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And you will look forward
to the morning

when you will awaken
from a good night's sleep,

bring your ID
and your #2 pencils,

and arrive
at your SAT testing site

approximately 20 minutes before
the test begins.

Why? So we can worry
for an extra 20 minutes?

No, so you don't have
to worry about being late

on top of everything else.

Relax, Eraserhead.
You're a junior.

Come on. It's a piece of cake.

to concentrate...

Well, if it's so easy,

why are you all in here
taking your SATs again?

I want you to simply
bring yourself back

to the sound of my voice saying,
S-D-S-M.

Scan,

discard,

select,

move on.

Scan,

discard,

select,

move on.

Excuse me. We're from KTMB TV.

Would any of you be willing
to talk to us

about the pressures
you're feeling

getting ready for
the college entrance exams?

What's going on?

Oh, it's just the local news.

the highest possible
scores.

These courses make us
feel like at least we have...

The hell it is.

I have tried to improve
my scores...

the second time around.

Hey!

Steve, what are you doing?

Can I have my mic back, please?

- Why should I?
- Steve!

Don't you know
who these people are, Brenda?

Did you ever hear
of a sleazy TV show

called Back Story?

It's a junkathon news magazine

that goes out of its way

to ruin people's lives

on national TV.

Look, that is not true.

What about the story
on Samantha Sanders?

Hey, I'm new on the show.

Oh, don't try
and weasel out of it.

That was a hatchet job
if ever I've seen a hatchet job.

Let's just get out of here,
okay?

Come on,
don't waste your breath.

Really.

My mic, please?

Thanks.

Next time, I'll break it.

And your camera, too.

Samantha Sanders is his mom.

He's very protective of her.

I can see that.

Well, Brenda,

good luck on your test.

Thanks.

Hey, buddy

I heard you whaled on

some unsuspecting newswoman

last night.

Don't get me started.

Brenda said
you were releasing some

pent-up sexual tension.

Give a break, okay?

Oh well, speaking of pent-up,

there's some sweet young thing
who has her eye on you.

Nikki Witt?

Oh, try not to show
so much enthusiasm.

She's a sophomore!

So, you got some...

age bias thing going here?

I've got no age
bias thing going here.

Let's not forget
this is the girl

who's thrown herself at

young David Silver.

Maybe you're hard up...

Hi, Steve.

Hey, how you doing?

Great. So, uh...

still on for tonight, right?

8:00, Peach Pit.

Great.

- Bye, Brandon.
- Bye.

Well, I guess Brenda was wrong.

No flies on you.

Mm. No Suds on me, either.

She's BJ Harrison's girlfriend.

He'll be sitting between us.

Aren't there enough
college girls in the world

that these guys don't have
to come back

and raid our class?

Bran, she's a junior.

A junior?

Girls mature faster than guys!

Not in my house, they don't!

I really need a cigarette.

You're really hooked now,
aren't you?

I am not!

I'm just a little stressed out

with these SATs
and everything else going on.

You want to add
radiology treatments

to your busy schedule?

Kelly, I don't smoke that much.

A few puffs is not
going to give me lung cancer.

Do you know that smoking
increases your stress level?

Why don't you just lighten up?

If your parents knew,
they would flip out.

Yeah, so would Dylan.

He hates smoking with a passion.

But fortunately,
he loves the smell of perfume.

Uh, don't say anything, okay?

Whatever.

And don't say good-bye, either.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Since you're technically
still my senior buddy,

can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Why is everyone
so rattled around here?

It's not even a full moon.

The SATs are this Saturday.

Oh. That's what's going on
with Brandon.

Actually, he and Andrea
are the only ones

who aren't taking the SAT again.

Well, then, what's his story?

I mean, he's so serious
all the time.

Mm, that's just at school.

At the Peach Pit, he is
a completely different person.

Ah, thanks for the tip.

Well, once a buddy,
always a buddy.

Brenda,
I was hoping I'd find you.

- got a minute?
- Sure.

I want you to know,

I had nothing to do
with that smear

on your friend's mom.

