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Brandon!

Come on!

Ohh.

Brandon, wake up.

We have school in 16 minutes.

Dream on.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

I'm sorry,

but our deal was you weren't going to travel

and I wasn't going to gripe.

I just think, if you can travel on business

then I get to gripe at home.

Which brings me to the bottom-line question--

when are you coming back?

How many calories are in a kiwi anyway?

12 a slice.

No tonight's not soon enough

not it would definitely due.

We'll come up with something special to welcome you.

No wonder everybody here has a great body.

Everything healthy is delicious.

At that price, it better be.

What time dad due home?

By dinner, if his plane's on time.

Yes, your children are right here.

Yes, they're fine.

In fact, they're totally bad,

or maybe it's rad.

I don't have the lingo down yet.

Yeah, me, too. I'll see you tonight. Bye.

Poor dad.

Transfers out here from the Midwest,

and his first business trip's back to Chicago.

Makes you wonder what we're doing out here,

doesn't it?

Yo, West Beverly!

It's TGIF in a major way today

'Cause the sun's shinin'.

I'm stoked for some major tanning this weekend.

If life's a beach, why not live it?

I'm DJ Mike MC,

the voice of rhyme and reason on KWBH,

a def-jam that's always pleasin'.

Ciao. Adios. Sayonara. Shalom. See ya!

I knew it. - What?

That I'd be going to the beach, I knew it.

You and everyone else around here.

No, no, I'm serious.

I had a dream about it last night.

Kelly!

Brenda. Hi.

Hi.

You remember my brother?

Hi, Brenda's brother.

Brandon. Hi. Hi.

Hi. - So what are you guys up to ?

This weekend? Working on my back.

I spent Saturday lying on it,

so my tan's totally uneven.

At least you have one.

I'm starting from scratch.

Start this weekend, Secos Beach will be a major scene.

Great. Look, I'll see you guys later, okay?

Brenda, your brother is dope.

So anyway, you know,

I'm in desperate need of a new look.

Oh yeah, with that new nose, you'll need one, Kel.

What's next, a tummy tuck,

liposuction, pierced nostril?

No, Steve.

I'm just going to have your mouth wired shut.

Come on before he asks for alimony.

After a year with you, I deserve it.

I love it. I love it!

What?

Kelly Taylor at Secos Beach in a bikini.

Huh?

Steve!

Steve sanders, how's it going?

It's gone. - See the Hartley house?

It's my favorite rerun--

the episode where Hartleys enter Mary Jo

in the "mother of the year" contest.

By accident there essays go to the president.

Look, I don't watch the show.

Why should you, you got

Mary Jo Hartley as your real life mom.

It must be incredible cool

to have Samantha Sanders as your mother.

Steve? Ste--

Later, dude.

Gee, Dave,

I don't think he likes you.

I was wondering when you'd waltz in here.

Good morning, Andrea. Nice to see you, too.

Hi, Ms. Rye.

Our ace sports writer, always a pleasure.

Here, ace.

Your next assignment.

Sorry, chief.

I don't do editorials,

especially when they're called

From the Midwest to West Beverly--

a transfer student speaks.

So change the title.

Some help, Ms. Rye? - I'm just the adviser.

She's the boss. - Brandon, just try it.

You might be surprised by what happens.

Besides, you're too good

just to cover sports anyway.

Really, you think?

She does.

Ok, fine. I'll try it.

Great.

Deadline's tomorrow.

Tomorrow? That's one day.

And a night.

Andrea, it'll keep till Monday.

Morning, first thing.

You are relentless!

Thank you.

Down.

Open.

Up.

Left.

What is it?

Floor plan.

What for?

The perfect dance club.

I see you've done your homework, man.

Looks are deceiving.

I've never set foot inside a club.

Every time I try, I get carded.

How did you design it?

I used my imagination

instead of my experience.

Oh, how sweet.

How touching.

A little dork with big dreams...

But no experience.

At least I'm not the missing link.

What did you say?

Hey, take it easy, guy!

Where's that erase command anyway?

Touch that board, my friend.

Please.

Touch it.

You know, the tragedy of this country

is that creeps like you two running it.

Yeah, losers like you--

Let me tell you something just

so you know in advance.

I'm not in a good mood today.

