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Excuse me.

Is this seat taken?

No.

Do you mind?

Thanks.

They stuck me in the back
there all by myself.

I really hate to fly alone.

Especially
all the way to L.A.

So, let me guess.

Are you heading to the coast
for an audition?

No. I'm going home,
back to college.

College?

What's your major,
driving men wild?

(laughs):
Not exactly.

Psychology.

Are you traveling
to L.A. on business?

Sort of. I'm an artist.

I'm moving to a new
studio in Venice.

You know, I live
right on the beach.

That practically
makes us neighbors.

Great. I don't know
a soul out there.

Maybe you can give me
the grand tour.

Or at least tell me
where I can find

a decent all-night deli.

I'd be glad to.
You know,

you have incredible eyes.

And that mouth,

it's like a ripe strawberry.

(laughs):
Oh, I can't believe
I said that.

This is just
a stab in the dark,

but are you a member
of the Mile-High Club?

Excuse me?

The Mile-High Club.

(laughs)

It's easy to join.

Did you see that?
That was great!

God, I've always
wanted to do that.

All summer in New York
I knew you were crazy,
but this was hilarious.

I thought that one guy
in the gray suit was gonna
choke on his smoked almonds.

So, what do we do now?
Stay in here
for a little while,

really drive 'em crazy.
Hmm.
really drive 'em crazy.
Hmm.

That'll be easy-- 'cause
you do drive me crazy.

WOMAN (over speakers):
The captain has turned on
the "fasten seat belt" sign.

Please return to your seats...

I guess we won't be joining
the Mile-High Club this trip.

That's all right-- it's
the thought that counts.

Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

Val?

Anybody home?

(sighs)

Great.

I wonder who's been sleeping
in Papa Bear's bed?

(tired sigh)

Hi.

Good morning.

You must be Brandon.

(laughs):
I must be dreaming.

Would you mind telling me
what the hell you're doing here?

Does it matter?

No. No, I guess it...
really doesn't.

(speaks unintelligibly)

I thought I heard
something in here.

(chuckles):
Val!

Hi. I'm home.

So I've noticed.

(chuckles)

(clears throat)

Brandon, this is
my best friend from Buffalo,

Ginger.

Yeah, we've, uh, we've met.

(chuckles)

I've been hanging out here
for a couple of weeks.

I hope you
don't mind.

No, no, don't mind at all.

(chuckles)

Well, I better go

and hit the showers.

(sighs)

(door closes)
So, welcome home.

(chuckles,
clears throat)
It's been three months.

Thanks. It's
good to be home.

(shower running)

Yeah.

You know, if you
would've called first,

I could've had her
gift-wrapped for you.

(sighs)

COLIN:
You know what?

Remind me never to get
involved with a model.

They have way too
many suitcases.

Yes, but look
at the upside.

Yes. You have one
hell of an upside.

Not a bad
backside, either.
(laughs)

So, this is
your place, huh?

This is it.

Huh.

What is this?

A Rodin?

No, it must be
a Henry Moore.

Put that down.

And I love the posters.

Did you get these
at the student bookstore?

Excuse me if it's not fine art.

It doesn't have
to be fine,

just original.

I guess you're right.

I never realized
how tacky this place really is.

How tacky what is?

Hi!

Welcome...

...home.

Clare Arnold,
this is Colin Robbins.

My artist friend.

Hi.

"Colin Robbins' work
attains a...

"formal depth and radiance,

"yet reflects the
tangential nature
of living in a...

fast-moving,
media-filled environment."

Art News. July.

She has a photographic memory.

I'm impressed.

So am I.

Do you always go around
quoting art magazines?

CLARE:
Only when my roommate's
dating the artist.

Well, I'm...
I'm flattered.

And I'd love
to stick around,

but I've got to
meet my landlord

and pick up my keys.
KELLY:
Yes.

Colin rented a loft in Venice.

Oh.
As soon as
I get set up,
Oh.
As soon as
I get set up,

you should come over
and see my studio.

