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Well, just make
some phone calls, yeah.

Armand Greer, Pete Harris,
the usual gang of idiots.

I want to know
who's still talking to me.

Yeah, well, uh...
make it about 8:00.

Give me time
to take a long, hot bath.

Okay, I'll see you then, baby.

All right, bye.

- Christine?
- Yeah.

You know, I liked her.

She is real easy to like.

So what do you think

about the limo, huh?

Just like the old days.

Oh, I don't know.

I wasn't really too fond
of the old days.

It was just a little gift

from my attorneys, so we might

as well enjoy it.

How did you swing this anyway?

I thought you didn't have a shot

at parole for at least

another couple years.

Well, I don't
honestly know, son.

The lawyers worked
something out.

I just packed my bags and ran.

So what are you going to do now?

Long term: who knows?

Short term: we party.

Call your friends,

whoever you want.

We'll call room service,

have Ricardo fix something up.

Give me a chance
to forget I lost

the last two years of my life.

I'm glad you're out.

Me, too, son.

Me, too.

Looks like we have company.

Yeah, everybody turned out
for their favorite felon.

Let me handle this.

Was there a financial
transaction involved

in your sudden release
from prison?

I don't have
that kind of money.

What about
the dozens of lawsuits

pending against you?

How will you
compensate the people

- alleging you stole their money?
- Talk to my lawyers.

I've been out of touch
for a while.

Mr. McKay, what's the first
thing will do,

- now that you're free?
- I'm going to Disneyland.

I'm gonna spend some time
with my son.

- Mr. McKay, what about...
- That's it.

I'll talk to you later.

I really thought
you meant it

when you said you loved me.

I did.

But you don't anymore?

This is not about love, Jackie.

Then what is it about?

I like women, okay?

I can't help myself.

A 19-year-old dental hygienist

is hardly a woman.

I told you. That's over.

Only because you're
already bored with her.

Okay, so I'm a bastard!

What do you want from me?

I want you

out of my sight.

Go be with your bimbo.

I'm sorry, Kelly.

It's not your fault.

I mean, I like your dad.

He's always been really cool
to me, you know.

I-I just can't believe he'd do
something so tacky.

Yeah, well, believe it.

He did the same thing
to my mother.

It was just a different
dental hygienist.

Only thing was my mother
didn't have the guts

to throw him out,

so she moved to Portland

and started a new life.

Well, when it comes
to throwing guys out,

my mom's got a lot of practice.

I just feel bad for Erin.

I mean, she's just a baby.

At least she's too young
to really know what's going on.

Until she gets old enough

to start wondering where

her daddy's at.

If Mel and Jackie
crash and burn,

what are we going to do?

We're the kids.

We'll do what we're told.

Yeah, well,
that's easy for you to say.

You get to stay here.
What about me?

Where do I go?
The only reason my mom

agreed I live here
is because my dad convinced her

he'd make a good
home life for me.

David, you'll still have a home.

Come on, in a bachelor pad
in the marina,

with his latest girlfriend?

No, thanks.

We'll figure something out.

I promise.

Hello.

- Hi, it's me.
- Hi. How's your dad?

Are you kidding? He's great.
He's having a party tonight

at the Bel Age.
Why don't you come on over?

I don't know. David and I

are kind of dealing
with some heavy family stuff.

Well, tell him to come, too.
I'm inviting everybody.

All right, hold on.

Um, Dylan's Dad's having
a party tonight.

Do you want to go?

I can't.
I've got to go to Donna's

and try and study

for my chem midterm.

You go.
I think it'd do you some good

to get out of the house
for a little while.

No kidding.

I'll be there.

What time?

8:00?

Great. Bye.

Mr. McKay, was there
a financial transaction

in your sudden release
from prison?

I don't have
that kind of money.

Right. Two years
on a ten-year sentence.

The guy hardly has time
to write a book.

Dad, you don't
even know the guy.

Don't tell me you're going
to defend him.

He's a liar and a crook
and God knows what else.

Why do you hate
Jack McKay so much?

Everyone makes mistakes.

Brenda, it's beyond mistakes.

...lock up
your daughters, Jack McKay...

Hello?

Oh, hi, Dylan.

Oh, yeah, she's right here.

Hang on.

Hi, I just saw you
on television.

Tonight?

Uh...

Okay.

Are you at the hotel now?

I'll call you back. Bye.

Where are you going,
young lady?

- Out.
- Brenda.

They're having a party for
Dylan's father at the Bel Age.

