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[opening theme]

[theme ends]

[energetic music]

[suspenseful music]

[chattering]

[door knock]

Hey, Bren, what you doing?

Homework.

Do you have any idea what's going on downstairs?

Yeah, Mom and Dad are throwing a party

for Chick Schneider.

Who's Chick Schneider?

CS Schneider?

CS Pacific?

He's like the King Kahuna of beach fashion.

He makes all those great wipe-out pants

that Dylan always wears.

Oh, right.

So he's like Dad's new client.

He wants to give us loads of freebies at the party.

That's great, but what does that have to do with Anna?

I think Mom's gonna let Anna cater the party.

I don't think so.

I think she's being fired.

[Jim] Brandon! Brenda! Could you come down here?

I want you to meet Anna's cousin,

Richard Rodríguez.

Brandon? Brenda?

Finally I get a chance to meet you.

Anna's been telling us how terrific you are.

Well, we think she's pretty terrific too.

- Isn't that right, Mom? - Oh, absolutely.

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

[hesitates] I'm not sure I know where to begin.

Oh, here, let me try, Mrs. Walsh.

Your parents are being very kind.

Anna has a niece that attends one of the local high schools

that's been having some trouble.

Yes, Karla's very smart.

She's a straight A student,

but with the gangs and drugs, it's terrible.

And it's depriving her of the opportunity

to get the kind of education that she deserves.

So your mother and I wanna let Karla use our address

to enroll in West Beverly.

You'd do that?

Not normally, no.

But under the circumstances, I think it can be justified.

Fine with me.

If you don't have a problem with it,

I don't have a problem with it,

- Then it's all settled. - [sighs] Thank you.

We could show her around if you want.

You can try, but Karla doesn't like to attract

a lot of attention to herself.

- I understand. - [pop music]

[woman] Good morning, MC Hammer's office.

Hi, how are you? Is he in for David Silver?

[woman over speaker] For who?

David Silver, broadcasting live and direct

from the tree-lined campus of West Beverly High.

- [woman] Beverly High? - West Beverly High.

- [woman] Mr. Hammer knows you? - Not yet.

But he will once you put the call through.

- [line disconnects] - Hello?

[David over speakers] Hello?

I'm sorry, but David Silver is out there.

Too bad. He used to be a sweet little freshman geek.

- Steve's favorite mascot. - [laughs ironically]

So I can get you wipe-out pants in all different colors,

but you have to look at me when I talk to you.

- Dylan! - Huh?

[door slam]

[Andrea] Are you telling me the fax machine went down again?

The fax machine went down again.

This school is falling apart right before my very eyes.

Can I help you?

This isn't the new building?

No, you have to go back out through the quad

and past the science labs.

Which way is that?

It's through the double doors. I'm going, I'll show you.

Great. And stick me with your typos?

What typos?

You forgot the "a" in "recreational"

and you failed to capitalize "Sacramento."

That's because Sacramento doesn't deserve a capital.

Hey, cheap shot. I was born in Sacramento.

We'll try not to hold that against you.

[hesitates] Hi, I'm Andrea Zuckerman.

I'm the editor of the school paper.

- Hi, I'm Karla Montez. I'm-- - Karla!

I'm Brandon Walsh.

You know, Jim and Cindy Walsh?

Hello, Brandon.

So, Anna's your aunt.

More like a friend of the family.

Yeah, she's the best. She's always so cheerful.

My mom really loves her. We all do.

There was never any question of us doing whatever we can

to help you out.

That's very kind.

Listen, Brenda and I know what it's like

starting at this school from scratch.

We could introduce you to people,

answer any questions you have or whatever.

Thanks.

So, what are you taking?

French, Tech, and American Literature.

You're in practically every one of my classes.

Is that good or bad?

I think that's good.

I think that's very good.

Listen, just one word of caution.

Don't be too put off if the kids are a little more competitive

than you're used to.

I'll keep that in mind.

[reading in fluent French]

[melancholic music]

Putting aside the music of My Fair Lady for a second,

when I read Pygmalion, I couldn't help but think

that Shaw was a total misogynist.

Fiber optics can't depend on an internal light source

unless you can differentiate between the filters.