In fact, I'm feeling a little hostile.

Whoa.

You're doing a good job, kid.

Keep up the good work.

Your friend's pretty cool.

I've never seen the guy in my life.

Hey.

My name's, uh, Brandon Walsh.

Brandon Walsh.

Scotch or Irish?

Both, actually,

by way of Minnesota.

Listen, what you did to those two nimrods back there

was great.

Yeah, well,

I just don't believe in winning through intimidation

unless, of course, I'm doing the intimidating.

Are you hungry?

I got next period off,

we could grab a bite.

Yeah.

Let's do lunch.

Don't see much water in Minnesota.

Lots of lakes.

No oceans.

My sympathies.

Come on.

Where we going?

Field trip.

I don't know, Dylan.

I got this editorial to write.

Yo, McKay!

- What's good? - What's up, bro?

Get in the green room!

Come on, Dylan! Let's catch some waves!

Man, I dreamed about this place.

Who doesn't?

Welcome to paradise, man.

Welcome to your dream come true.

Wipe out!

Barney!

Whoa! Hoo!

You all right?

I got you.

You all right? - Yeah.

Yo, Minnesota! You all right?

I love this!

Whoo-hoo! Barney!

When you graduate to the big board,

we'll tie it to your ankle.

I think that's a little optimistic.

When we got here, those guys told Dylan

to get in the green room.

Is that the ocean?

The ocean's our house.

The green room's the gnarliest place in it.

When you're in the green room, you're riding the perfect wave.

You don't go to West Beverly.

Me? No.

I don't go to West Beverly or Beverly.

I live in the Valley.

You know, darkness at the edge of town.

How do you know Dylan?

I don't. Who does?

The guy's not exactly an open book.

Not that he'd let me read into him anyway.

Then what's he doing here?

Dylan likes hanging with us.

Bust a few with Eric and Duane.

My real name's Sarah.

They call me Betty because they think

I'm some dumb little surf bunny.

I got my own stick, and I can match any guy on it.

I bet you can.

You're really nice.

Well, I'm from out of town.

I can tell.

Well, we're here every morning at 6:00.

Sunrise surf and it's awesome.

I'm there, Sarah.

Good.

Good.

Gross... grosser... Grossest.

Kelly, come on.

Some of that stuff would look great on you.

We're going to the beach, not the Valley.

Oh, wow. Oh, Brenda. Yes.

These are hot.

These are you.

These are $150.

Well, chic or cheap. The choice is yours.

No, it's yours.

I can't afford to choose.

Hi. Paper or plastic?

Plastic.

Toujours plastic.

Steven?

Steven?

What's up, mom?

Are we still on for dinner?

Give up a dinner with a mother who's both talented and famous?

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Sweetie, do you know the Silver Boy?

- I believe he's new. - What about him?

His father's Mel Silver. He's producing a new series

with a part that I would be perfect for.

You want me to be nice to his son.

I want you to be nice to everyone.

But if you do see this David Silver,

it wouldn't hurt telling his dad I'm a fan, would it?

No, mom, even if it means talking to him.

I got to go. You're on.

18 degrees in October?

Well, welcome to tropical Chicago.

It's 50 degrees warmer here.

It's one of the main reason I agreed to move.

You do remember our agreement, don't you, Jim?

Mom, did you unpack the sewing kit yet?

Linen closet, top shelf, your father's on the phone.

Oh, no, he isn't. He has to go.

He sends his love.

I love you too, daddy.

Your daughter loves you too.

Yeah, and so does your wife.

But call me later.

Ok. Bye-bye.

Hey.

Hey yourself.

So where is he?

He's still in Chicago.

He's staying till tomorrow.

So much for our big welcome back feast.

Which means there's more for us three of us.

Better make that two.

The paper assigned me an editorial.

Really. What about?

Uh, you know, about moving here, being here.

Worked on it all afternoon.

Figured I'm good for couple more hours at the library

before my brain totally shuts down.

How about fuel for the rest of you?

No, thanks.

Think I'd rather just keep running on empty.

Bye.

Don't work too hard.

I won't.

So, did we get daddy's permission?

Nope. We got mom's.

What are you doing?

Trying to make for free

what trendy stores sell for $150.

Need any help?

All I can get.

