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Brandon, it's not too late.
You've still got a week to go.

I told you a month ago
I don't want to do it.

Alfred B Cook guarantees
to raise your score 200 points.

That's 200 points
or your money back.

That could mean the difference
between Princeton and Pacoima.

You can't study for the SATs.

I've been studying for weeks.

You've been had.

Brandon, just look at this.

They offer
an accelerator crash course.

I'm only thinking of you.
You know what they say,

"Alfred B Cook,
or you be fried."

It's $500.

- So?
- Forget it.

You can't make up
for 16 years of ignorance

in one week.

True.

But it's incredible
what you can do in a month.

[cheering music playing]

[students talking]

I've wondered
who's been masticating

all the pencils around here.

Masticating?
Why did you use that word?

Because every time I turn around
I grab a new pencil,

it's like, teeth marks.

You could have said chewed.

"Masticating"
is the kind of word for the SAT.

The kind of word you learn
in an expensive SAT prep course.

Like Alfred B. Cook?

I knew
you were taking a prep course!

Let me tell you something, okay?

That puts you
in an unfair advantage

over those
who cannot afford those courses!

Whoa. Hold your fire, Andrea.

First of all,
Steve is going to take it.

And second of all,
I don't think they work.

The SATs test you on stuff
you already know,

you can't cram for them.

And then again, maybe you can.

Maybe
there is some kind of system.

I'm so bad
at standardized testing!

Colleges treat them like gospel!
I don't know what to do.

Andrea, get a grip!

We're talking about a test
you can retake if you want to.

A test...

To determine
if I go to Princeton

or Pacoima.

Have you been talking to Steve?

I ran into him at my locker.

I figured that.

[cheering music playing]

"Apotheosis."

It's like, the best.

Mm-hmm. Very good.

"An exalted or glorified ideal."

Sort of like Patrick Swayze
is the apotheosis of adorable.

If they put these words
in sentences we could relate to,

this test would be a breeze.

Don't count on it.

I'm not counting on anything.

The SATs test your entire brain.

"Autodidactic."

Isn't that something Madonna did
in her last video?

I don't think so.

Does it have something to do
with cars?

It means a person
who is self-taught,

like us.

What's the difference
between malignant and benign?

Benign is like harmless,
isn't it?

I think so.

So malignant's bad

like a malignant tumor's
the bad kind, right?

Yeah.

Kelly, what are you reading?

It's a test for breast cancer,

"Checking yourself for lumps."

Kelly, that's what my mom does.

We don't have to worry
about that stuff at our age.

- Thank God.
- I know.

But it says it's never too early
to start the habit.

"One out of nine American women
will get breast cancer.

And out of those, 1/4 will die."

How awful.

My aunt died of cancer.

[suspense music playing]

Oh, Brenda. I'm sorry.

When?

Two years ago.

It was
my mom's younger sister...

my favorite aunt.

It first started in her breast,

and she had to get a mastectomy.

They thought it was over,

but six months later,
it came back.

Entered through her lymph system
or something.

She died on her birthday.

How old was she?

Thirty-five.

[paper screwing]

Kelly, what are you doing?

Taking this test.

Now?

Yes.

Which can be more important?

The SATs won't save your life.

[paper screwing]

[Kelly] OK.

All clear?

All clear.

OK. Let's check the left breast.

Yes, Dr. Taylor.

"Now, with your hand held flat,

press gently
with circular motions

to feel the inner upper quarter
of your left breast,

starting at the breastbone
and moving to the nipple."

Brenda, you should tell Dylan
to do this.

Kelly,
this is supposed to be serious.

[Kelly laughs]

OK. "Bring your left arm down

and press under your armpit."

Aren't you glad you used dial?

Donna!

- [laughs]
- [Donna] Sorry.

"Feel the lower outer portion
of your breast,

going from the outer part
to the nipple."

All clear?

Yes.

[mysterious music playing]

All clear.

[mysterious music playing]

[water running]

[suspense music playing]

- [Brandon] Brenda, dinner!
- Alright, I'm coming!

[Brandon] Time to go out.
Think about the water shortage.