You came all the way here
just to tell me that?

Can we go somewhere and talk?

Believe me,
working for Back Story

was not where I thought
I'd end up

after journalism school.

But jobs are hard to come by.

Well, I guess you got
to do what you got to do.

Well, I still think I can do
the kind of quality work

that bucks convention
and breaks down the stereotypes.

But I need your help.

Beth, I don't know.

It's a natural. Come on.

Stay tuned for the Back Story

on the kids
that go to high school

in the most glamorous city
in America.

How is that going to break down
any stereotypes?

Because I'm not going
to do a generic profile

of the blonde bimbette
on Rodeo Drive

with her daddy's gold card.

What interests me

is that you and your friends

are just a bunch of
ordinary kids,

living in
an extraordinary community.

Yeah, I guess Beverly Hills
can take some getting used to.

Which is a lot easier

if you get past
the surface glitz

and look at the difference
between what's real

and what's hype.

Right?

Do you have another cigarette?

So, when did you start smoking?

I was in Paris for the summer.

Everybody was doing it.

I started my senior year, too.

Actually,

your friends remind me
of the crowd

I used to hang with
in high school.

We're still really close.

So...

...what do you say?

Well...

Do I get to be on camera?

There you go, ma'am.

BJ! Steve called.
He's running a little late,

as usual.

How's college
treating you, okay?

I'm learning the ropes.

Here you go.

Brandon!

I need to talk to you.

How much perfume
are you wearing?

Listen, can we go
sit down for a minute?

Brandon, order's up!

I can't right now, Bren.
What's the matter?

It's nothing. It's just...

Brand-o!

Look, you go ahead. I'll wait.

Thanks.

Hey, Brandon.

Stevie, your date's
right over there.

Nice perfume you're wearing.

Sir, your order will be
right up.

Here you go. And here you go.

Orders up on 11 and 14.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Brandon! Hi...

Wow, I didn't know
you worked here.

- What a...
- Brandon?

Excuse me.

...surprise.

Beej, you got any old term
papers

lying around collecting dust?

I might.

Thought my senior year
would be a breeze,

but they're just piling
on the work.

It's funny
you should say that, Steve.

It's, uh...

...kind of why I'm here.

I'm about to make your life.

Oh, what is that,
the key to your heart?

This is the master key

to West Beverly High.

It unlocks every office,

every filing cabinet,

every grade bank.

Think of the possibilities,
Steve-o.

Yeah, right.

Hey, this isn't a trick,
Sanders.

This key is a legacy

that's been passed down
year after year

to the one student
who's lucky enough

to carry on the tradition.

And now...

it's your turn.

Where'd you get it?

I'm not going to tell you that,

and you'll never say
where you got it.

Right?

Why me, BJ?

I just want to make sure

you end up in my frat some day.

I don't know.

Hey, look, Steve,

you don't want it?

I'll find someone else who does.

I didn't say I don't want it.

I could get into
a lot of trouble with that key.

Okay...

Look, you need a little time

to think it over.

You got till the weekend.

And, um...

...for once in your
life, Sanders,

try not to be a jerk.

See you.

So, I've got three orders up,

and she just keeps saying,
"I can't decide."

I mean, either you like
vanilla or chocolate.

Am I right?

Why don't you just ask

Nikki out and get it over with?

I don't know.
She makes me nervous.

Well, maybe you
make her nervous.

I just wish I could make her
a little older, you know?

She seems so... innocent.

Hmm, appearances
can be deceiving.

Oh, very deep, Bren, very deep.

- Can we go now?
- Sure.

Look, I know that Back
Story has a bad reputation,

but Beth only wants
to do the story

if it's from my point of view.

I'm sure that's exactly

what they told Samantha Sanders.

Well, I don't know
anything about that, Brandon.

But Beth is the field producer
and she controls

what goes into the piece.

I mean, isn't that how it works?

Yeah, still I'd check
with Mrs. Teasley first.

Why do I need her permission?

You know how image-conscious
the school district is,

especially when it comes
to the media.