Sure, yeah, cool.
All right.

Bye.

I'll call you later.
Okay.

See ya.

(gasps):
He is so beautiful.

I know.
How'd you meet
him again?

I told you, I was doing
this shoot in Tribeca...

Hey there, sailor.

You thirsty?
Thank you.
You thirsty?
Thank you.

Oh, it's such
a beautiful day.

You know,
I wish this summer

would never end.

I never thought I
could be this happy.

Well, God knows
I never thought

I'd find myself
in a place like this.

Yeah, well, my dad says

you're the best first
mate in the yacht club.

I wish we could just
stay on this boat

and sail away, you know?

Well, chart a course,
and I'm there.

(giggles)

Ahoy, mates!

Hi, Daddy.

Say, you want to take
her out for a shakedown

before tomorrow's race?

Sure, let's go.
Who would've thought

a couple of city
guys like us

would've made such
great sailors, huh?

Thanks, Dr. Martin.

I've had a great time, really.

Good. Look, you cast off.

I'm gonna go downstairs
and power her up, okay?

All righty, Cap'n.

You know, my dad
really digs you.

Your whole family's been
so great to me this summer.

Yeah, well, you've been
pretty great to me lately.

Well, I'm glad you noticed,

'cause I love you a lot,
and I'm really trying

to make up for what
happened in Palm Springs.

Well, I think it's working.

So, how was Boston?

Ate a lot of lobster,

proofread a lot
of obituaries

for stuffy Brahmins.

But working at the Herald
was cool.

Well, you guys,
I'm headed for the gym.

You want to come, Brandon?

No, thanks, I, uh,

I drove all night.

I think I'd better
get some sleep.

I hope you won't be
lonely without me.

She's a piece of work.

Yeah, well, she was my only
friend after I left Minnesota.

She's still a piece of work.

You know,
I'm glad you came home.

I really missed you.

It was really hard seeing them
take everything out of here.

So, how long you been living
without furniture?

Well, everything went
into storage last week.

Heard from
the dragon lady lately?

Oh, yes. The lovely Candace
was here yesterday.

So, escrow's gonna
close next week, huh?

Yeah, finally.

It was supposed
to close in June.

At least you had a place
to live this summer.

You know, you didn't
have to rush back.

I could've handled
things on my own.
Uh-uh.

I had to say good-bye
to Casa Walsh myself.

(sighs):
So, where you gonna live?

I don't know.

Ginger's thinking
about staying here in L.A.,

and if she does,
maybe we'll move in together.

How about you?

Tell me that moving in
with Steve Sanders

is not the stupidest idea
I ever had.

Well, think of it this way--

you'll learn how to buy beer
in six languages.

Great.

Don't let me sleep
through dinner, huh?

I won't.

Hey, Brandon?

Yeah?

(sighs)

What happened between us
before you left?

I mean, have you thought
about it at all?

Yeah.

I don't think we should pick up
where we left off, do you?

I don't know.

Come on, Val, you were there.

The minute
we took our clothes off,

we started laughing
uncontrollably.

I knew we should have
turned off the lights.

It was my tattoo, wasn't it?

(chuckles):
No, it wasn't.

Val, you're beautiful,

and unbelievably sexy,

but we both know
it's just too weird.

I know.

I just had a lousy summer,
that's all.

I thought you were dating
a Dodger?

Actually, he was an Angel.

More like a devil.
I don't know.

We had fun until they sent him
down to the minors.

You ruined his game?

I know. I feel terrible.

But that's not
the worst part of it.

What could possibly be worse
than that?

Honestly?

I haven't talked to the gang
except for Steve all summer.

I mean, Clare and Donna
won't return my calls,

and if Kelly was here,

she probably wouldn't
talk to me either.

Val, everyone goes their
separate ways during the summer.

That's just the way it goes.

Give 'em a chance,
they'll come around.

You'll see.

I promise.

You told me that six months ago,
and nothing's changed.

If Ginger goes back home,
I think I'm gonna go with her.

Well, you can't do that.