Anna said you were smart,

but she didn't mention you were a genius.

I just like to participate in class discussions.

You mean dominate them.

Hey, all I want to do is get into a good college.

You won't have any problem getting a scholarship.

What are you saying? A Hispanic can't get

into a top college without some special assistance?

I didn't say that.

No, not in so many words.

But if you bring up a minority scholarship,

it's pretty obvious what kind of stereotypes you carry around.

Who said anything about a minority scholarship?

I was talking about financial aid,

something everyone can use, including me.

So excuse me if I didn't realize you were independently wealthy.

- Brandon... - I've gone out of my way

to make this place a little less strange,

and you bite my head off.

If you want to be alone, why don't you just say so?

- It's not that. - Then what's going on here?

[sighs] It's just...

very complicated.

I'd love to hear all about it someday,

but I got to be at work in 20 minutes.

You work?

Yeah, I work.

Or doesn't that fit whatever Beverly Hills stereotype

you're carrying around these days?

- Touché. - Olé!

So where do you work, muchacho?

[energetic music]

[Brandon] This is Kelly. That's Donna.

The guy back there is Steve, and this is my sister Brenda.

- Hi, nice to meet you. - This handsome devil is Nat,

Mr. Beverly Hills chichi himself.

- The same. - He might be ugly,

but he serves great pie.

It's from an old family recipe.

[laughing] Right out of the box.

- So, she's related to your maid? - I'll tell you later.

We can have anything in this catalog that we want?

Yeah, just tell me the color, the size, and it's yours.

Oh, wow. These baggies are so trendoid.

[giggles]

Hey, Brenda, you think Karla could place an order too?

Sure, if you like Chick Schneider's stuff.

I love Chick Schneider. Who's Chick Schneider?

[nervous laughter]

Oh, cute stuff. I'll take one of each.

Oh, our kind of girl.

I like this.

[indistinct chattering]

She's into you, Brandon. Listen to me.

I can feel it.

[chattering continues]

Here you go.

- Compliments of the house. - Thanks.

Enjoy it.

I plan to.

[intriguing music]

[traditional Hispanic music]

So is this part of town considered East LA?

[laughs] Well, it's not Rodeo Drive.

Where are they coming from?

- Work. - Where?

Anywhere.

The trucks come in the morning. That's the worst, seeing them

chasing the trucks down the street.

All for hard labor and very cheap pay.

Who would just pick people up off the street?

[bitter laugh] How do you think the pools and tennis courts

in Beverly Hills get built?

[chattering in Spanish]

This is where Anna lives?

[laughs] What did you expect, a deluxe condo?

Are you this defensive with everyone

or do I just bring out the best in you?

[sighs] You and your friends

have so much that you take for granted.

- You can't appreciate it. - Can't appreciate what?

The language lab, the media center,

the safe, clean classrooms.

Wait a second, those are your classrooms now too.

With your brain, you'll be able to do

whatever you want with your life.

Yeah, I'd like to believe that too.

But then I go to the Peach Pit and I see those guys

looking at me like I'm a traitor for being on the wrong side.

Who are you talking about? Manuel and Pepe?

- I don't know their names. - The busboys?

Two guys in the little hats?

Yes.

'Cause they're not like that.

If they were looking, it's because you're pretty.

Not because you're Hispanic.

I hope you don't take this the wrong way,

but I think a lot of this is in your head.

Because I don't see it.

You're very perceptive, Brandon,

and very sweet,

but my life is so complicated right now.

[unbuckles seat belt]

So what can we do to simplify it?

[laughs] I can't decide if you're for real

or just a real smooth operator.

Guess you'll have to find that out, won't you?

Thanks for the ride.

- See you at school tomorrow. - Definitely.

[melancholic music]

[threatening music]

Sorry I'm late.

You better be careful, girl.

That's all I have to say.

[soft music]

- [Brenda] Uh-oh. - What's wrong?

You've got that look this morning.

What look?

That "C'mon, baby, light my fire"

- kind of a look. - What?

That "Hey, Karla, how ya doing this morning?" kind of a look.

- Get out of here. - People are starting to talk

about you guys.

What are they saying?