Why do you want to do
this thing anyway?

Well, I want to help Beth.

What is she,
your new best friend?

As opposed to my old
non-friends?

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't know, ever since
I got back from Europe,

I feel like I'm not on the same
wavelength with anybody.

I mean, Donna's off doing
her thing with David,

and Kelly's been
so moody lately.

It's like I can't say
anything right.

If it weren't for Dylan,
I wouldn't have anyone.

Excuse me.

Present company excluded.

Thank you.

I mean at the very least,

I have the opportunity
to make a positive statement

about what it's really like
to grow up in Beverly Hills.

Still,

check with Mrs. Teasley
before you get into it.

Hey, Dad, what's up?

Going out someplace, big guy?

Yes, if your mother
ever finds the address.

How are you guys?

- Great.
- Beat.

All set.

Finally, I'm starved.

Well, don't study too hard.

She will.

Don't party too hard.

See you later. Good night.

This is the thanks we get
for sending you to Paris?

Everybody smokes in Paris.

Well, no one smokes
in this house.

it's that simple.

I don't know anyone
who smokes anymore.

It really is a disgusting habit,
Bren.

Look, I've only smoked
a couple of times.

I don't even inhale hardly,
so you can all stop worrying.

Aren't there enough health
hazards we can't control,

without you voluntarily
adding another?

Dad... if I can survive
the smog in the air,

the pesticides in my food,
and the crime in the streets,

then I am bound to beat the odds

on a couple of lousy cigarettes.

Don't you dare make light
of this.

Mom, I'm sorry, I just think
you're all overreacting.

Then you have a short memory.

Think to when you had
to see Dr. Donner

for that lump in your breast
or do we have to refresh

your memory about
this family's medical history

when it comes to cancer?

Okay, okay, okay, listen...

So she lost her perspective
over there

with the Frenchies this summer,
that's fine.

But now that she's back...

Brandon, please shut up.

Do any of your friends smoke?

No, Dad.

And I don't either.

I mean, somebody gave me
that pack.

In fact, I can quit anytime.

Well, in that case, now is just
as good a time as any, right?

No problem.

know that I exaggerate... ♪
Assuage.

To lessen the intensity of.

♪I know I overanalyze ♪

Vitiate.

Um...

pass, next word.

What do you mean?

Do you think this is
a game show?

I wish it was.

Oh, yes, Donna Martin,
you get this one right,

you can win
the grand prize trip to

study hall!

Yay!

Applause from the audience,

thank you.

What?

Look, they're at it again.

Can't you at least
be sympathetic

to what I'm going through?

You sound disappointed

that I wasn't grounded.

...I'm glad
your parents caught you.

Can you keep your voice down?

No, it's too late for that.

What did they catch you
doing now?

I know I wasn't involved.

It was nothing.

Brenda, if you don't
tell me, Kelly will.

My parents found
a pack of cigarettes

that somebody gave me
and they went ballistic.

They wouldn't believe
it wasn't mine.

Bren that's because

nonsmokers don't usually
carry cigarettes.

You don't believe me either?
Great.

Brenda, the only thing worse
than having an addiction

is denying that you have one.

Kelly, please don't
get all AA on me.

Fine.

I quit, okay?

Whether I was ever
officially a "smoker,"

I am now a "nonsmoker,"
end of discussion.

What I'd really like
to talk about is

when you're picking
me up Saturday morning.

We should get there 20 minutes
before the test starts.

Bren, there's a change of plans.

I'm going to West Lompoc
to see my dad.

What about the SAT?

I'll take it the next time.

That's what you said last time.

You're gonna miss the college
application deadlines.

So, those are the breaks.

You are so frustrating.

Brenda, it's not written
in stone

that everybody has
to go to college

after they graduate
from high school.

Thank you.

Thanks, Kel.

Hi.

Hi

I saw you guys watching us.

Did you work everything out?

Yeah, everything's just groovy.

David, did you remember to bring

the video scrapbook I asked for?

Uh, yeah, sure.

I hope your friend
gets a kick out of it.