Why?

Because you're the only family
I got left here.

You mean that?

Yeah, I do.

Thanks.

I can't believe
with pictures like this,

you're actually
going back to school.

What for?

I don't want to be just
another pretty face.

If I'm gonna keep modeling,

I want to be
completely in control.

I forgot.

The new Kelly Taylor doesn't
take any crap from anybody.

That's right.
(knocking)
That's right.
(knocking)

I'll get it.

Oh, I'm gonna go
to bed.

Anybody home?

Hey, stranger.
How did you know I was back?

I hear things.

Could I come in?

Yeah.

So, how was your summer?

Good.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Wow, you really did
some beautiful work.

That is beautiful.

That's my favorite.
Can I have one?

Right here.

That's my favorite one, too.

Yeah.

How was your trip?

Well, my passport's got a stamp
on every page.

I'm right back where I started.

Well, I'm not back
where I started.

I mean, we're not back
where we started.

I didn't come here
to talk about us.

Good.

What?

You know what this is?

That's your dad's watch.

Yeah.

On my last stop in Mexico,
I went back to retrieve it.

I had left it at some cantina
to cover a bar tab.

Well, I'm glad you got it back.

I know it means a lot to you.

Yeah, I'll never get him back, though.

Till I find out
who killed Jack,

I can't go back to anything, anybody.

His things are in a storage
facility in the Valley.

I made an appointment.

Dylan, I can't do that with you.

Why not?

You were there.

You knew him.

I can't do it alone.

I need a friend.

Friends.

You're sure that's all you want?

That's all.

GINGER:
Hey.

Hey, guys.

Who wants some caviar?

Depends.
Who paid for it?

I did.

Uh-huh.

She's getting a little carried
away with Beverly Hills.

When in Rome...

Not the Rome I know.
COMPUTER VOICE:
You have mail.

Hey, look at this. I already got
some e-mail from Jim and Cindy.

What does it say?

It says, "Dear Brandon.

"Please call us
as soon as you get this.

Love, Mom and Dad."
Isn't that cute?

So much for the information
superhighway.

No kidding.

Hello, Mr. Walsh?

COMPUTER VOICE:
Good-bye.

Hey, bud.

Hey.
How's it goin'?

David, how you doin', man?
You guys know Ginger?

I've had the pleasure.

He wishes he'd had the pleasure.

Ouch.
Ouch, stab me in the heart,
why don't you?
Ouch.
Ouch, stab me in the heart,
why don't you?

I'm David Silver.

Ginger Lamont.

Hi.
Lamont?

Since when?
It's Ginger LaMonica.

Where have you been hiding him?
He's cute.

Well, David, you got
the seal of approval

from Buffalo's finest.

Thanks.

Brandon, we're about
to make you a very happy man.

How's that?
Tell him, Silver.

Well, one of my dad's patients,
this divorced guy,

has this incredible apartment
in a high-rise on Wilshire.

Now he got back together
with his wife,

so he's, he's kind of
stuck with the place.

It looks like we can get it,

furnished,
for practically nothing,

but we gotta move now,
otherwise we lose it.

Bye, ladies.

Bye.
See ya.
Bye.
See ya.

Nice meeting you.

(knocking)

Brandon!

Candace.

Welcome home!

Thank you!

With escrow due
to close,

we just have to tie up
a few loose ends.

Oh, Valerie,
darling, hello.

Hi, Candace.

Uh, there may be
an inspector or two
dropping by,

but other than that, that's it.

Great, great, I know the place
is kind of a mess right now,

but we'll make sure
it's spotless.

Oh, that won't be
necessary.

It won't be?

No. The people who are buying it
are planning to tear it down.

You can trash this place
if you want to.

Well, we're not really
the trashing types.

CANDACE:
Oh, I gotta run.

Call me day or night.

Okay? Bye-bye, darling.

You got it.
Bye, gang.

Bye-bye.
(chuckles)

Who would want
to tear down this house?

I love this house.

Oh, Brandon, get over it.