Just that ever since we moved to LA,

every girl you meet

becomes your next true love.

That's not true. What about Andrea?

That doesn't count, she's your editor.

You have a professional relationship.

And a platonic relationship with Karla.

For how long?

If it stops being platonic, you'll have a problem with it?

You think I'm hung up because she's Hispanic?

A lot of people get really weird when it comes to race.

Well, not me, and I'm offended that you'd even bring that up.

As far as I know, people are people

no matter who they are or where they come from.

Except maybe St. Paul.

Okay, Anna, now, explain this to me.

We're going to start off with the corn tamales,

the rellenos, and the guacamole with... tapas?

Tapas. Finger food.

- Hello. - Hey, beautiful, big guy.

So, you have the CS Pacific catalog?

Yes, I do.

Here's the catalog and our wish list.

I can't get over how generous Chick is being with the kids.

With the dough he's raking in, believe me, he can afford it.

Anna, I was thinking, the days that you work here,

could Karla come in with you?

That way, Brenda and I could give her a ride.

She wouldn't have to get up early to catch the bus.

We'll see.

- [chuckle] - What?

I didn't say anything.

[energetic music]

- MC Hammer's office. - [David] Hi, MC Hammer, please.

- Who's this?

Well, if I tell you, do you promise not to hang up?

[line disconnects]

[sighs]

Yo, Sam!

Sam.

- Me? - Come here.

- I'm... I'm Scott. - Whatever.

What's going on with him and MC Hammer?

David wants him to play at the prom.

MC Hammer's not going to play at any school dance.

You know that, and I know that, and MC Hammer knows that.

But unfortunately,

somebody forgot to tell David.

Hey, I'm gonna need more graphs on the Coach Cass profile.

Fine.

I... I need to ask you something, okay?

Shoot.

What's your relationship with Karla?

Have you been talking to Brenda?

No. I just happened to be in the registrar's office,

and Karla's file just happened to be on the counter

with... her address showing.

[nervous laughter] Andrea...

I'm sorry. You know how I am.

You just forget what you saw, okay?

Already done.

Good.

I just need to know,

is she living at your house?

- What do you think? - I think you better watch out.

- You're one to talk. - That is precisely my point.

If anybody is found living out of district,

it could cause a chain reaction.

[sighs] I'll tell everyone to be careful.

Great, that's all I'm asking.

That's all you're asking?

[hesitates] Oh, well,

since we're on the subject...

Okay, for the record,

yes, I'm attracted to Karla, I'd like to know her better.

I'm very happy for you, but that wasn't my question.

What else do you want to know?

[hesitates] Well, I hear that she's very smart,

and I wanted to know if you knew what her GPA was.

Hi. Remember me? Brandon Walsh?

I drove you home a couple days ago.

I knew you from somewhere.

From somewhere other than school.

How you dash out of class when the bell rings,

I'm starting to get a complex.

I'm sorry, when I'm at school,

I just tend to shut everybody out.

Then I'll have to see you outside of school.

You're a really nice guy, but--

Wait, no "buts."

Tonight, 7:30. Your place. I'll pick you up.

Brandon, I can't.

Okay, all right.

Tomorrow, 7:30. Your place. I'll pick you up.

I might be working tomorrow night.

How about Sunday?

I go to church on Sunday.

All day?

I have to go. Say hi to Brenda for me.

[soft music]

So... what's new, Brandon?

[soft music]

Excuse me, ma'am, did someone order

an express shuttle?

You don't know when to quit, do you?

Hey, I just go where my dispatcher tells me.

Besides, you can't rely on buses in this city.

They're never running.

And with me, you're guaranteed

first-class, courteous, door-to-door service.

So what do you say?

So, do you miss your old school?

I miss my old school in Minneapolis.

I had a lot of good friends back there.

I have friends here too, but it's not the same.

Anna mentioned something.

Some trouble at your old school, something to do with drugs?

Brandon, this isn't what I want to be talking about.

I'm sorry, what do you want to be talking about?

[bitter laugh] You're not making this very easy, are you?

Making what easy?

[clicks tongue] You don't know anything about me.

And you're not being any help in that area, Ms. Montez.

It's an age-old story. Boy meets girl. Boy likes girl.