You know, I hate seeing you
and Kelly fighting all the time.

Yeah, well, tell it to Kelly.

♪Instead of complicating
things that ain't confusing♪

I was hoping it was you.

I brought you the yearbook and,

the video scrapbook
that a friend of mine made.

It's actually pretty good.
Most of it's in focus.

Fantastic.

This is going to be
a dynamite segment.

Before you start
you need to get permission

- from Mrs. Teasley.
- Who?

Our vice principal.

Oh, okay, whatever's standard.

But I think I'm gonna
put the piece together,

let her see it
and then make up her mind.

You're the reporter. Bye.

Where are you going?
Wait a second.

I have to get back to class.

Oh, I wanted you
to go over this stuff with us.

At least let me introduce you
to my supervising producer.

Come on.

Want one?

No, thanks.

Dan will be off in a minute.

Wow, you have, like,

a whole command post
set up here, don't you?

Yeah, Back Story has
15 mobile units

around the country.

We can edit right in here.

Gives us a lot of options.

Well, now I have the back story
on Back Story.

You sure you can't
stay and help me?

Well...

maybe just for a minute.

So Mr. Meyers wants to see
the proofs by tomorrow.

No problem.

Also, you know we talked

about a representative

from each grade to be put

on The Blaze staff ?

I think it's a good idea.

We found our first volunteer

in the sophomore class.

Hi, guys.

Brandon, you know
Nikki, don't you?

Yes, we've met.

Several times.

Brenda... I'd even share
my clothes with you

if it meant that you'd stay.

She struck me
as kind of an airhead.

No, she's not.

In fact, Donna and I were in a
French immersion program

in Paris this summer.

And by the end of it,
she was speaking...

Well, she had really,
really improved.

So she's partial airhead.

No, Donna has a
learning disability.

But she's not letting
that stop her

from taking her SATs.

And she's the sweetest
person I know.

And well dressed.

Yeah, she is a total
clotheshorse.

Although she's not
quite as bad as Kelly.

Kelly...

Now, Kelly's the other blonde.

Right.

And what's she like?

Well, when I first met her

I thought she was
a typical Beverly Hills snob.

You know, nose job, Beemer
and an attitude.

But she's become one
of my best friends,

I really admire her.

And why is that?

Because she turned
her life around.

Before I moved here,

she was...

shall we say, pretty loose.

And now?

She's completely changed.

I feel sorry for her though.

A lot of people can't get
past her looks

and see what a smart

and loving and caring
person she really is.

You know what,
you're really good at this.

Thanks.

Can I have one of those?

Sure. Help yourself.

Mrs. T? How you be?

I'd be fine if a certain senior
didn't park his car

in the faculty parking lot.

Steve, next time, I tow it.

Mrs. Teasley,
how's it going?

BJ, to what do we owe the honor?

Please don't treat him
like royalty.

It goes straight to his head.

Well, you don't make Dean's List

and Boys' Honor Society
three terms in a row.

Unless your feet are
planted on the ground.

Or unless you're just lucky.

How you doing, Steve?

Well, not as good as you,
I guess.

And so, America,
you might think that the kids

that live in Beverly Hills
must be some alien life form,

but if you stop
and look at somebody

like me, for example,

I have a head,
two arms, two legs.

I have two parents who've been
married to each other

for almost 20 years.

That isn't typical, is it?

I'm from Minnesota, remember?

Okay, cut.

Was that okay?

That was great,

better than I ever
could have hoped for.

Oh, my God, I can't believe
how late it is.

I guess I totally
blew off school.

I'm sorry, Brenda.

It's okay.
It was for a good cause.

You don't have
a spare toothbrush

by any chance, do you?

No,

sorry.

Sorry I'm late.

I didn't think you
were gonna come.

Yeah, and did you miss me?

Yeah, come here.

Babe, I can tell you
brushed your teeth,

but you still reek
of cigarette smoke.

Well, I was, um,
in a confined space

with a lot of smokers.

Bren, I have never had

a long-term relationship
with a smoker.