[water running]

Brenda, dinner!

That's the last time
I'm calling her.

I hope
it's not one of those diets.

She's probably just recovering

from the study
at Kelly's this afternoon.

Kelly studies?
I can't picture it.

For the SATs, on Saturday.

They're making everybody crazy.

You know what the worst part
about the test is?

What?

The months of waiting afterwards

for your results
to show up in the mail.

This little envelope,

that holds the keys
to your future.

Brandon, it's not life or death.

What's not life or death?

Nice of you
to make an appearance.

[father] Hi.

The SATs.

I am so sick
of hearing about those things.

"Expect the worst.
Hope for the best."

That's an awful cheery outlook.

I'd rather be surprised
than disappointed.

Don't worry about it,
you'll do fine.

How do you know that, Brandon?

Maybe I won't. Maybe you won't!

[Jim] Hey, easy.

It's not that big of a deal.

I'm sorry.

All this stuff with the SATs

has got me going nuts.

It's what
I have been telling you about,

it's starting to be
like mass hysteria.

It's not worth it.

Definitely not.

[Brenda sighs]

[door knocking]

Mom, can I talk to you
for a second in my room?

Sure, honey.

Is everything all right?

Yes, I just need to talk to mom.

So we were all at Kelly's
studying for the SATs,

and she was reading
this magazine

that had this thing about...

You know, where you check
your breasts for lumps.

Mm-hmm.

So we all decided to do it.

I don't know why,
I guess we were bored.

Honey, that's not something
you have to worry as a teenager.

It said even young girls
should get into the habit.

So I did the test,

and I thought
that I felt something.

Where?

Here.

Let me feel it.

I'm sure it's nothing.

I'm sure it's nothing, too.

Do you feel it?

I feel something.

Does it hurt?

No.

I mean...

I didn't really feel it
until realize it was there,

until we did this.

Don't tell dad.

Why?

I don't know. I'm embarrassed.

Honey,

there's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

Tomorrow we'll go see a doctor,
and we'll have this checked out.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Is that
what aunt Sheila thought?

When she found a lump
on her breast,

did she think
it was nothing, too?

Honey, it's not the same thing.

When you're older,
it's different.

I know. It just freaked me out.

Oh. I'm sure it did, sweetheart.

[Brenda sighs]

But it'll be fine. You'll see.

There's an explanation for this,

and tomorrow morning
we'll get it.

OK.

Get a good night's sleep.

I will.

Good night, mom.

Good night, honey.

[suspense music playing]

[soft music playing]

I can't believe
we've been here for six months,

and we still don't have
a family physician

like Dr. Kalmen.

I was tempted to fly Brenda back

to Minneapolis to see him!

I'll ask around at work.
I'll find somebody good.

- Somebody great.
- Yes.

- I want it for today.
- It's my priority.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Of course it's nothing.

It brings back so much
about Sheila.

She never had a good doctor.

That was her problem
from the start.

A good specialist
would have caught it earlier

and would have done
the proper surgery,

but when the time came...

I still think the chemo
was a mistake.

It wore her down.
I think it made her worse.

Cindy,
whatever is wrong with Brenda

has nothing to do with Sheila.

- I hope you're right.
- Of course I am.

- Hi, honey.
- Hi, Brenda.

You told him, didn't you?

It's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

Dad, I know that.

I didn't want
you get upset over nothing.

I'm not upset.

Well, why not?

Because
it could be a million things.

Like what?

[Jim sighs]

I don't know. Maybe it's...

Well, an ingrown hair.

An ingrown hair
on my left breast?

I sincerely hope not.

Mom, this is why
I didn't want you to tell him.

This is kind of an explanation
Brandon would come up with.

What is?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Uh-huh.

[soft music playing]

[students talking]

The outer ear
collects sound waves

and directs them to the eardrum.

Its vibrations are transferred
by three small bones

to the snail-like cochlea,

which is divided
into two cavities

by the basilar membrane,

which runs into
a complex structure...

the organ of Corti.

[door knocking]

Excuse me.

[steps approaching]

[students whispering]

[door opens]

Shoot me
before I die of boredom.