This is no time
to be sentimental.

You know what
this means, don't you?

No.

Brandon, think about it.

She said we could trash
this place.

So?

So...

that means we can party.

P-A-R-T... Why?
Because we got to!

(both grunting loudly)

Whew!

It'll take days to go
through all this stuff.

Yeah, I probably should have
done this a long time ago.

Why didn't you?

I don't know.

You know maybe it's best

that you don't find out
who killed Jack.

Shouldn't the police
be doing this?

Yeah, they should.

So should the FBI, but they're
not, that's the problem, Kel.

Nobody's doing anything.
That's why we're here.

What are we looking
for, anyway?

I don't know-- contracts,
memo, fax, phone message.

Anything with
a clue on it.

I wish you could
just leave well enough alone.

So do a lot of people.

Maybe they're right.

Maybe they're not.

Why'd you come here anyway?

Are you gonna help me
look through this stuff

or are you gonna give me
a hard time?

Fine.
Where do I start?

Pick a box. Any box.

♪ Put the top down. ♪

STEVE:
Nice wheels, Walsh.

Thanks. Guilt gift
from Jim and Cindy.

They couldn't live
with themselves

leaving me here
all by myself.

Aw, you poor baby.

Yeah.

Ah, check it out.

Hey.
Oh, it's good
to be back in L.A.

So how were the girls
in Boston?

A pale comparison.

But I went out with them anyway.

Good to know it wasn't all work
for our cub reporter, huh?

Oh, no, summer of lust.
How 'bout you boys?

Oh, not quite.

Clare broke up with him.

Steve, I broke up with her.

Come on. That was
two months ago.

What you gonna do,
mourn forever?

And what's with that haircut?

You look like a Buddhist monk.

I hope you don't mind
me telling you.

You'd better trim
that off before

something nests
in it, man.

Enough, all right?
I'm not mourning.

I've been out,
like, twice.

Oh, you're breaking
my heart, Silver.

No, no, don't have pity
for him, okay?

Please, the kid works at
the Greek Theater all summer.

Free tickets, he's a stagehand.

You know stagehands?
They have groupies there.

If you want to have
pity on someone,

have pity on me, okay?

I busted my ass
in summer school,

and I am still not a junior.

Wait a minute. Val told me
Peach Pit After Dark's

become one of the hottest
dance clubs in town.

You got nothing to do with that?

No, not a thing.
I'm a doormat there.

It's just the way it is.

I take 'em to the top
and they dump me.

Just like Kelly.

Anybody heard from her?

Who wants to know?

(laughs)

How about Dylan? How's he?

Oh, boy, you just don't stop,
do you?

Aw, come on,
give him a break.

He had a rough summer,
world tour and all.

Yeah, probably had a woman
in every port.

You know,
I really gotta travel more.

♪ Let yourself go, accelerate. ♪

Look, let's make this fast okay?

The party at Donna's yacht
awaits.

This is it?

This is it.

Silver, this is the nicest
building in the whole corridor.

How good is this?

Believe it or not fellas,
it's the penthouse apartment.

Three bedrooms, three baths
with double spa tubs

and 24-hour maid service
for a nominal price.

(laughs)

Just make sure I get
the biggest bedroom, okay?

Oh, sure. Remind me
to get my teeth cleaned.

I get the biggest bedroom.

I tell you, my old man had
a way with a checkbook.

Look at this.

His bar tab for one month
at the Beach Club: three grand.

That's a lot
of martinis.
Yeah.

Did you find
anything else?

His divorce agreement.
It's quite a read.

Iris got $6 million cash
to disappear.
Hmm.

It's all here
in black and white.

Well, at least
your dad wanted you.

My dad left
when I was two.

What was wrong with him?

He's still alive.

Might as well be dead
as much as I see him.

What's that?

It's...

it's Jack's notebook
from prison.

Keeping track
of all his pinochle games.

His cellmate was into him
for quite a bit.

Well, maybe you
should collect.

Yeah, maybe I should.