I don't intend to start now.

Fair enough.

Tell you what.

I'll quit smoking forever...

on one condition.

And what might that be?

That you take your SATs
this Saturday.

Dylan, just consider it.

Deal.

I'll consider it.

Now, you come here.

Not until you get out of
those smoke-ridden clothes.

You just want to see me slip

into something more comfortable.

Absolutely.

Yeah, that part's no good
anyway.

It's really overwritten.

That's the part I liked.

Yeah?

Well, it's stylized.

It's sort of a cafeteria

stream of consciousness
sort of thing.

Listen, Nikki,
I'm not giving this

the full attention
it deserves right now.

Maybe we should give this
to Andrea

and see what she has to say.

Um...

so you want me
to come back later?

Yeah.

Okay.

Um... bye.

Bye.

No, it won't work, Brandon.

You can't just
pawn her off on me.

What you have against her

I don't quite understand.

She's smart, adorable...

Enough already!

Andrea, you like her so much,

why don't you take her out?

Look, if it's that bad,
can I give you a word of advice?

Nip it in the bud.

Yeah.

Yeah,

no fun pining over
someone who's not interested.

Brenda.

I hope I didn't catch you
at a bad time.

Oh, well, we're still piecing
the segment together.

I'd invite you in, but...

I have to get back to class.

I just need to return the video.

Okay.
Hold on. I'll get it for you.

Brenda Walsh is here.

What am I supposed to tell her?

Tell her it's not gonna fly...

unless you can come up
with a better hook.

Where's the heat?

Where's the "ooh"?

That's not what I pitched.

Well, that's what I need.

Dan, I promised her I wasn't
going to exploit these kids.

I hope you didn't put it
in writing.

It's just not right.

Either you're going to do it
or I am.

Here you go.

Thanks for all your help.

Thank you.
I can't wait to see it. Bye.

Bye.

mean Back Story
is doing a piece

on West Beverly High?

We had to escort a cameraman
off the premises

and they have a Winnebago
parked on Alcott Drive.

So no one asked for permission?

No, they did not,

probably because they knew
we wouldn't give it to them.

So, please, put an
announcement in the paper

that we don't want any
students cooperating

with these people.

No problem. We can probably
squeeze it into this issue.

I hate tabloid journalists.

They are the sleaziest.

What's wrong?

I got to go talk to Brenda.

Hey

Steve, you seen Brenda?

No.

I hope everything's okay.

Do you think he works too hard?

I love new art supplies.

They're so clean.

Hey, you guys seen Brenda?

Haven't had the pleasure.

¿Qué pasa?

Brenda and Kelly haven't been
getting along so well lately.

Hey, Brandon,
where's your sister, man?

I was just about
to ask you the same thing.

I was looking for her,
to say goodbye

before I left for Santa Maria.

Going to see your old man?

Yeah, by the way, this girl,

she's asking about you.

Her name is Nikki Witt?

That girl.

Yeah, she wanted to know
if you had any hobbies, so...

I told her how much
you like to knit.

Thanks, buddy.

Tell Bren I'll be back Sunday.

I'll see her then.

Aren't the SATs on Saturday?

Yeah, but, college isn't really
where my head's at.

I know what you say, but
there is something to be said

for keeping your options open.

Mm-hmm, same could
be said for you.

Tell Nikki I said hi.

I'll do that.

Hello?

Mom, listen,
did Brenda...

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Was Brenda expecting me

to give her a ride home
from school?

Do you know? Cause I have some
things I have to do.

No, she was gonna study
in the library

because the SAT is tomorrow.

Thanks, Mom.

Is everything all right?

Yes, yes, everything is all
right, thank you very much,

and everything will remain fine

whether you're hanging out
asking me about it,

hanging around the newsroom,
dropping by the Peach Pit,

or whatever else you be doing,

everything will be just fine.

Look, look, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry...

I have nothing
against you personally.

I don't. It's...

I've had a lot on my mind
lately.

No, wait, that's not even a...

It just wouldn't work out,
that's all.

We're completely
different people.

