.

[keyboard music playing]

Is he going to stop playing that?

Jim!

Excuse me.

- Isn't there another button? - I don't know. I can't see one.

It's this one, but I think it's stuck.

I need something else to get it.

Jim, I have one very troubled girl down there,

and you are not helping the situation.

I know, Mom, we're in cha-cha hell.

There's something wrong with the rhythm section.

There. Problem solved.

[doorbell rings]

If that's my mom, I'm not here, okay?

Don't you even want to talk to her?

I have nothing more to say.

- Hello, Cindy. - Hi.

I wondered if Kelly might be here.

Jackie, hi.

Hi, Brenda. Is Kelly here?

No, Kelly's not here.

No, I think she is.

I'd like to see my daughter, please.

Yes, of course, Jackie. Please, come in.

Go find Kelly, Brenda.

Mom.

Brenda, now.

You have a lovely home.

Thank you.

I can only imagine what you must think of me.

I don't even know you.

I generally have a wonderful sense of humor.

I guess it misfired this afternoon.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, sweetheart.

Excuse me.

I'm not coming home.

Kelly,

I am sorry.

I don't care.

- Sorry is not enough anymore. - What do you want me to do?

You want me to get down and beg forgiveness?

- I'll do anything it takes. - No.

Honey.

You know how much I love you.

How is that possible, Mom?

You don't even love yourself.

I know you're upset. You have a right to be.

I, uh,

slipped up.

Oh, is that what you call it

when you humiliate yourself in front of the entire school?

It's my humiliation. Why can't it be my problem?

You don't have to go to school

with those people on Monday

whispering behind my back.

I think you're exaggerating the situation.

Things finished quite smoothly.

Yeah, right. According to you.

But I don't care, because you broke a promise to me

and you broke a promise to yourself.

I'm not going to live with a mother I can't trust.

What do you want from me?

You want me to take a breathalyzer test

when I come home at night, to test my urine for drugs?

I want you to go back to Timber Hills.

It's just like last time.

You think you can control it, but you can't.

Kelly, this is not like last time.

No. Last time, I found you lying

in a pile of blood and broken glass

after you put your fist through the table.

I'm sorry.

You're just going to have to trust me on this one.

I think things are going to be okay.

Mom, you need help.

You don't even know what okay is anymore.

Don't you see what your drinking and cocaine

does to me?

I'm in high school, Mom.

I need somebody to take care of me,

to listen to my problems.

I'm there for you, Kel.

I'm your best friend in the whole world.

I don't need a best friend. I need a mother.

And I don't care if you're fat, I don't care if your old.

I don't care if you're beautiful.

I love you no matter what.

Maybe you should just stop worrying

about what you look like, and figure out who you are.

I can't be everything to everybody!

You don't have to be,

but when you're drinking,

you are nothing to nobody.

You can stay here for dinner,

but I want you home.

[sad music playing]

[slam]

Kelly,

how did it go?

Not so well.

Oh, baby,

it's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

[ominous music]

Mom, I'm home.

Mom?

Mom?

Mom.

Hi, baby.

Mom, what are you doing? Where are you going?

Timber Hills. First thing in the morning.

Thank you.

No.

Thank you.

If you only knew how much I love you.

[sighs] And how sorry I am.

I never meant to cause you any pain.

I know.

What you said to me, Kel,

really hit home.

You've never talked that way to me before.

It's only because I love you.

I know you do.

I'm not sure I deserve your love.

Someday I hope

you can be as proud to have me as a mother

as I am to have you as a daughter.

[sad music playing]

[knocking on door]

Brandon.

Brandon, are you asleep?

Yes.

[sighs]

I feel like such a jerk.

You had to wake me up on Sunday morning

to give me this news?

It couldn't have waited until, say,

after breakfast?

I can't believe I was so blind to Kelly's mom

and to what Kelly must have been going through.

I always thought she had the most perfect life.

You always gotta be a little suspicious of perfection.

I'm her best friend.

Why didn't she tell me?

Maybe she tried.

I think she did.

But I was just too shallow to pick up on the clues.

Some friend I am.

Hey, come on, give yourself a break.

How were you supposed to know?

It's a problem you've never had to deal with before.

I guess,

but the way I treated Mom, I feel like such a fool.

You know, the amazing thing about Mom

is that she's always there to accept your apology.

Kind of like the Rock of Ages,

just sitting, waiting patiently.

Brandon, I'm sure she'd love

to hear herself described that way.

Where are you going?

I wouldn't want to keep the rock waiting.

I'm calling because I just wanted to say thanks.

I think everything's going to be okay.

Oh, Kelly, that's wonderful.

I think Brenda's really lucky to have a mom like you.

Thank you. Although I'm afraid she'll never realize it.

It's a law of nature,

no girl can appreciate her own mother.

Okay, bye-bye. Good luck, Kelly.

Bye.

What did Kelly want?

She just wanted me to know

how lucky I was to have such a great daughter.

I'm really sorry, Mom.

Brenda, it's all right.

No, it's not,

not after I kept making you feel

like Jackie was so hip and beautiful and fun.

Well, I'm sure she is all those things.

Maybe.

You know what?

You're a whole lot more.

I try my best, Brenda,

just like my mother did.

But you know what,

she's not perfect either.

Although she'd probably have you believe that she is.

[giggles]

What's this?

I love you.

I guess I never really tell you that, do I?

Well, it's always nice to hear.

[keyboard music playing]

What's this?

A little something from all of us, Dad.

- Hi. - Hi.

Taking a trip?

Sort of.

Listen, is Kelly home?

Go right in. She should be down in a second.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Ah, I thought you might want to have this.

It's the tape of the fashion show,

with your mom and everything.

Thanks.

I didn't think you'd want it going in the video yearbook.

You're a pretty nice guy.

Wow.

Come on, Kel.

So where are you guys going?

Uh, a road trip.

It's a nice day for a drive.

Yeah, it is, isn't it?

[nice soft music playing]

[music fades]

[ Beverly Hills, 90210 theme playing]

[music fades]