Hell, he probably knows
a lot about him

sharing a five-by-nine room

for two years.

You still miss him, don't you?

Every day.

Whoever took him away from me
is gonna pay for it.

You're serious.

I'm dead serious.

Please be careful.

No matter what is between us

I couldn't bear it if
anything were to happen to you.

Don't.

I told you there's
someone else.

There's always
someone else.

Dylan... we're over.

You don't need me anymore.

I'll always need you.

(calypso music playing)

I've gotta hand
it to you, Doc.

You put up one hell
of a challenge.

Not bad for a bunch
of landlubbers, huh?

Donna, you remember
Mr. and Mrs. Korman.

Hi. Nice to
see you again.

Well, Donna, you've
certainly grown up.

Donna's going to celebrate her
21st birthday this Christmas.

And you don't look
a day over 19.

This is Donna's
boyfriend, Ray Pruit.

Nice to meet you, sir.

Call me Jerry, please.

I'm already old enough
to be your father.

Don't make me feel worse.

Oh, would, would you
excuse me for a minute?

Really, did you get a load
of that woman's jewelry?

What do you think
she wears to a formal.

They're probably fake.

More importantly,
what are they doing here?

I... I don't know.
I didn't invite them.

You know, normally I'd say
the more the merrier,

but, with those two,
I'd rather jump overboard.

Yeah, well, there's nothing
we can do about it now.

So, don't say anything.

I don't want to ruin
my mom's party okay?

Okay.

Hey, guys.
Hey, ladies.

Hey, ladies.

Help yourselves.

Donna, I hope you don't mind
that we just showed up.

Steve said you were
inviting everybody.

No, of course not.
It's fine.

You have a beautiful boat.

Do you mind if we take
a look around?

Be my guest.

I love L.A.

Watch out.

You'll be turning back
into a pumpkin soon enough.

Not necessarily.

I could marry well.

Well, then you better
forget about Brandon.

The one thing he
doesn't have is money.

He makes up for it
in other areas.

Yeah, tell me about it.

You're sure you don't mind
if I take my shot?

I thought you already did.

Yeah, but that was
just fooling around.

Now it's time to get serious.

(both laughing)

To the high life.

To 24-hour maid service.

To double spa tubs.

Ah!

Brandon, you came!

Hey, I wouldn't miss
your party for anything.

Is Kelly here?

Uh, no, she couldn't make it.

She's with Dylan.
It's not like that.

It had something to
do with his father.

Donna, it's okay.

Right.

Felice...

Yeah.

May I talk to you
for a moment?
What's wrong?
May I talk to you
for a moment?
What's wrong?

It seems I've
lost my ring.

Are you sure?

Yes, I was in the
downstairs bathroom.

I took it off to
wash my hands--

I left it right on the sink,
and now it's gone.

Maybe you just dropped it.

Donna, would you go down
and see if you can find it?

Sure, what'd it look like?

It was an emerald
and diamond cocktail ring.

It's my anniversary
present from Jerry.

What's going on?
Mrs. Korman left

her ring in the head.
Did you see it?

No, I was just down there,
but I didn't see any ring.

Barbara, I'm sure
we're gonna find it.

We better.

Harris is on his way down.

You know the drill?

Yeah, I know the drill.

My old man was a "guest"
here for a couple of years.

(door buzzing)

Dylan McKay.

Never thought I'd
see you again.

How you doing, Ben?

All right.

I brought you some books.

You still like
Robert Ludlum, yeah?

That's quite a memory
you got there, kid.

Thanks.

How's your blood pressure?

Through the roof.

What else is new?

You didn't come here
to talk about my health.

You know why I'm here.

I can hazard a guess.

So what do you know?

Jack told me
to look out for you.

Yeah, well, Jack's dead.

You looking to meet
him in heaven?

I'm looking to meet
the guy that put him there.

You know who that is.

Who doesn't?

I don't.

I wasn't willing to trade
my life for the information.

Although I was given
the opportunity.

Maybe it's best
if I don't tell you either.