The odds are stacked against us

if you know what I'm saying.

It's just the way I feel,
I'm sorry.

Wait, um...

I think I missed a vital
part of this conversation.

Can we go back?

All I said was,
"Is everything okay?"

and you told me that it was
and I'm happy to hear it.

I've just been
a little distracted.

Bye, Brandon.

What are you doing here?

Brenda, I don't give you
advice that often,

when I do, do me a favor
and take it, okay?

Fine, thanks.

How are you?

I was better before Ms. Teasley

came with an edict

from the board

about Back Story.

Didn't I tell you
to get permission?

The show's gonna take care
of all that.

They're going through channels.

What'd you tell these people,
Bren?

Brandon, I think
that you should just relax...

and let me get back
to the one thing

I do have to worry about,

the SATs.

Man, what a miserable day.

I spend all afternoon
looking for Brenda

to keep her out of hot water,

and when I finally
track her down,

her response is: "Go away,
Brandon. I'm busy."

Ah, Brenda can take care
of herself.

The counter's filling up,
Brandon.

Come on.

I'll be there.

I wish this job could take care
of itself,

or that paper that's due

on Monday I haven't started yet.

Brandon, what'd you do
if someone offered

to make your life
a little easier,

at least in the academic
department?

I'd say, "How much
and where do I sign?"

Well... you've got to swear
on your parents' grave

that what I'm about to tell you

no one will ever know.

How about just a simple promise?

Someone offered to give me
the master key to the school.

What do you mean the master key?

It's been handed down from
student to student for years.

It opens up every office,
every filing cabinet,

every grade bank.

And you have this key?

Let's just say there's
a window of opportunity

that's available to me.

Or us, if you're into it.

Well, I guess things
have come full circle.

We became friends in
Mr. Danzel's history class

you were only
interested in studying

for tests you knew
the questions to.

That sure backfired.

What makes you think this won't?

Steve, the way I look at it,

anything you can't
do out in the open

ain't worth doing.

You'll get into SC, man.

If I don't blow it.

Yeah, but you don't need a scam.

What do you wanna be?

Wanna be big man
on campus with a huge GPA

who's worried
about getting busted?

Or would you rather be
a guy who can sleep at night,

knowing he's doing
the best he can?

You always bring out
the Boy Scout in me, Walsh.

That's why I'm here.

Well, speak of the devil.

We were just watching the news

when they started promoting

a segment on Back Story

on growing up in Beverly Hills.

They're running it tonight?
What did they say?

"Rich and spoiled
in Beverly Hills.

"The Back Story
on the teenage inhabitants

"of the most glamorous city
on Earth."

"Rich and spoiled"?

When you hear the name
Beverly Hills,

you think of swimming pools,
movie stars,

the lifestyles
of the rich and richer.

A golden fantasy land
of palatial estates

and world-class everything.

And the pride of
this community

is West Beverly Hills
High School

where the princes and
princesses go to school

in their Porsche
and convertibles,

their designer clothes and
their all-American smiles.

Look, there's Kelly!

And Donna!

And Steve!

But at Back Story we found

that these children of
privilege

have nothing
to be smiling about,

for it's a sad fact

that all the money in the world
can't compensate

for the breakdown
of family values

that we found in our visit
to this mecca.

Brenda, that's you.

I have two parents who have been
married

to each other
for almost 20 years.

That's not typical here,
though, is it?

I'm from Minnesota, remember?

Brenda, when did you do this?

I didn't say it that way.

I never even talked to that guy.

In Beverly Hills,
you find the tragedy

of dysfunctional families
in the extreme.

There are the showbiz kids,

whose parents are consumed

by their own failing careers
at the expense

of their children's
emotional stability.

This girl has a severe
learning disability.

Her parents' solution?

Send her to Paris

on a whirlwind shopping spree.

That is so twisted.

I can't even watch this.

And then there's the girl
with the reputation.

This girl found at an early
age that in Beverly Hills

pretty young girls do
exactly what they can

for what they want.

I'm ruined.

Maybe no one's watching it.