- Dylan invited me and I'm going.
- No, I'm sorry, you're not.

I don't believe it.
The war is starting

- all over again, isn't it?
- This is not about Dylan.

His father is another story.
I don't want you going

anywhere near this man,
you understand me?

Dad, it is only a party.

Brenda,

Jack McKay went to jail
for insider trading,

but that is only
the tip of the iceberg.

He was involved
in money laundering, bribery,

and he's got Mob connections,
for God's sake.

Honey, I don't ask you for much,

but please trust your old man
on this one.

So, you heading over
to the Bel Age, man?

From what Dylan said,
it's going to be

a pretty happening scene.

Oh, come on. Even without Magic,

I'd still rather be
at a Lakers game.

You sure you can't get away?

Look, I've got two tickets,

center court, floor level.

No can do, chief.

Duty calls.

Sanders, get out of here.

You're not spending any money.

So, uh, you want
to get in on a little bet

before you go down to the game?

Cleveland's looking pretty good.

First of all, I do not bet

against the Lakers ever, okay?

And second of all,
how many times

do I have to tell you
that basketball

is a sucker's bet?

Maybe for you, Sonny,

but I follow the game.

I'm practically a maven.

- Yeah.
- Talk to me tomorrow

when I'm a $100 richer,
buddy boy.

Hey, Nat,
would you do me a favor?

Would you call Duke and put
a buck on Cleveland for me?

Brandon, isn't that,
uh, kind of steep?

No, they're only giving
the Lakers two points.

Oh, two points.

Nat, it's easy money.

There's no such thing, pal.

Stay loose.

♪ Tenderly... ♪

Andrea, you've had
your head buried

in those magazines for an hour.

What could possibly

be so interesting?

Steve, what do you think

about redheads?

Redheads.

You know what they say
about redheads?

What?

They have red hair.

Very funny.

What about blondes?

Do you like blondes?

Well, isn't that
a silly question?

Come on, Andrea,
this is California.

Blondes are like
the state flower or something.

That's not what I meant, Steve.

I know what you meant, Andrea.

I think you'd look great
as a blonde.

Why don't you go for it?

I couldn't.

No, I mean,
it's just too radical.

Well, maybe radical's
what you need.

You think so?

The more radical-er the better.

Steve, there is no such word
as radical-er.

It's not a word.

It's an attitude.

Know what I'm saying?

Hi.

Oh, Kel, hey...

you look great.

I was beginning to think

no one would show.

I'm the only one?

So far, yeah.

Everyone else was busy,
or so they said.

I guess it's not that big
of an honor

to meet Jack McKay.
None of his so-called friends

showed up either.

There are more waiters
here than guests.

Well, David had
to study-- really.

Yeah, Steve had to go
to a basketball game,

Brandon had to work.

I forget what
Andrea's reason was,

but Bren said she'll be here.

Um, she can't make it either.

She said she was coming.

I know.

She didn't call you back?

No. What?

Um...

she wanted to come, really.

Her dad made a big deal,
you know how it is.

Yeah, unfortunately, I do.

Dylan.

Hey, it's not important.

You're here.

So when are you going
to introduce me to your father?

Come on. He's going to love you.

So you know you've been
in the joint way too long

when you start reading
the prison newsletter

for tips on how
to decorate your cell.

Hey, Dylan, come on over here.

You remember Mickey Garwood--
greatest lawyer in the West.

Good to see you again, Dylan.

Whatever you did

to get my dad out
of there, thanks.

Oh, this is my friend,
Kelly Taylor.

A very beautiful Kelly Taylor.

Thank you.
It's nice to meet you.

Great taste kid,
just like your old man.

Oh, you better behave
yourself, Jack.

- This is Christine.
- Hi.

Hi, Kelly, nice to meet you.

Thanks.

I better be going.

Oh, Mickey, come on,
you just got here.

I gotta be in court
at 8:00 tomorrow.

Oh, that's right.

Let me show you out.

- Bye.
- Bye, Mickey.

Pleasure meeting you,
Miss Taylor.

Jack's entourage isn't as big
as it was in the old days.

Your father had a lot
more money in the old days.

With just
over 22 seconds left of play

in overtime, the Cavs holding
on to a slim thee-point lead...

Come on Cavs, let's hold 'em
here, let's hold 'em here.

- Brandon...
- Hang on, Bren.

- I need to talk to you.
- Can it wait?

No, Kelly went to the party
at the Bel Age.

- That's nice.
- Brandon!

Come on, Cleveland,
hold 'em here.

Just hold 'em.