I read this one already.

They all come out the same.

But in real life,
the good guys don't make it.

Maybe this time they will.

His name is Marchette.

Anthony Marchette.

Businessman.

Very private.

You'll never get to him.

That's what they said
about Jack.

Thanks for the books, kid.

Try not to get
yourself killed.

Your daddy wouldn't like it.

Time's up, man.

That's right, we're
in Basin D, Slip 44.

The yacht's name is Felonna.

John, hang up.

I don't want
the police involved.

Look, the Kormans can't
make an insurance claim

unless we file a report.

Maybe we better
get out of here

before they line us up
for a strip search.

I don't know, I'd
stick around for that.

I hate this boat.

Mom, relax.

Wasn't Ray in the bathroom
right after Mrs. Korman?

A lot of people were
in the bathroom.

I'm just saying...

I know what
you're saying, Mom.

And I don't want
to hear it, okay?

Hey, did anybody ever find
the ring on the boat?

I talked to Donna
and nothing's turned up.

How does this sound?

"Dear Mom and Dad.

Send vast quantities
of money."

It's too sensitive.
It's too sensitive.

I can't get right
to the point.

Let me give it a try.

All right.

Hey, hey, hey, ow!

Dear Mom and Dad.

I have the major hots

for your son.

Love, Ginger.

Whoa, whoa, you, uh...

you just sent that.

Well, at least
now they'll know
you're not lonely.

Help, Val.

Yo, yo, yo, yo.

What's up,
ladies and germs.

Inside this box,
I have got the key

to make this the party
to end all parties.

Check it out.

Steve?

Steve, what're you doing?

Tagging the wall.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah, I'm feeling fine.

Come on, they're gonna
knock this house down.

Give me that!

All right, but think
of all the destruction

we could do here
without any consequences.

It could be
rather liberating.

Go for it.

Steve... (chuckles)
I can't.

This is my house.

Brandon, come on, this house

is going to be a pile
of rubble pretty soon.

What are you going to do
when the bulldozer comes, cry?

Hmm? Hmm?

I will not.

(laughing)

Good, good, not Picasso,
but not bad.

Val, I need your help.

I'm gonna go on a beer run.

I need those strong
arms of yours.

Why do I have to do
everything around here?

Oh, stop complaining, will ya?
It's for a good cause.

Besides, your fake I.D.'s
better than mine.

Let me try that.

What do you think?

I wouldn't have pegged
you for a romantic.

I am full of surprises.

I bet you are. Good nighty.

Hey, hey.

(knocking)
CLARE:
D?

Yeah.

Hurry up. Ray's here,
and Kelly just called.

She's meeting us
at Brandon's, okay?

Is Colin coming?

No. He has to unpack
or something.

RAY:
Donna, get a move on.

I'll be right there.

Come on!

So, what do you think?

You look beautiful.

You always look beautiful.

Thank you.

Clare will be right out.

So, that gives you a few seconds
to mess up my lipstick.

Was it just me,
or was your mother

giving me the evil eye today?

What are you talking about?

She thinks I stole
that ring, doesn't she?

No, no, she doesn't.

Come on, let's just go
and have fun tonight, okay?

Hey! Stop that.

We've got
a party to go to.

And you have lipstick
all over your face.

I'm ready to go.

I like it.
Cool.

So this Dylan,
is he over you?
No.

If you want him to leave you
alone, why did you go with him?

Well, when his
father was killed,

I wasn't really
much help to him.

I guess I feel sort
of bad about that.

So now you've done
your part and you're free.

Yeah.

Let me ask you something.

Do you like your father?

Where'd that come from?

I just want to know more
about you, that's all.

Yeah, my dad's great.

He coached Little League,
raised five kids,

put me
through art school.

But he works for an
insurance company.

He still wants to know
what I do for a living.

What do you do for a living?

Come here.

Smell this.

It's the scent
of creativity.

Better than food,
better than sex.

Better than me?

Well, there's always
room for improvement.

You look good
in Burnt Sienna.