With an absentee father
and a no-limit credit card

and a mother who's battled
the demons of drugs and alcohol

most of her adult life,

It's no wonder

that this blonde vixen
has no moral foundation

and a jaded,
world-weary attitude.

Kelly's line is still busy.

Dad, can't we sue them?

I don't know.

Maybe we should look into it.

Honey, I'm sure your
friends will understand

when you tell them
that those people

just distorted everything you
said.

No, I never should have said
anything in the first place.

I have to take a walk.

You saw Back Story, huh?

Yeah, it was horrible.

Come on, I'll give you
a ride home.

No, I just want to
walk for a while.

Want some company?

That's okay.

What's up, Bren?

You want to be alone
so you can have a smoke?

Brandon, they made it seem like

I said all those terrible
things.

Nobody's ever going
to talk to me again.

I really need a cigarette.

Bren.

It seems to me
if you can get through this

without a cigarette,
you can probably get

through anything.

So, you want chocolate sauce
on this?

Three scoops, straight up.

Kelly's line is still busy.

Well, what about Donna?

No answer.

You know I wish I could get
a hold of Beth Nielsen.

Break down some
of her stereotypes.

Of course,
she's not even listed.

Kelly, get off the phone!

Yeah, David, hi...
is Kelly there?

Uh, yeah, but she doesn't wanna
talk to you.

And frankly, neither do I.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, I didn't expect to see you
until next weekend.

Yeah, you told me
how slow time passes here,

so, I picked up these books
you want

and I brought 'em up.

Well, yeah, time
does go slowly here,

that's why I'm good

at keeping dates in my head.

You got the SATs tomorrow.

So, why did you want to drive

all the way up here and back?

You oughta be home getting
a good night's sleep.

I just thought
I'd go check out the waves

at Avila State Beach instead.

What?

Don't tell me
you're disappointed.

Well, what good is
that gonna do, huh?

I mean, if you wanna learn
everything the hard way

just like I did,
you're entitled.

That's right. I am.

And if you just wanna
wait around, hang out,

until your trust fund matures?

Sounds good, huh?

Doesn't sound bad.

Yeah, then you got a wad
of money

in your pocket, you'll think
people respect you.

till the money runs out

and you realize they don't.

That's right. I must've forgot
who I was talking to.

You know everything
about buying respect,

don't you, Dad?

That's the reason for
the big endowment

to California University,
wasn't it?

That's right, Dylan.
That's exactly right.

And it didn't work.

Because deep inside
I knew I was a fraud.

Look, whether you go to college

or not is your decision.

But if you bust your butt
for the four years

and you get a degree,

Nobody can take that
away from you.

You and Jim Walsh have
the same speechwriter.

Look, I don't expect
you to do anything

just because I tell you to.

But if you really
want the respect

of the Jim Walshes
in this world,

you better earn it.

I'll keep that in mind.

Look, Donna, you
gotta stop thinking

about that stupid show.

If your mind drifts during
the test,

just remember what we learned
S-D-S-M.

Scan, Discard, Select
and Move on.

Scan, Discard, Select
and Move on.

Hey...

saw you guys on TV last night.

Miller, why don't you leave
Kelly alone.

She's a hard enough time
without your lip, okay?

Hey, I'm not gonna dis her, man.

I'm just a little concerned

about your
"emotional instability."

Get outta my space, butt head!

Donna, I tried
to call you last night.

Scan. Discard. Select. Move On.

Kelly, I know
how mad you must be,

please let me say something
before we go in there.

Even though we've been
fighting a lot lately,

you have to know
that I love you,

and I would never have said
those things about you,

on or off camera.

I mean, you have to believe me.
I feel terrible.

It's okay, Brenda.

I'm sure you needed to get
that off your chest.

And now that you've done
what you needed to do

to feel better,
I have a test to take.

Is it too late to sign up
for the test?

Can I help you?

Is Brenda home?

No, she's taking her SATs.

Right, she told me.
I totally forgot.

And you are?

Beth Nielsen.