Why are you rooting
against the Lakers?

I'm not rooting
against them.

I'm betting against them,
big difference.

Look, I understand why Dad

wouldn't let me go to the party,

but with Kelly being there...

Come on, Cleveland, come on!

Brandon!

What are you doing?
Give me that!

- I need to talk to you.
- After the game, we'll talk

as long as you want, Bren;
I promise.

What is with you, anyway?

Why are you betting on

all these basketball games?

Because it's fun
and it makes it interesting,

and I like it, okay?

I don't smoke, I don't drink,

I'm sleeping my way
through my senior year.

I don't have a girlfriend,
I'm bored out of my head,

and this gives me
a little pleasure,

and it's making me some money.

So what's the big deal?

Excuse me. Sorry I asked.

Ball's tipped, looking around,
Perkins picks it up...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

A.C. Green dribbling
from downtown.

No! Can't seem to find...

Ah, yes, we have some caviar,

some smoked salmon
and pygmy pizza.

No thanks, I'm not very hungry.

Are you okay?
You don't sound so good.

Stuff's going down at home.

Looks like my mom's
going to be single again.

You're kidding me.

I really thought those two

would make it.

Unfortunately, so did my mother.

Are you okay?

I guess so.

You'd think I'd be
used to it by now.

I've been through it enough.

I just wish they'd stop fighting

and get on with the divorce.

You want to stay here
with me tonight?

I can't do that.

Why not?

You know why not.

Okay, but I've got an idea.

Let's go swimming.

- Swimming?
- Yeah.

I don't have a suit.

So, the shops
are open downstairs,

we'll buy you one.

It's too cold.

Kelly, the pool is heated

and I'll keep you warm.

What about your father?

Ah, he's got his own blonde.

He's busy, he'll never miss us.

Come on, let's go.

Oh... oh!

Remember the last time
we went swimming in this pool?

Mark what's-his-name
almost drowned.

He was so wasted at your party.

Yeah, the good old days.

I sort of remember,
I'm lucky I remember anything.

This was a good idea.

I'm full of good ideas.

Oh, I bet you are.

Don't do it unless you mean it.

I mean it.

You're in trouble then.

Don't do that
if you don't mean it.

I mean it.

Well, you're in trouble now.

Dylan, what if Brenda
had come tonight?

She didn't.

So is that how you
made up your mind?

'Cause she's not here?

Maybe.

Mel and my mom are breaking up

because he was fooling around.

I just can't feel that great

about being the other woman.

Look, it was you two who
gave me that dumb ultimatum.

You said choose.

I chose.

I chose you.

I want you.

I've always wanted you.

If we're going to make it, we
have to tell Brenda the truth.

We can't make
the same mistake again.

Fine, no problem.

No, I mean we have
to tell her about the summer.

Kelly, telling Brenda about us
fooling around this summer,

it's not going to help anything.

I know, but she's my friend.

I owe it to her to tell her
the truth, you know?

So do you.

Okay.

Donna, thank you so much.

Without you, I wouldn't
know where to start.

I can't afford
one of those fancy salons,

so I figured, who should I call,
I thought, "Of course, Donna.

"I mean, she's an expert
at this kind of stuff,

she knows exactly what to do,"
and then, here you are.

- It's perfect.
- Have you picked out a color?

No, I don't want a color.
Well, not all over.

I want one of those little...
you know those little...

- streaky things.
- Highlights.

Yes, highlights.
You know how to do that?

- Of course I do.
- I was thinking of--

I don't know,
something a little...

I don't know,
something a little blonde.

No, no, no, red
would be much better

with your skin tone.

Are you sure?

Yeah, what are you
worried about?

I don't know.

Well, you don't have to do it.

No, it's time for a change.

Look, if I'm gonna
go off to Yale,

I'm not gonna go there

looking like some geek.

Andrea, you are not a geek.

Yeah, well, going to that spa

with you guys
taught me something:

beauty may be skin deep,
but it's no sin to be beautiful.

Good.

Still, I don't know,

it's such a big change.

Andrea, it's not plastic
surgery, it's a hair color.

If you don't like it,
you'll change it back.

You make it seem so easy.

Well, it is. Trust me.

You're gonna be gorgeous.

Here and at Yale.

Okay, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Take care.

Shouldn't we, uh,
wait for Christine?

No, no, let her sleep.

Nice spread.

Who's picking up the tab?

Well, you might as well know.

Between the fines
and the lawyers,

I'm pretty wiped out.

But I did stash
a little bit away

where no one could find it.