Oh.

That paper is certainly keeping your brother busy.

Yeah. I'm swamped enough with schoolwork.

This girl who graduated last year came back to visit.

I heard her say West Beverly was harder than college.

What isn't harder out here?

Oh. You know what I mean.

More homework, bigger homes,

better clothes.

Not better. Just more expensive.

Well, I'm glad you know the difference.

Well doesn't mean I like

watching Kelly giving her credit cards a work-out.

I wonder what it would be like to take it all for granted?

Do you like this?

Oh. Yeah.

Yeah, that's good.

Good.

So, is this what you call the Sunset Strip, man?

No, that's what the tourists call it.

Oh, maybe he'll get hip by graduation.

I think he's fine right now.

I bet you do.

What are you two doing here?

Same thing you are-- waiting for something to happen.

Yeah, well, it ain't happening here.

- Come on. - Where you going?

Anywhere but here. You want to come?

Yeah, sure, I'd love to. - Hey.

- She goes where we go. - Isn't that her decision?

Oh, well, uh, you heard him.

Decide.

We'll follow you.

What's this?

Ah, a little leisure reading.

Byron-- The Collected Works?

Mad, bad, and dangerous to know.

That was him, and that's me.

Your surfer buddies know you read poetry?

Ahh, those boneheads Wouldn't know a poem

if it walked up and bit them.

Except Betty. She's cool.

She doesn't think so.

She would if those guys didn't treat her like a doormat.

We all think we deserve something better, but...

Betty really does.

Yo, McKay, where we going?

What are we doing here?

Visiting friends.

I thought you people from the Midwest

were supposed to be so sociable.

Come on.

Come on.

Uh, so, Dylan... These friends of yours know we're coming?

Of course.

Oh!

Voila.

Well, don't just stand there. Come on.

Where do you suppose...

Ah.

Let there be light.

Ah, this is so outrageous.

Hey, don't just stand there. Come on in.

Come on, Dylan. Let's get out of here

and grab a burger.

Hey, I got a better idea.

Let's stay and grab one.

Room service, this is... room 211.

Dylan, come on. - Five cheeseburgers.

Medium well. That's all right?

Oh, yeah. - Five orders of French fries.

That's it. I'm out of here.

Minnesota, really.

You got to relax.

If I want to relax, I'll do it in my own room.

Not somebody else's.

Hey, Brandon, wait.

For what, to get busted

for breaking and entering?

It's just for fun.

Not where I'm from it isn't.

Come on, Brandon. Stay with me.

You better make that order for four.

Hey, Minnesota, wait up.

The name's Brandon, all right?

Brandon Walsh. It's Scotch-Irish, remember?

How could I forget?

When your order's ready,

would you be eating on the terrace or in your suite?

Upstairs is cool, Tony.

Very good, sir. - You live here?

Dad's corporate pad. It's mine when he's out.

How often?

Often as possible.

My parents aren't exactly into parenting.

But, oh--shh. Don't tell them upstairs.

Wouldn't want to spoil the fun.

No, we wouldn't want to do that.

Well, stick around.

Henry downstairs

makes the best French fries in town.

Brandon, come on.

You wouldn't want to ruin my reputation.

You're right.

I wouldn't want to ruin

the only real thing you've got.

Any year you're ready, Bren.

I said you could come in.

What are you so crabby about, anyway?

Lousy night.

Well, I've got news for you--

no one enjoys spending Friday night studying.

I wasn't at the library.

I hung out on the Sunset Strip

or whatever it's cool to call it.

And the Bel Age Hotel.

For your editorial?

No, for fun. At least, that was the idea.

Ignoring the most obvious question--

which is why wasn't I invited?--

how'd you end up at the hotel?

This guy I know.

His parents keep a suite there.

Guy? What guy?

He's in my tech class. His name's Dylan McKay.

Wake up, Brandon. Everybody knows about Dylan McKay.

- Knows what? - That he's, like, major trouble.

I heard he got this girl in Paris pregnant.

I'm not surprised. And you know what?

I don't care.

You know...

I think for a while I'm just going to go back

to being my old, basic, uncool self.

why, Kelly, so nice to see you.

Honey, she's here!

What I could do with a car like that.

Yeah, what I'd do with a daughter like that.