[girls laughing]

Shoot me
before I die of embarrassment.

What is your mom doing here?

I'll tell you later.

I thought we were meeting
after school.

I was, but I got an appointment
with a doctor

who was recommended
by one of your father's clients.

She was booked for the day,

but she could see you
before two.

She?

Yes, she.

Hello. I'm Dr. Donner.

Cindy Walsh.
This is my daughter Brenda.

- Hi.
- Hi.

What seems to be the problem,
Brenda?

Well, as I said over the phone,

Brenda discovered a lump or bump
on her breast the other day.

- Left or right?
- Left.

So I was concerned
that she have it checked out.

I see.

In the majority of cases
involving women of your age,

it's nothing
to be worried about,

but we'll see.

I see there's a maternal history
of cancer in the family.

Yes, that's right.
My grandmother and my sister.

And when did your sister die?

Two years ago.

I'm sorry.

Younger or older?

Younger. By five years.

She died very young.

So tell me Brenda,
how did you detect this lump?

With some friends.

We read an article
on how to test yourself.

That's commendable.

I wish more women would do that.

Had you noticed
a breast mass before?

No.

Well, actually, two months ago,

I got bruised
playing volleyball.

You knew about this
two months ago?

I didn't think
it was that big of a deal.

I didn't even connect it
until now.

Quite often,
that's the way women

are initially alerted
to a breast mass.

They're fooled into thinking
it's from some external trauma,

when in fact
it's been there all along.

I see.

Mrs. Walsh, would you mind
if I talked to Brenda alone?

Well, I...

[Cindy sighs] Of course not.

I'll call you back in a minute.

I'll be right outside
if you need me.

[door closes]

She's a little overprotective.

Brenda,
I wanted to talk to you alone

because it's important
that you realize

that your relationship with me
is confidential.

Nothing you say
goes beyond these doors.

Not to your parents,
your clergyman, no one.

What you tell me is private.

You can feel free to come see me
for any reason, okay?

OK.

Why don't you lay back here?

So tell me,

where's the lump?

Right here.

OK.

We can assume
it's been there for two months.

In that time,
has it changed size or shape?

I don't think so. No.

Does it hurt?

Is it tender to the touch?

No.

Do you feel it?

Mm-hmm.

Is it something bad?

I doubt it.

Then why
haven't you sent me home yet?

Has the lump changed size
with your period?

No.

When was your last period?

A couple of days ago.

And no change?

Not that I noticed.

Come up.

Has there been discharge
from the nipple

or change in the skin
in the surrounding area?

Never.

Am I going to need a mammogram?

We don't usually do mammograms
for women of your age.

What I am going to need to do
is a needle biopsy

to test the lump.

That will tell us
if it's just a cyst

or something
that needs further testing.

Does a needle biopsy
involves a needle?

I'm afraid so.

Do you mind if my mom
comes back in the room?

Not at all.

[Brenda laughs]

Hey, you guys!

Steve, Brandon, wait up!

Hey, Andrea.

How are you doing?

So where are you going?

I got to get out of here,
I'm late for work.

I'm going to Alfred B. Cook.

Really? Right now?

Yeah. You know what they say,

"Alfred B. Cook,
or you be fried."

Tell me,
do they give you any pointers

on how to improve
your test-taking skills?

It's an integral part
of the course.

"Integral." You know,
it's going to be on the test.

You can trust me on that one.

Never. I got to leave.
See you later.

Bye, buddy.

Steve! Hey!

What, Andrea?

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to claw you.

I'm in a desperate situation.

What's the matter?

The SATs are on Saturday.

Yeah, so what?

I was wondering if I could...

What?

Come over your house
and study with you after class?

Are you asking me for a date?

No, what I'm asking you
is the Alfred B. Cook advantage.

Notes, drills, practice tests,

secret documents,
whatever you have.

You know where I live?

No. Can you write your address
and phone number?

Say, eight o'clock?

Yes, it's fine.

You know, we have a reputation
to uphold.

Did you know that West Beverly
and Beverly Hills High

have some of the highest
SAT averages in California?