Just a little bit?

Just a little.

Just a little, not much,

so enjoy it while it lasts.

What are you going to do
when it run out?

I'm gonna make some more,

that's what.

You make it sound pretty easy.

It's not the '80s anymore.

So you're a financial expert
now, is that it?

No. Far from it.

Well, maybe you ought
to become one.

That trust fund of yours
is pretty hefty, Dylan.

You might as well
know what you're doing

when it comes to investments.

I'm not interested
in investments.

Besides, Jim Walsh
takes care of all that.

Is he doing a good job?

I get a check every month.

I know,
but is he doing a good job?

I wouldn't worry.

I'm sure it's very safe,

very conservative.

That's just the way Jim is.

I'm sure he is, Dylan,

but is he doing a good job?

I don't know.

That's exactly what

I'm talking about.

- Did you read this?
- Mm-mm.

"Jack McKay's release
from federal prison

"only marks the end
of his criminal prosecution.

"Over 300 lawsuits
have been filed in civil court,

the first of which
are due to come to trial

in the next three months."

Oh, Jack McKay's
going to be a busy man.

I wonder how much dough
he's got stashed away.

The paper says he's broke.

- Morning, honey.
- Hi.

Brandon already left for school.

Want me to give you a ride?

No, thanks. I'll walk.

Brenda, are you mad
about last night?

As a matter of fact, yes.
Kelly went to the party.

Apparently her mother
didn't have a problem

with her meeting
the evil Jack McKay.

Honey, Kelly's mother
has a lot of other things

on her mind right now.
And you're not Kelly Taylor.

No, I'm not.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Well, uh, yes, he is.

Yes, he is.
Just a minute please.

Jim, it's Jack McKay.

- Hello.
- Mr. Walsh?

Speaking.

I just wanted
to introduce myself

to the man
who's been taking care

of business for my son.

What can I do for you?

Well, uh, I just thought

we ought to get together.

The sooner the better.

All right.

Why don't you call my office?

My secretary
can set something up.

Terrific, okay,
I'll look forward to it.

- Good-bye, Mr. McKay.
- Good-bye, Mr. Walsh.

What did he want?

A meeting.

About Dylan's money?

He didn't say.

Dad, what's going on?

First of all, I don't know,
and second of all,

business between me and a client
is confidential.

Mom, I don't like this.
I'm really worried about Dylan.

Honey, I'm sure your father
will look out for Dylan.

That's what a trustee does.

Look, you heard what Dad said.

Jack McKay
is a very powerful guy.

And if you were him,

and you were broke

and your son had all that money,

wouldn't you want to get

your hands on it?

What happened, Dad?

I blew it, David.

So that's it?
That's all you can say?

There's nothing more to say.

I'm going apartment hunting
this afternoon.

So it's definitely over.

David, I tried, I really tried,

but I-I have a problem
with monogamy.

I can't just be with one woman.

I made a big mistake

and now I have to pay

the consequences.

This feels like déjà vu.

David, I'm sorry,
I am really sorry.

I wish that you didn't have
to go through this.

But we have some details
we have to work out.

I'm not moving to Portland, Dad.

Who said anything
about Portland?

I'll get a two bedroom
right here in Beverly Hills,

you can stay here
until you graduate in June.

Oh, that's real big of you.

- David...
- What about Erin?

Look, I will always
be Erin's father,

and you will always be
Erin's brother.

Oh, come on, when?
On Sundays at the zoo?

With all the other
divorced dads?

That's not enough for me.

David, I'm sorry.

I just don't understand
why I have to lose a sister

because you can't keep
your hands off some girl

in a white uniform.

David...

Look, I gotta go to school.

I hope you find a real
nice apartment, Dad.

Kelly, you look great
in a bathing suit.

Thank you.

Ah, I mean,

you're just beautiful
all around.

Would you stop? We're at school.

Oh, Kel, listen, Kel,

my dad really liked you.

And he wanted me to invite you

to dinner again tonight.

With Christine, him, myself--

- what do you think?
- I don't know.

Well, didn't you have
a good time last night?

Yeah, yeah, I did.

I just...

I couldn't sleep last night,

I kept thinking about Brenda...

Hey.

How are we gonna tell her?

What are we gonna tell her?

Kel, that's not really the kind
of thing that you rehearse.

She's right there.

You can tell her right now,
if you want to.

Hi, guys. How was the party?

It was fine.

Dylan, look, I'm really
sorry I couldn't come.

It's okay, Bren.

I just had to study, that's all.