Brenda...

I look awful.

You look great.

Really?

I take it all that mascara's waterproof?

Oh, mom, don't start.

So, how great?

Greater than that fashion victim out there.

Kelly? How does she look?

Like a reject from a Megadeath video.

She paid a fortune for that outfit. Well, come on.

No, I don't think so.

Brandon, it'll be fun.

I'm not happy with my viewpoint.

You're not happy, period. All you do is study.

If I go who'll keep mom company?

No. Not on my account.

You were at the library late last night.

Yeah, but-- - Brandon...

We're in California.

It's the beach. What have you been dreaming about?

Really. I'm fine. I'm OK.

My sun block's upstairs.

This is great.

This is bogus.

I don't see a single person

I'd want to talk to.

Besides, I'm freezing.

Well, you should've dressed warmer.

I didn't pay a small fortune to look like an eskimo.

I'll go check on my brother, he doesn't know anyone.

Hey, Kel.

Warm enough?

Oh, surf dudes unite!

Whoo!

We're united.

Welcome!

Welcome!

I'm organizing

an organization against tourists from West Beverly.

They walk this way,

they get their ass kicked.

Yeah!

This beach belongs to us.

The beach...

And Betty.

Oh, boo hoo!

We hurt her feelings.

Oh, she's just bummed

because she'd rather hang out with them.

I wouldn't socialize with those...

Those...

Those for anything.

Here, Brandon. Help yourself.

No. Thanks.

Guys...

He's a teetotaler...

And I'm totaled.

I'll see you guys later.

Hey, wait.

I was just being friendly.

Yeah, well, you were friendlier yesterday.

You were also sober.

I thought you liked me.

I do.

But this isn't you.

Be careful, OK?

Oh, come on, surf's up.

No, no, no.

We want sand in our Cheetos. Thanks.

Yo! Minnesota!

You still not cool yet?

Not cool enough for you.

Hey...

Last night was supposed to be fun.

If it wasn't, well, I apologize,

but it was supposed to be.

You know told me why Betty hangs with those guys,

but why do you?

Look, if I wanted to hang with them,

I'd be there drinking myself into a stupor, but I'm not.

I'm standing here because I'm sorry.

I want to be your friend.

Truce?

Truce.

Cool. You coming?

No. My sister's back there.

Well, I'm out of here. Later.

Hey, Steve.

Some party, huh?

Yeah. It's all right. How you doing?

Just fine, fine. I'm--I'm doing fine.

Fine, sir.

My mom knows your dad.

She said say hello.

Oh, really? I tell him that.

All right. Do that.

Well, see you around.

All right.

Sorry.

David, your dad doesn't know Samantha Sanders.

Who cares? We're in.

This party is totally beat.

Does that mean we're leaving?

It means I am.

Me, too.

I'll go find Brandon.

Hey, Bren!

Hey.

Are you having fun?

In a word--no.

Good. Kelly wants to leave.

I think she just did.

No way. I just left her.

I can't believe it.

I can.

Someone else will give us a ride.

Brandon, people don't surf when it's this cold.

It's Sarah.

Brandon!

- She's not breathing. - Oh, God.

911, Brenda, right now.

OK. OK.

Come on, Sarah. Breathe.

Breathe! Come on!

So you're sure she's OK?

Thanks to you two.

Her body temp have already had dropped

two degrees from exposure.

Is that normal?

Depends on what your definition of normal is.

It happens all the time to alcoholics.

Are you saying she's an alcoholic?

Nobody drinks that much for fun.

They're all right?

They're fine.

They're also heroes.

You should have seen him, mom.

The paramedics said he saved that girl's life.

But you're all right?

Really, mom, we're fine.

And we're sorry.

Sorry about what?

You heard the doctor.

You're heroes.

I think she meant you must have been worried.

Worried? Me?

What reason would I have to worry?

I mean your father goes away on business,

you two go to the beach, I don't hear from you for hours

and then the next thing I hear some hospital calling to

tell me to come get my children.

I have to tell you something.

If this is a day in the life of your Beverly Hills family,

we're moving back to Minnesota.

Hey, dude.

Minnesota, glad you could make it.

Where's your stick, bro? - Where's Sarah?

- Who? - He means Betty.