Boy gets girl if girl gives boy half a chance.

- [nervous laughter] - One chance.

[sighs] Do you like to dance?

Is this my chance?

[upbeat music]

- [upbeat music intensifies] - [cheering]

♪ Get on the floor It's your night ♪

♪ Let yourself go It's outta sight ♪

♪ If you wanna get high It's all right ♪

♪ Just strap yourself in And hold tight ♪

♪ Let this dance floor Rock tonight ♪

♪ If you wanna get high... ♪

- What is this place? - The community rec center.

♪ ...dance floor rock tonight ♪

♪ With four on the floor Let yourself go ♪

♪ This is your night ♪

♪ If you don't understand Then step to me ♪

♪ Take my hand I'll set you free ♪

♪ The dance floor's yours Respectfully ♪

♪ So get on the floor And follow me ♪

♪ Let this dance floor Rock tonight ♪

♪ If you wanna get high It's all right ♪

♪ Let this dance floor Rock tonight ♪

♪ With four on the floor Let yourself go ♪

- ♪ This is your night ♪ - Come on.

Ready to walk the line?

No, I'm the world's worst dancer.

Oh, come on, you're not going to make me do it by myself.

[upbeat music continues]

♪ Get on the floor tonight ♪

♪ Let yourself go tonight ♪

♪ The dance floor's yours Tonight ♪

[music fades out]

[Brandon] Oh, this is great.

You really get to see the whole skyline from up here.

[Brandon sighs] I don't get downtown too much.

You have to see Olvera Street.

The pueblo of la Reina de los Ángeles,

founded in 1781.

Well, you'll have to show me that sometime.

I think that can be arranged.

[gentle music]

Is that a promise?

This is what I wanted since the first time I saw you.

I can't believe it's only been a week.

[gentle music turns tense]

[Jim] Cindy,

you pulled off dinner parties without batting an eyelash.

Back home, not the first one in Beverly Hills.

- [Jim sighs] - [door knock]

The guys from the rental company are here.

They need to know where to set up the chairs.

Why don't we stack them in the living room for now?

And get Brandon to help.

Brandon's not here.

Where did he run off to?

I think he had to work all day.

He was awfully late last night, wasn't he?

I don't know, Mom. I fell out early.

You know who he went out with last night, don't you?

- I have an inkling. - Maybe we should tell the kids

the truth about Karla.

[sighs] I don't think we can.

[soft music]

Brandon?

Did someone order room service?

We got pan dulce,

an apple quesadilla, café en casa ,

the whole enchilada.

The guy at the pastry shop

promised me this was good stuff.

Yeah, but this isn't a good time.

- Why? Is Anna still asleep? - She's on her way to your house

to get ready for the party.

Then this is a great time.

We could pick up right where we left off.

I don't know about you, but I didn't get much sleep.

Yeah, I was up for a while.

So, can I come in?

You'd better go.

Why? What's wrong?

Well, if it isn't Brandon Walsh.

This is a nice surprise. How are your parents?

Fine, thanks.

Good, say hello for me.

Did you come to give Anna a ride?

No, actually, I came to take Karla to breakfast

in Beverly Hills, and I brought you some pastries.

Oh, no, none for me.

I don't think Karla has time

for breakfast this morning, do you?

I can't today. I'll talk to you later.

I just don't trust him.

- What's his name? - Richard.

He's Anna's cousin or uncle or something.

Every time I ask her about her family,

she changes the subject,

like she's embarrassed or ashamed.

Well, weren't you with her last night?

Come on, Walsh.

[mocking sounds]

Whoa, if it isn't Dylan, the wild surfman.

Don't tell me it wasn't cold out there.

No, it was happening. Waves were breaking.

- They missed you. - That's the same shirt I ordered

from Brenda's catalog.

I'm supposed to get baggies tonight.

The party's still on?

The social event of the season?

- Is Karla going to be there? - I wish.

- You invited her, didn't you? - She didn't give me a chance.

Besides, she said she probably had to work tonight.

Hey!

[classical music]

- Oh, hi, Karla. - Hi.

Anna tells me you enjoy West Beverly

more than you thought.

I do. Thank you.