How illuminating.

[Andrea and Steve laugh]

Don't forget, take good notes!

I've just got to tell you
that I really hate needles.

I promise, with Xylocaine,
you won't feel it.

That's what they all say.

Squeeze my hand if it hurts.

You're lucky I don't have nails.

What I'm going to do
is insert the needle

and try to withdraw fluid
from the lump.

If there's any fluid, we'll know
what you have is a cyst.

And there would be no need
to worry.

I know this is for a good cause.

[Brenda sighs]

[Brenda sighs]

Ouch!

I haven't done anything yet.

Well, tell me when.

Not yet.

[suspense music playing]

Are you going to do it yet?

I did it.

You're kidding.

That was nothing.

What does that tell you?

That what's in your breast
is solid,

it's not a cyst.

And to know more,

we have to conduct a biopsy.

Oh, my God.

Why? What does that mean?
What's wrong?

Probably nothing.

I don't understand,
Brenda's only 16.

What are the chances

that this could be cancerous?

Very slim.

Brenda, would you excuse us?

I want to talk to Dr. Donner
in the hallway.

- Mom!
- Honey.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Walsh.

I can't discuss anything
without her present.

I like to be upfront
with my patients

and give
the worst-case scenario.

"Hope for the best.
Expect the worst."

On the upside,
81% of these cases

are either fibroadenomas
or benign tumors.

And the other 19%?

Non-cancerous lesions
and sometimes cancer.

Given Brenda's young age,

I rate that highly unlikely,

but given your maternal family
history of cancer,

nothing can be ruled out
until we conduct a biopsy.

[suspense music playing]

Saturday would be the soonest
I can schedule something.

That's my SATs.

Can't you make them up?

I guess so.

[suspense music playing]

Mom, don't worry.

I'm going to be fine.

I know you will, honey.

I know you'll be just fine.

[suspense music playing]

Just how it started
with my sister.

Sheila
was a lot older than Brenda.

You heard the doctor,
age is an important factor.

So is family history.

God. I hate slicing onions.

- I'll do it.
- No, I'm doing it.

I just can't believe it.

She's so young.

[Jim sighs]

It doesn't seem possible.

[Jim sighs]

I just can't conceive
of anything happening to Brenda.

It's going to be all right.

I know it is.

I hope to God you're right.

I really wish you'd stop
talking about me

behind my back.

- Brenda, we weren't.
- It's these onions.

Mom, you heard the doctor.

It's probably nothing.

I'm sure it's nothing.

It's good you founded it.
It's just something to examine.

So don't make more out of it
than it is.

I'm not.

[door opens]

Hey, everybody.

Hey, big guy.

Brenda, I heard you left school
earlier today.

It's no big deal.
Just don't say anything.

Why? What is it?

I went to a doctor.

[suspense music playing]

Why? Is something wrong?

Sort of.

[suspense music playing]

I have a tumor in my breast.

[suspense music playing]

What does that mean?

Probably nothing.

They're going to do
a biopsy on Saturday

to find out more.

[suspense music playing]

Is it...

It's not...
I mean, do they think...

That's very unlikely,
right, mom?

Highly unlikely.

Absolutely.

They're just doing it
to find out more,

to make sure.

[suspense music playing]

Well, look on the bright side...

at least you get to miss
the SATs.

Right now, that's the last thing
on my mind.

[suspense music playing]

- You've got four choices, right?
- Right.

Well, out of those four,
one will be a total throwaway.

It is?

Yes. They do that
to weed out the morons.

You're kidding,
I could spend ten minutes

figuring out
why they put it there.

Well, don't. It's just a trick.

Now you got three choices left.

Out of those three choices,

one word will often mean
the total opposite,

so you can skip that one.

And of course I never do.

Okay. Now you're down
to two choices.

Even if you don't know
the answer,

you still have a 50-50 chance
of guessing right.

[laughs] That makes it
so much easier.

You can't spend too much time
on one question.

You have to go
to the test confident

and no hesitation.

I hope I can do it. Oh.

[hip-hop music playing]

You can do it.

You're smart already.