You are crazy.

Why...

Do I look crazy?

Well, there's always

room for improvement.

(loud music playing)

(knocking on door)

It's open.

Hi.

Help me with my zipper?

Up or down?

What would you prefer?

Turn around.

You're such a good boy.

Wouldn't want to be
late to my own party.

You'd be very late.

Brandon!

Brandon,
where are you?

Hi, Kel.

Hey! I hate you!

You didn't call
me all summer.

Yeah. I hate
you, too.

So how was New York?
You look great.

Thanks. It was everything
I thought it would be.

So are you the world's
greatest reporter yet?

Well, I don't
know about all that,

but they did invite
me back next year.

Good. I want to
hear all about it.

Well, hang on a sec.

Kel, this is Ginger.
Ginger, this is Kelly.

I'm a friend of Valerie's

from Buffalo.

Oh. Well, any friend
of Valerie's...

Care to finish that sentence?

No. Brandon, I'll
see you downstairs.

Is there a window open in here?

I think I just felt
a cold wind blow through.

I think you're right.

It did get a little
chilly in here.

Well, I know how
to warm things up.

Oh, you do?

Oh.

That's a little better.

Excuse me.

Hey, there's five more
of these in the car,

and lots of other goodies.

You know,
if I didn't bring the food,

you guys would never
invite me to anything.

Oh, Nat, we love you!

And we emptied the fridge,
so there's plenty of room.

Good. 'Cause you're
going to need it.

Hey, Nat!

Hi, Kel.

Welcome home.

Thank you.

I didn't realize
you were back.

Sorry to disappoint you.

So, have you
seen Brandon?

Oh, yes.

How about Dylan?

I can see you haven't changed
this summer, Valerie.

Meaning?

Meaning I have.

The gloves are off. Watch out.

Ooh! I'm quaking.

Good. I'm not playing anymore.

Not with you, anyway.

Everything under
control down here?

Yeah. It's a party
and a half.

♪ ♪

(yelling and laughing)

Hey, not bad for
last-minute, huh?

You try anything like
this in our new house,

I will kill you.

This is post-impressionist
love shack, man!

Donna, you're wearing
the necklace I got
you in New York.

How does it look?

It looks beautiful.
I'm glad you like it.

You didn't bring me
any jewelry, Kel.

You know, I saw some perfect
little dangly earrings

you would have loved.

Next time.

I can't believe this.
I know.

If Jim and Cindy
could see this place now,

they would flip out.

I never thought Brandon
would get this wild.

I guarantee Steve had something
to do with it.

Hey, stranger. Hey!

How's the jet-setter?

It's good to be home.

Well, I missed you.

Yeah. I'll bet. Some party.

Yeah. Just a few hundred
of our closest lunatics.

Is Kelly here yet?

You'll never learn, will you?

Learn what?

Hi.

Did you get what you wanted?

Yeah.
Good.

I'm happy for you.

Are you?
I guess.
Are you?
I guess.

Hey, there,
Mr. World Traveler.

What's happening?

How you doing,
Mr. Boston Strangler?

I'll let you two catch up.

I'm going to dance.

So, I heard you spent
the day with her today.

How did it go?

Oh, you know how she is--
barrel of laughs.

Hey, Brand, you know a
guy named Tony Marchette?

Yeah, sure. Casinos.

Big business.
Land development.

Murder.

What are you
talking about?

I'm talking about...
he's the guy.

He's the guy that killed my dad.

Nobody seems to
want to do anything

much about it,
though, except me.

And you're involving Kelly
in this?

I tried.

She didn't want to play, so...

It's okay.
I'd rather drag you in anyway.

Sure.

Why should I let you
have all the fun?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was way out of line.

I'll clean that up for you.

Sorry.

It's okay.

You know,
for the first time,

I feel like
your friends

actually don't mind
having me around.

Are you kidding?

They like you as much as I do.

Well, maybe not as much as I do.

Dylan, are you leaving?

Yeah. I gotta get out of here.

I'm worried about you.