She never stops reading, this one.

She's going to be a lawyer.

[Cindy] Really? That's great.

Maybe. We'll see what happens.

By any chance, do you have any rings or some ribbon

to tie a bow around the napkins?

Now, why didn't I think of that?

Yes, I have some napkin rings.

They're in the dining room, the top drawer.

She is such a talented girl.

This must be a nightmare for her.

It is.

Hi, Mom. Hi, Anna.

- Hey. - Hi.

[sighs] How are things going here at party central?

Everything's under control, thanks to Anna and the gang.

Smells a lot better here than it did at the Pit.

[disapproving uh-uh-uh]

- Oh, come on. - Ah, be my guest.

[Anna and Cindy laughing]

Brandon.

Hey, Karla!

This is great. I thought you had to work.

I am working.

One of Anna's servers got sick, so she asked me to fill in.

Well, I was going to invite you tonight as my guest.

I wanted to introduce you to my parents.

I met them. They're both really terrific.

Of course I'm not surprised.

After last night, how can you work here?

I'm just helping out.

What's the big deal?

- I have to do this now. - No, you don't.

I don't want Karla to work here.

Why not? She's doing a great job.

I don't feel right about having friends serve me.

Honey, you serve your friends at the Peach Pit all the time.

That's different. That's a place of business.

This is in our house.

I just don't see the difference.

Fine.

Take me off the guest list.

- [Cindy] Brandon! - Anna, if you need

an extra pair of hands, I'm available.

[melancholic music]

[Brenda] Hey, Brandon, the clothes came.

[door slam]

Chick sent us stuff that's not in the catalog yet.

They are so rude. I love them.

Which did you order? The green or the orange fuchsia?

I don't know, Brenda, and I don't care, okay?

- What's with you? - I can't believe Mom

would hire Karla to work here.

Why not? Mom doesn't know how you feel about her.

- That's not the point. - Yes, that is the point.

You don't tell Mom how you feel and she doesn't tell us

why she and Dad were willing to lie

in order to get Karla into school.

They did it so she could get a better education.

That's what they say.

[door opens]

What's going on?

You got bent out of shape over nothing.

It's not nothing, Dad.

This is where I say adios.

You don't understand.

No, you don't understand.

CS Pacific is the first gold star client

I've picked up since we moved to California.

For me to be working with Chick is a major coup.

Now what I need from you

is for you to be a gracious and happy host

who'll make sure that all of our guests

are having a good time.

Do you think you can do that for me?

[doorbell rings]

Good evening. Welcome to casa de Walsh .

[guests chatting]

Can I interest you in a cocktail?

- The margaritas are going fast. - Thanks, that sounds great.

Cindy, you remember Becky and Alan Wilerson?

Oh, yes, hi. How are you?

You have a lovely home and such a handsome bartender.

- Oh, thank you. - Well, enjoy.

At least he's being pleasant to our guests,

even if he's not speaking to us.

Just two more hours and it's over.

Yeah, just keep on breathing.

Mom, do you know where the camera is?

Chick wants to take pictures of us.

He says he wants to use us in his next catalog.

Well, I don't blame him. You girls look...

What's the hip word?

Def? Dope? Rad?

Oh my God.

- Foxy? - [girls giggling]

- Do you want another one? - These tacos are great, Karla.

I've never tasted a taco like this.

That's because they're flautas.

[nervous laughter]

You didn't know that either, Kelly.

Have you tried these, Mr. Walsh?

Thanks, Karla.

Can you see if Mr. Schneider needs anything?

You have got to remember

when we started surfing in North Shore,

those boards still weighed 2,000 pounds.

If you got clunked with one of those monsters,

- you were one dead tuna. - [Steve laughing]

Can I get you anything else?

Oh, thanks, sweetheart,

but I think I'll slurp another one of these.

Preferably with you... in the dark.

Good thing Walsh didn't hear that.

Yeah.

[Dylan] He's flipped for her in a major way.

Karla, could you help me bring some extra chairs

down from my parents' room?

I said I was sorry about before.

I didn't mean to embarrass you.

You're the one who's embarrassed, not me.

Seeing you just caught me by surprise, that's all.

Why are you still being so cold to me?