- That's your problem.
- Why?

Because you outsmart yourself.

Yeah, I know.

Sometimes
I wish I wasn't so smart.

You know what?

Hmm...?

You're cute
without your glasses on.

[Andrea laughs] God.

Is that supposed
to be a compliment?

No.

This is.

[hip-hop music playing]

I...

I've got to go.

- I...
- Now?

Yeah. It's getting late.

It is?

I'm sure you helped my score
200, 300 points.

Anytime.

Did I forget anything? I...

I guess I'm off.

[hip-hop music playing]

Good-bye.

[laughs]

Aah!

Uh, yeah.

Mom won't even look
at these pictures.

It's like she wants
to forget her or something.

It's just hard for her, Brenda.

They were so close.

Tell me about it.

I used to wish Sheila was my mom

and mom was my aunt.

She was so much fun.

Did you ever wish that?

Not after she got sick.

Yeah. It was awful...

[suspense music playing]

With her losing her breast
and then all her hair.

I couldn't imagine
that ever happening to me.

It won't.

I'll protect you.

You can't.

That's the thing.

Nobody can protect you.

You want to know
what I remember about Sheila

after she got sick?

What?

How lonely she was.

No matter how much love
we gave her,

she kept on getting lonelier
and lonelier.

After she died,
it was mom who got lonely.

I know.

She must have felt relieved
to move out here...

Like running away
from bad memories.

She didn't get very far.

Hey.

You're going to be fine.

How do you know that, Brandon?

Because I'm older...

and wiser.

[Brenda sighs]

And just how much wisdom
did you accumulate

in those momentous four minutes?

A small lifetime.

Very small.

Oh, my eye!

Oh!

My eye!

[Brenda laughs]

Oh, ho ho.

Hey, Brandon.
I've been looking for you.

Hey, Chief.

Where's your lunch?

Who can think about food?

The SATs are tomorrow.

That they are.

Is...

Is Steve joining you today?

No.

Good.

There's something important
I want to talk to you about.

[students talking]

There's something important
I wanted to tell you.

What?

You've got to swear
you won't repeat it.

Swear.

[Brandon sighs] Well...

Brenda found out yesterday

she has some sort of tumor
in her breast.

What?

They'll do some sort of biopsy
on it tomorrow.

Is she going to be OK?

Probably.

I wanted to tell you

because I feel like
I can't really flip out at home

in front of Brenda.

When the truth is,

inside,

I'm flipping out.

I can imagine.

I mean, I know she'll be fine.

Of course she will.

I'm sure she'll be all right.

But then again,

there's always that chance...

And I can't even comprehend it.

So you've just got to wait
until after tomorrow.

Don't tell her
I said anything, OK?

I swear.

You know...

Brandon,
you can tell me anything.

I'll always be here for you.

Thanks.

[Brandon sighs]

So what did you want to tell me?

[Andrea laughs]

Forget it.

Why didn't you say anything
at my house?

Because we were all doing it
as a joke.

I wasn't even sure what I felt
until I got home.

So what does it feel like?

Like a hard little lump.

It's kind of deep.

I can't believe this.

I can't, either.

But it's probably nothing.

That's what they said, right?

Right.

We'll know for sure
tomorrow after the biopsy.

Wow. That sounds so clinical.

I hate hospitals.

Oh. So do I.

So do I.

I sort of feel
like this is all my fault.

I started this whole thing.

No, I'm glad I found it.

You are?

Wow. I hope nothing
ever happens to my breasts.

Mine either.

Brenda, I just...

I don't know
how you can deal with this...

All the waiting and not knowing.

I guess I don't have any choice.

[suspense music playing]

Guess who.

Dylan, that's not funny.

Dylan!

Aren't we touchy today?

- SAT pressure?
- No.

Yes, it is.
The whole school's on edge.

That's why I only take these
once senior year.

While you will be suffering,
I'll be surfing.

Dylan, I'm scared.

Hey, Brenda,

it's only a test.

I'm going
to the hospital tomorrow.

I found something.

What do you mean
you found something?

I didn't want to tell you,
I was embarrassed.