Right.

Uh, listen, I'm late for class.

Um...

Kelly...

you didn't tell Dylan
what my dad said, did you?

No. Of course not.

I should have been there.

Dylan needs friends right now.

Especially friends
who understand

how bad it is between him
and his father.

You've met Dylan's dad?

Yeah. The first time Dylan
and I went out,

he took me back to the Bel Age.

Jack started screaming

and Dylan went right
for the bottle.

Well, either Dylan's stronger,
or Jack's a lot mellower,

because it wasn't anything
like that last night.

In fact, Jack told
the funniest story

about how they used to order up,
like, ten banana splits

from room service and see
who could eat the most.

Yeah, well, I don't think all
of Dylan's memories

are quite that adorable.

Well, he wants to give his dad
a chance.

And I think that's great.

Yeah. I guess.

I'll talk to you later.

Brandon, you should have
been there last night.

I'm telling you, I was sitting
right behind Jack Nicholson.

Man, I'm just glad the Cavs
covered the spread...

- You are lucky.
- Hey, guys,

glad you could make
it last night.

Thank you very much, remind me

to return the favor sometime.

Dylan, if I'd known it was
that important to you, I...

You'd have gone to the game
anyway, Steve.

Hey, I'm, I'm sorry, man.
I just couldn't get off work.

Oh, it's okay, Brandon--
I know how it is.

I mean, Nat couldn't
possibly get by

without you for one night.

- Come on, Dylan.
- Come on what?

I know what you're talking
about,

your dad doesn't want you
or your sister

within 50 feet of my old man.

He's a convicted felon.

That's not true.

Nice to know
who your friends are.

Dylan...

Okay, that's the last piece.

Now we wait 20 minutes and wash.

Thank you.

You look like
a human Jell-O mold.

David, one more comment
like that

and you're out the door,
all right?

I don't care how I look now.

It's later
that I'm worried about.

- Thank you.
- If your hair turns out

the color of that stuff,
you're in big trouble.

You're a big help.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't even be here.

I should be at home packing.

David, it's not going
to happen that fast.

Yes it is.

As soon as he finds a place,

he's moving.

David, look,

I might sound naive,

but why can't you just stay

with Kelly and Jackie?

Andrea, you are naive.

Jackie's divorcing my father.

She's not going
to want me around.

I mean, I'd be nothing
but a reminder

of all the rotten things
he did to her.

That is not true.
Jackie likes you.

She knows this isn't your fault.

Trust me,
she wouldn't go for it.

And even if she did,
my Dad wouldn't allow it.

Well, how do you know,
if you don't ask.

She's right.

Oh, Brandon... we just got
a soda delivery in.

Would you help Willie?

Sure. No problem.

Did Duke stop by yet?

- What?
- Duke.

He owes me a hundred bucks.

Oh, God. Brandon.

I forgot to place the bet.

You forgot?

I feel terrible.

I mean, y'know,

things got
so busy last night, I...

I forgot to call.

I'm sorry.

- I don't believe it.
- Well.

Are you sure he forgot

to place the bet?

Don't even think it.

Did he ever forget

to place a bet when you lost?

Here... take this.

The hundred you would've won.

Nat, I can't take that.

C'mon, I feel terrible.

Let me make it up to you.

Okay.

But not with money.

Okay, what do you want?

I want Duke's phone number, Nat.

I'm a big boy,
it doesn't make sense

for you to be booking
my bets for me.

Oh, I don't know, Brandon.

Come on, Nat,
it's just a phone number.

I'm not going to be passing it
out around the school.

That's not
what I'm talking about.

You letting me book your bets,
I get to keep an eye on you.

But on your own...

it makes me nervous.

Nat, Nat.

It's me here.

Brandon Walsh.

Honors English,

never been late for work.

Boy Scout.

Boy Scout.

What are you worried about?

Thank you for agreeing to meet
with us so quickly, Mr. Walsh.

No problem.

What can I do for you?

Well, I just have
some questions.

Dylan and I have talked it over,

and Dylan wants to explore

his legal options.

Vis-à-vis the trust.

I want my Dad to manage
my money, Jim.

That's not possible.

Given that your father
was convicted

on federal racketeering charges.

His current legal status,

I'm afraid, would preclude him

from serving as a...

licensed money manager
or a competent trustee.

I'm not talking about managing
the trust, Mr. Walsh.

I am talking
about dissolving the trust.

I think Dylan's mother may have
a problem with that.

She established
an irrevocable trust,

whereby the money
will stay there

until Dylan's 21st birthday.