Don't be.

Come on, Brandon.

Take me upstairs.

You sure about that?

Are you kidding?

Come on. Let's go.

Uh...

You know, Ginger, there's
something you need to know.

I know everything
I need to know.

She broke up with
you, remember?

Come on.
Let's... let's mingle.

Party pooper.

That's my man.

I'm taking off,
Brandon.

What for, Nat?
Party's just getting started.

Well, enjoy yourself.

I can't take any more.

What are you talking about?

Uh... Would you excuse us
for a second, please?

Excuse us.

What's happened to you?

What are you guys doing
to this house?

It's disgusting.

It's a disgrace.
Nat, the people

who bought this house
are going to tear it down.

That doesn't make it right,
Brandon.

This was your home.

Who died and made him
third grade teacher?

Candace, what
are you doing here?

Oh, Valerie, uh, I
tried to call and call.

The phone just rang
all the time.

No wonder. You probably
couldn't even hear it.

What?

Where's Brandon?

Oh, in there somewhere.

Brandon.

Candace!
You party animal, you.

I need to talk to you,
Brandon.

Can we go someplace quiet?

There isn't anyplace quiet.
Talk here.

Brandon,
the house fell out of escrow.

I'm sorry.
I didn't hear that.

I said the house
fell out of escrow!

What?

The house fell out of escrow!

It's all yours!

I'll talk to you tomorrow,

sweetheart.

Yeah. Yeah.

(glass breaking)

What are you
worried about, man?

We're moving into a place
that's got double spa tubs.

Steve, will you
shut up already?

I've got more things
to worry about than
bathrooms, all right?

What if Big Jim saw this house?

He'd have a heart attack.

Well, we just won't
tell your folks,

and we'll just
fix the place up.

Valerie, Muntz was swinging
from the dining room chandelier.

And it's not there anymore.

Great, great, great.

Someone please
stop the bombing.

Don't worry, man.

I have the ultimate
set of tools.

It's going to take a lot more
than tools to fix up this place.

It's nothing
money can't fix.

Your money,
thank you very much.

Big deal.

Look, Brandon,
we'll all help.

We'll put everything back
the way it was, okay?

Is she always
so cheerful?

You know what
my dad always says.

You make your bed,
you gotta sleep in it.

Just don't sleep in it alone.

Can I borrow your jacket?
I'm cold.

Sure.
Thank you.

I'm going to go
get another cold
one. Any takers?

Coffee, please.

Yeah. Me too, man. Please.

Oh, no.

What's wrong?

It's Barbara Korman's ring.

The one she lost on the boat.

Great.

Ray's got a new career.

Hold on.

You don't know he took it.

What's going on?

You tell us.

I... I found this
in your pocket.

Care to explain
how it got there?

Come on, Ray.
Just tell us the truth.

Did you steal the ring?

No, I didn't
steal any ring.

I believe you.

You hear what he said?

He said he didn't take it,
he didn't take it.

Hey, don't
mock me, Sanders.

Hey, man!

You're a jerk, Sanders.
You're all jerks.

All right?
Yeah, I took the ring

and I put it in my pocket
so you guys would find it.

Smart thief, huh?

What are we supposed
to think, Ray?

I don't know, Val.

I don't really care.

You can think whatever
the hell you want.

I'm out of here.

I've had enough
of this.

Easy, man.

(door closes)

Well, on that cheery note...

Party's over,
ladies and gentlemen!

Let's go!

You want some coffee?

Thanks.

Look at this place.

I can't believe
I let this happen.

Don't beat yourself up, Brandon.
It's not your fault.

Of course it's my fault.

This house is
my responsibility.

You thought they were going
to tear it down.

And that's supposed to be excuse
enough to behave like animals?

I'm going to bed.

I got a lot of work to do later.

Everybody said they'd pitch in.

Yeah.

Think I could talk Jim and Cindy
into not selling this place.

Letting me stay here?

Why would you want to?

Because this is my home.

I love this house.

I'm not going anywhere.