Brenda, what is it?
What did you find?

A lump in my breast.

[suspense music playing]

I'm going to be there.

Dylan,

I don't want you there.

I'm going to be there.

It's changed things, right?

No, it hasn't.

You didn't even want to touch me
after I told you.

I was surprised.

I was scared.

So am I.

Brenda, I love you.

You're only saying that.

[suspense music playing]

[door closes]

[suspense music playing]

[door knocking]

Come in.

What are you doing?

Just thinking.

About what?

Oh... Life,

death,

love.

Pretty weighty subjects.

You know
what I'm most scared about?

What?

The thought of losing a breast.

How could I go on a date
if that happened?

Believe me, Brenda,
that is not going to happen.

Is that what you told Sheila?

If Sheila had started
checking herself at your age,

everything could have been fine.

Why is this happening to me?

Mom, I am so scared.

People keep telling me
that everything's will be OK,

but what if it's not?

What if I go in
to have my biopsy tomorrow

and they discover
that things aren't OK?

We'll just cross that bridge
when we come to it.

I need to make a phone call

in private.

Sure.

Come down to dinner
when you're through.

OK.

[Brenda sighs]

[dials the phone]

[phone ringing]

Hi, it's Dylan.
You almost got me.

Leave a message
and I'll get back to you soon.

[Beep starts]

I love you, too.

[suspense music playing]

We are gathered here today

to mourn the loss
of Brenda Walsh,

loving daughter

of Cindy and Jim Walsh,

and to take our SATs...

So...

You have 30 minutes.

You may open your tests.

And begin...

Now.

[paper screwing]

[suspense music playing]

Hey!

[suspense music playing]

"When I told Brenda
I loved her,

I said it out of... A. Pity,

B. Lust,

C. Deceit,

or D. Heartfelt emotion."

I can't believe
you have to think about this.

[suspense music playing]

"If Brenda's entire life

can be expressed
as a 24-hour day,

what time will
she be forgotten?"

"A. 1 a.m.,

B. 12 noon,

C. 4 p.m.,

or D. Brenda
will never be forgotten."

You're going to forget me
by lunchtime?

[slap]

[suspense music playing]

"The thing I want Brenda
to leave me in her will is...

"A. Her red pumps,

B.
Her porcelain dolls collection,

C. Her turquoise earrings,

or D. Her boyfriend."

Kelly!

[suspense music playing]

"The thing I'll miss most
about Brenda is...

"A. Her sunny personality,

"B. Her sparkling intelligence,

"C. Her quick wit,

or D. Her help in the kitchen."

Mom, is that all
you love me for?

Brenda, wake up.

[Brenda scares]

Oh.

Oh. I had the weirdest dream.
You were all...

[Brenda laughs] Never mind.

You better get up.
I let you sleep late.

We have to be at the hospital
in an hour.

Okay.

[door knocking]

Hey, sleeping beauty.

[Cindy] We're late.

So am I.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I just wanted to tell you
everything's going to be OK.

I'll be thinking about you.

Thanks, I know it will.

What time
are they going to do it?

At 10:00.
It's not that big of a deal.

I know.

Good luck.

Good luck to you, too.

What the hell. It's only a test.

[Brandon laughs]

How long will it take?

About 30 minutes.

- Will there be any pain?
- No.

As I've already told Brenda,

she'll be awake
during the procedure.

She'll have sedation
and local anesthesia.

Once the lump is removed,

we'll send it down to the lab.

I'll call you
as soon as we hear anything.

How long will that take?

Two or three hours.

That's not bad.

It's all very routine.

If you excuse me,
I should get started.

Thanks, doctor.

Hi, Brenda.

Hi.

Are you feeling drowsy?

I don't know, I'm too nervous.

Should we get started?

[machines beeping]

Let's do it.

We'll be through
before you know it.

[machines beeping]

[students talking]

[bell ringing]

[students talking]

All right. Take your seats.

We're going to begin
in two minutes.

[steps approaching]

- Wait.
- Look.

About what happened
the other night...

You don't have to say anything.
It was just one of those things.

Yes, it was one of those things.