Ah, the backstabber
from Back Story.

And what do you want
with my sister?

More gossip or have you come
to finish her off?

Should I come back another time,

or will you take a message?

I think you owe it to her

to talk face-to-face.

Fair enough.

Just out of curiosity,

what could you possibly
have to say to my sister

after that smear job?

That I quit.

That my stomach
can't handle it anymore,

and neither can my conscience.

Do you know how I can get
in touch with Kelly Taylor?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do.

Whoo!

You know, somehow
it seemed easier

for me this time.

You always focus

when you're angry.

How'd you do, bro?

I think my brain cells
are fried.

Well, it was a walk
in the park for me.

I nailed that sucker.

...let's get out of here

before Miss Teenage
America comes out.

Really. I'm starving.

Hey, what about Donna?

They're giving her extra time,

but it may take like
an hour and a half.

So we'll go get something to eat
and come back for her.

And what if she finishes early?

Oh, great.

Look who's coming out.

Well, I got nothing'
to say to her.

So, how'd it go?

As badly as you would expect,

considering the amount of sleep

that I got last night.

If it's any consolation,

I didn't sleep much either.

I'm glad.

You have every right to hate me.

I totally betrayed your trust.

Yeah, you did,
and I don't get it.

You were in cahoots
with them too, Brandon?

No, he wasn't,
and neither was Brenda.

She's as much an innocent victim

in all of this as you were.

That's what I'm trying to
explain.

Yeah, save it for the judge.

Steve, come on.
Give her a chance.

Why should we believe
anything she says?

Because why else would I be here

if I didn't wanna
tell the truth?

She's just trying to assuage

her feelings of guilt.

Yeah, you're right.
It won't work.

Because I caved at the end,

and I have to live with that,

but it didn't start out
that way.

We wanted to do it
differently, Brenda and I.

We wanted to say:

Here, you see this blonde
bombshell

from Beverly Hills?

She's a really terrific girl.

She's sweet and intelligent

and one of a kind.

That's what you were gonna say.

What was wrong with that?

Because in the real world,
you have a boss,

and your boss has a boss, and...

you get sucked in.

That's not a good enough reason.

I agree.

That's why I quit,

immediately after the broadcast.

Look, my apology
doesn't make it right.

But believe me,
Brenda had nothing

but the best intentions in this.

And I have her on tape
to prove it

if you'll take the time to look.

Did you really say that I'm...

intelligent?

And one of a kind?

I sure did.

I'm sorry.

Beth, you shouldn't smoke.

It's bad for your health.

Yeah.

"Assuage," young David?

It's "to lessen
the intensity of."

I know what it means.

Is that really what it means?

Yeah.

Donna, what kind
of special treatment

did you get?

Like open book testing or what?

No, it just means
I got more time.

Well, I wish I had more time.

Remember all those questions

about space exploration?

In the reading
comprehension part.

Was the narrator
supposed to be a Martian?

You are so lame.

Steve, he was a Martian.

Otherwise the whole story
wouldn't have made any sense.

He was a Martian?

Nikki! Come here.
Sit next to me.

Um, no, thanks, really,

it's okay.

Uh, I don't want to intrude.

Excuse me.

Nikki, Nikki.

Can I talk to you for a second?

♪ I'm ready and... ♪

I know what you're going to say,

but they told me you
weren't working today.

I didn't know you
were gonna be here.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to be bugging you...

Nikki, it's okay.

I just want to apologize
for blowing up at you.

I was preoccupied
with a lot of things.

In fact, I don't know really
what was going on.

It was so unlike me.

Obviously you're
a very nice person.

In fact, I, I like you.

There was this boy,
uh, in third grade.

His name was Marty Halfon.

He used to kick my chair
and make me cry.

And my mother said
it was because he liked me,

which I found so strange...

I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to interrupt.

I just, uh, had to do that.

It's okay.

I understand.

So, you, uh, want a milk shake
or something?

Yeah.

Chocolate or vanilla?

How 'bout a little of both.

♪ ...And every tomorrow
I know we will share... ♪