Look, I'm just trying to be conscientious.

Where are the chairs?

This isn't your parents' room.

- Nope. This is my room. - Brandon, what are you doing?

Nothing, I'm tired of watching you be conscientious.

What do you want, Brandon?

What do you think?

Are you happy now?

- What's the matter with you? - I don't like being told

how I should feel or what I should think.

Tell that to Richard, he's got something on you.

I don't need you to protect me.

I don't want to protect you.

I just want it to be like it was last night.

That was last night, Brandon.

Tonight I'm working at a fancy party

in Beverly Hills, and I would appreciate it

if you would let me go downstairs and do my work.

[door slam]

[guests chatting]

It's not what you think.

Richard told you to stay away from him.

- It's not my fault. - I don't care whose fault it is.

Show some respect for these people.

[Karla] I have respect for them.

Then show some respect for me.

Is everything all right?

Yeah.

Okay, everybody.

Oh, Brandon, smile.

Kelly, tickle him.

Okay, just one more.

[Cindy] Oh, that was great, thanks.

You've got beautiful kids, Jim.

One more beautiful than the next.

They especially look good wearing your spring line.

Thanks, we expect big things this season.

We just opened a new factory in Mexicali.

[Chick] We should've done this ten years ago.

Yeah, well, there is a language problem,

but those people work hard and they work cheap.

How much do you pay them?

Why? You need a job?

[Brandon] No, thanks.

I have a job that pays a fair wage.

I just don't like to hear about people being exploited.

Brandon.

I'm sorry, Dad.

The people who make his swimsuits

ought to get something out of it

so their relatives won't chase the work trucks in East LA.

Brandon, you apologize right now!

Hey, there's no need for that.

Who knows? He's probably right.

Let's eat.

[melancholic music]

Karla, wait.

Brandon, you were right.

It wasn't a good idea for me to come here.

This was a big mistake.

[in Spanish] Leave her alone, please.

Please, let her go.

[Cindy] Here you go, Anna.

Again, thank you so much for everything.

Oh, thank you.

- Good night, Anna. - Good night. See you on Tuesday.

- Good, bye-bye. - [Anna] Bye.

So, should we do this again next week?

Why wait? Why not tomorrow?

Hey, great party, you guys.

Well, I think it was a rousing success...

with one minor exception.

Well, I'm going to bed.

Wait, I'll come with you.

- Good night, Brenda. - Good night.

Need any help?

No, I got it.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

You ever had one of those days where you wish you could

turn the clock back and start all over?

I mean, everyone in the world is furious at me.

Mom, Dad, Anna, Karla.

You.

I'm not mad at you, Brandon.

Thanks for sticking by me, Bren.

But I do think you've been unbearably obnoxious

this whole past week.

- Thanks. - What do you want me to say?

You've been totally consumed with Karla.

You've lost your sense of humor about her and everything else.

Tell me how I'm supposed to yuck it up

when the girl I'm falling for walked out the door

for no reason.

Maybe she had a reason.

Maybe there's stuff going on

you don't even know about.

- Like what? - Like why her uncle Richard

was parked outside while the party was going on.

- He was? - Yeah, Dylan saw him.

And when Karla tore out of the house,

- she went straight to his car. - [Brandon sighs]

That Richard guy is bad news.

I'm going to find out what's going on.

[door knock]

Can I talk to you?

You mean there's a chance we can be on speaking terms?

Oh, come on, Dad.

I apologized to you. I apologized to Chick.

I know I was out of line. What more can I do?

We're just lucky the man has a great sense of humor.

I don't get it.

Your behavior tonight was so unlike you.

Well, I'm confused, Dad.

And I guess it really burns me up to think

there are things going on here that are being kept from me.

Brenda says you weren't the kind of people

who would lie to help someone's niece

get into a better school, even someone as sweet as Anna.

So what's the story, Dad?

You been keeping something from us?

We like Karla very much.

No, not as much as I do.

I've never felt this way about anybody before.

You got to tell me what's going on.

We can't tell you, Brandon.

We made promises to these people.

We have to keep our word.

I'm sorry, honey. It just never dawned on us

that you and Karla might get together.

Yeah, well, we did.