You got me man, when we split last night,

she was stoked to surf right then and there.

What happened?

You guys are scum.

Excuse me?

No way. Not now. Not ever.

Whoa!

All--all right. Enough.

Ugh! Ugh!

I said enough! Enough!

What happened to her?

Call Malibu Hospital. They'll tell ya.

She better be all right.

She is. No thanks to them.

Hey, we didn't know.

You didn't care, either!

Hey, man, that guy is a real tool.

Hey, thanks, man.

Sorry I wasn't around last night.

Well, you didn't know.

I should have.

Hey, you up for breakfast?

I've, uh...

I've got an editorial to write.

The one you were supposed to write the other day?

Yeah.

Only now I know what to write about.

Kelly called again.

Next time tell her I moved back to Minneapolis.

She feels bad enough already.

She should.

I think you're being too hard on her.

How do you learn to be considerate of people

when no one's ever been considerate of you?

That's very mature, Brandon,

but you aren't the one she's never considerate of.

Here.

What's this?

Just read it.

The Green Room, by Brandon Walsh.

What's the green room?

Just read.

"There's an expression surfers use

for the curl of a perfect wave--

it's called "the green room".

And getting inside's the peak of the ride."

This is about sports?

It's my viewpoint, Bren. Just read it.

OK. I'm sorry.

"To a new student like myself,

the green room might as well be West Beverly,

because getting inside it--

to the in crowd, the in parties, in cloths, in cars

requires a skill they never taught us in Minnesota,

or so I thought.

That's when I took it at face value,

when I believed people's images

and played along with them.

What I've learned is that appearances can be deceiving,

and if you believe them,

you deceive yourself more than anyone else.

I know better now.

So when you meet me in the halls or in class,

or on the lawn at lunch,

I'll be looking for more than meets the eye,

and I hope you will, too,

because that's where the green room is."

Brandon, it's beautiful.

You think?

I'm so touched, I may call Kelly and forgive her.

Well, now, don't do anything too hasty.

Let her suffer a little. She deserves it.

Good night, Bren.

Thanks for listening.

Just remember me when, uh,

everybody wants to get into your green room.

Bonjour.

Oh. You do speak English. That's good.

Uh, is Mrs. McKay in?

No. Well, who is this?

The service?

Uh...

Well, did they leave a message for Dylan?

Dylan.

Their son.

No message.

Uh...

Would you just tell them that I called?

Yeah.

Yeah. They have the number.

Oui.

Au revoir.

Yo, West Beverly!

It's that day of the week again.

And this is DJ Mike MC.

Now listen up,

this song ain't dedicated to the one I love,

but to the local heroes

who busted a rescue move on Secos Beach

and saved someone's life!

Way to go, hommie. Peace.

David.

Oh, hey, Steve, how you doing?

I was wondering if you are you free for lunch

with my mom and your dad?

Anytime. - Great. All right.

Actually, I'm not sure. My dad's usually in surgery.

Is dinner cool?

Yeah. I guess.

What is your father doing in surgery?

His job.

Your dad's Mel Silver, right?

Yeah. You knew that.

Yeah. Mel Silver the producer.

No. Mel Silver the oral surgeon.

I don't believe this. - What's wrong?

I've wasted all this time on the wrong dweeb.

Later.

Well, we were in...

For about five minutes.

Yo, ace.

I saw what you wrote.

And?

And...

I'm glad I made you do it.

You know something, Andrea?

So am I.

Good.

Uh, Brandon.

Sarah.

How are you? What are you doing here?

Discharged this morning.

Clean bill of health,

at least physically.

I thought my parents would wig,

but they were cool.

They want me to join a program.

I think that's probably a good idea.

So do I.

I'm not too good about talking about my feelings,

but you can guess what they are about you

and what you did.

These people here are really intimidating.

These people don't have anything on you.

Listen.

My last name is Walsh.

Give me a call sometime, OK? I'm listed.

That's easy. Not many people in Beverly Hills are.

I'll see you.

OK.

I still cannot believe

you saved that girl's life.

Everybody's talking about it.

So...

I'll see you at lunch?

Sure.

OK.

So, how's it going?

Not bad. Not bad at all.

You know, Bren...

I think we're going to make it here.

Speak for yourself.

I was.