We don't have to tell anybody, right?

We wouldn't make a good couple.

Terrible. The worst couple...

Horrible.

If these lovebirds are through,
we'd like to begin.

[steps approaching]

- Lovebirds?
- Lovebirds?

[machines beeping]

Do you feel anything?

Is this going to leave scars?

No. The incision is very small.

The stitch
won't even have to come out.

When I'm through,
I'll apply a pressure bandage,

and that's going to prevent
the blood and fluids

from collecting
at the biopsy site.

You'll have to keep the tape
across your chest,

and it has to stay dry.

So no showers for two days.

For two days?

I'm afraid not.

[machines beeping]

How's it going?

Very well.

I found the lump.

I'm just going to remove
the whole thing.

What does it look like?

Kind of like a little piece
of chewed gum.

Oh. That's disgusting.

[suspense music playing]

[Brandon sighs]

After Sheila died,
I didn't think I'd go

inside another hospital
for a long time.

These waiting rooms
are so awful.

Only when you are waiting
for bad news.

I've never had it any other way.

Well, you will this time.

I hope.

You know, Cindy,

what happened to your sister
was a tragedy.

She was young,
intelligent, beautiful.

She didn't deserve to die,

but you've got to stop
making Brenda's biopsy

into some bad rerun
of Sheila's entire illness.

It's not the same thing.

Jim,

aren't you scared?

No.

Unless I hear there's something
to be scared about.

Then I'll be scared.

[Brandon] Mom, dad.

Hey, guys.

What on Earth
are you doing here?

And the test?

I couldn't think with all this.

This is a deliberate plan
on her part

to mess with my concentration.

Can you make it up?

Under these circumstances, absolutely.

I'm glad you're here.

So am I.

Hey, Brenda.

Brandon, what are you doing?
And your SATs?

I bagged them.

I couldn't stop worrying
about you.

- How did it go?
- How you feel?

Fine, except for a little dizzy

because I was lying down
for so long.

Dr. Donner says we can leave.

She'll call us
when we're at home.

[Jim sighs]

Oh, my God!

What?

My hair is a mess!

I don't know. You look terrific.

Dylan.

I went to five hospitals.

You never told me
where you were going.

Home.

Come on, baby.

There we go.

Oh. Good to see you.

[Cindy laughs]

[suspense music playing]

It's almost been three hours.

She'll call any minute.

And when she does,
I'll answer it.

Fine.

Can I get anybody
something to eat?

Doesn't anyone know more jokes?

Dylan?

None that I could tell here.

[Brenda sighs]

[doorbell ringing]

Hello.

Honey, it's the doorbell.

I told you she'd answer it.

It won't happen again.

[door opens]

Guys, I'm not dead.

Are you OK?

Are you alright?

I don't know yet. We're waiting.

Here.

Brenda, I'm sorry
about the other day.

I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know how to react.

Can you guys just give me a hug?

[telephone ringing]

Excuse me, I want to get that.

I'll get it.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Yes, this is Brenda.

Hi, Dr. Donner.

[suspense music playing]

[Brenda] Uh-huh.

[suspense music playing]

[Brenda] Uh-huh.

It is?

Oh, thank God.

It's fibroadenoma,
like she thought...

fairly common in teenage girls

due to high level estrogen.

I guess my hormones were raging.

Tell me about it.

Ouch.

Yes, I'm still here.

I feel fine.
Hardly any pain at all.

I promise I won't
for two whole days.

OK. Thank you, Dr. Donner.

Bye-bye.

Woo!

[cheering music playing]

[Jim] Ah!

[Dylan laughs]

[girls screaming]

[cheering music playing]

[door opens]

Brenda.

Huh?

Were you sleeping?

No.

You gave us all
a pretty good scare.

I know.

Imagine how I felt.

I did.

It must have been pretty awful.

It was pretty terrible
for me, too.

Why?

Thinking about losing you...

You don't know how much
I'd miss you.

I think I have a good idea.

Good night, Brenda.

[soft music playing]

Don't you ever
do that to me again.

I won't.

I promise.

[soft music playing]