At least we were trying to until tonight.

If we'd known it was going to cause you

this much grief,

we would have said no.

No question about it.

Can you at least tell me who Richard is?

I think you better talk to Karla.

[melancholic music]

[Brandon] Hi, Anna. Can I talk to Karla?

[hesitates] No, she's not here, Brandon.

Can I wait for her to come back?

[hesitates] She's not coming back, Brandon.

Is she in trouble?

No, not anymore, thank God.

She's gone back to her family.

I know she'd like to see you again.

If only to say goodbye.

[gentle music]

[Karla] Don't eat too many of those.

[people laughing and chatting]

Here you go. Anything else?

If you can't give me another chance,

can you at least give me an explanation?

Have you ever heard of Víctor Montez?

- Is he famous? - To some people.

He heads the Department of Hispanic Culture

at the Kenmont Colleges in Pomona.

He's also my father.

So why do you live with Anna?

I don't. I just moved to East LA last week.

- Why? - Anna was my babysitter.

I live with my parents and sisters at the university.

But I also do volunteer work at the projects near Dogtown,

which is where I saw two lowlifes,

named Ruben Benequez and "Sleepy" Saloman

drive by a house three times

before they pulled out their guns and opened fire.

You saw that?

And I saw the bullets ricochet into the brain

of a four-year-old boy on his way to a birthday party.

[sighs] Oh my God.

And when Ruben let it be known

that whoever came forward to testify against him

would not live a long and prosperous life,

Richard thought I should disappear

until the case came to court.

Maybe for a year.

And that's when Anna mentioned your folks might help me out.

So Richard's a cop.

Prosecuting attorney.

I was his star witness.

No wonder he was always dogging you.

Not anymore, Sleepy broke down and confessed last night.

So you're off the hook? You don't have to testify?

Yeah, and now I can go back home and to my old school.

And you like it out there?

- Brandon... - How far out is Pomona anyway?

It's on the other side of the world, Brandon.

- [nostalgic music] - What are you saying?

That I'm not expecting anything from you.

What if I want you to expect something?

What? That you'll pledge your undying devotion to me

and that I should do the same?

I'm not a poor girl from the barrio

who's looking for a white knight.

[deep sigh]

Is that how you saw me?

Being with you is like a dream,

like a fairy tale.

But now it's over.

And I have to go home now.

Why?

Oh, Brandon, I said it was complicated.

I disagree. I don't think it is that complicated.

I don't think you and I are that different.

I agree.

And that's what scares me the most.

With you, it would be so easy for me

to forget who I am, where I come from.

I don't want that to happen.

I really didn't know you at all, did I?

Oh, you knew me better than you think.

Yeah, well, maybe sometime when you come into town,

you could meet me on Olvera Street.

I'd like that.

I really would.

Take care of yourself, Brandon.

Yeah. You too.

[pop music]

I distinctly told you number 169-B, remember?

I pointed it out to you in the catalog.

169-B. I told you.

Well, you know pink's my favorite color.

So new clothes, new earrings. What else is new?

Dylan, I saw that.

Oh, no, Brenda, she looked at me first.

Oh, yeah.

You know that piece you did on Coach Cass?

Yeah, I know it. I wrote it.

I didn't change a comma.

I think it's your best piece yet.

Thanks, Andrea.

Don't thank me.

You wrote it.

I wish it could be like this with everyone.

- Like what? - How we are with each other.

Easy, comfortable, real.

Yeah, that's nice.

I'm glad we're not attracted to each other romantically.

So we can always be friends.

Good friends.

Just friends.

It's great.

Yeah.

Okay, don't hang up. Just don't hang up.

Now, this is David Silver, the voice of West Beverly High.

I really don't care if he doesn't want to come

to our homecoming dance.

[David] Or that MC Hammer

is one of the top recording and video artists.

But at least you could put my call through

one time without hanging up.

[David] Having said all that, can I please talk to MC Hammer?

[hesitates] MC Hammer?

Sorry. I think you have the wrong number.

Bye.

[David] Debbie Gibson?

[dial tone]

[David hesitates] Debbie Gibson? Look, this is David Silver.

I've been trying to reach you all week.

[ending theme]