Dylan...

how 'bout letting Mr. Walsh

and me have a couple
minutes alone?

All right.

Mr. Walsh...

I want to thank you very much

for looking after my son

when I wasn't around,

but now that I'm here,

I'm afraid your services
are no longer necessary.

You can't fire me.

You're right,
Mr. Walsh, I can't.

But you and I both know
it only takes three signatures

to open up that so-called
irrevocable trust

and release all that money.

Yours, my ex-wife's and Dylan's.

And if Iris signs,

you can hardly stand in the way,
can you, Jim?

I cannot-- in good faith--
support this.

You're talking about protecting
him from his own father.

Perhaps.

I feel fairly certain
that your ex-wife

will never go along with this.

Well, why don't we just call her

and find out.

I mean, after all,
I think I know Iris McKay

just a little bit better
than you do.

Jim.

Hey, Bren,
have you seen my calculator?

What would I be doing
with your calculator?

I left it on my desk.

I haven't been in your room,
Brandon,

and I would appreciate it

if you stay out of mine.

All right, I'll bite,

- what's the matter?
- Nothing.

I'm surprised you're studying.

Isn't there a basketball game on

or something?

Look Bren, I'm sorry
I blew you off last night.

But the game went
into over time.

Forgive me.

Yeah, sure.

Bren, just 'cause Dad
wouldn't let you go

to Dylan's little party,
don't take it out on me.

I could have gone to that party
if I wanted to.

Then why didn't you?

What if Dad's right?

What if Dylan's father
is like a major bad guy?

Yeah, I know what you mean.

I was actually kind of glad
I had to work last night.

You know, no matter how close
Dylan and I got,

there was always a part of him
that I could never understand.

And now with his father back
in the picture,

it seems like
he's even more distant.

I know.

Maybe the rich are different.

Sparkling cider.

Don't let anybody say

I'm corrupting my son.

What are we toasting to, anyway?

We are toasting to you and me.

My brains, your money--

sky is the limit.

Aren't you being
a little premature?

Iris hasn't signed anything yet.

Oh, she'll sign, Dylan.

Believe me, she'll sign.

Would you all excuse me,
I just need to finish my hair.

It looks finished to me.

Oh, what do men know
anyway, hmm?

Excuse me.

Hello.

Hang on.

Look, I'm gonna take this
in the other room.

Just make yourselves
comfortable.

It'll just take a minute.

It sounds like your meeting

with Brenda's dad
went very well.

It depends who you talk to.

My dad, he hears
what he wants to hear.

It's all up to my mom.

You don't sound
very enthusiastic

about the whole thing.

I just care more
about my old man

than I do the money.

If this will bring us closer,

I'll go along for the ride.

Listen to me, I told you
I'm doing the best I can.

These things take time.

Are you ready?

Uh, yeah, honey,
I'll be right out.

Just keep 'em entertained, okay?

Okay.

Look, I told you everything
is under control.

Yes, we will get the money out
of the trust, a deal's a deal.

Now you back off, until you hear
from me, you got that?

Good.

I had a very good time tonight.

I told you so.

Although I would like to try it

without my dad
and Christine sometime.

I'd kind of like to get
you alone all to myself.

It's getting a little late.

You sure you, uh,

don't want to stay with me?

No. I promised myself.

Not until we tell Brenda.

Which we had
the perfect opportunity

to do today at school.

What if she stops
talking to me again?

What do you want?

You want to pretend

there's nothing
going on between us

just so Brenda will keep

talking to us?

No.

All right.

So we'll tell her tomorrow.

Together, after school.

Okay.

Where have you been?

Do you know what time it is?

Yeah, I told you.

I was going out with Dylan

and his father for dinner.

Till 2:00 in the morning?

Since when do you wait up?

Well, I...

I wasn't really waiting up.

I couldn't sleep.

Did Mel leave?

Yeah.

He's staying in a hotel

until he can find an apartment.

He's probably
with his girlfriend.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't

have gone out tonight.

No, no, no.

It's bad enough you have
to go through this at all.

I don't want you
putting your life on hold

because of me.

Did you have fun?

Yeah, I did.

I can't believe Dylan and I

are finally together.

Well, at least one of us
is lucky in love, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

What about Brenda?

She doesn't know yet.

Oh, come here.

Oh, come here.

David...

Oh, I'll go get a bottle.

Oh, I already got one.

Well, thank you.

You don't have to thank me.

She's my sister, too, you know.

Yeah, she is,

and you're doing a great job.

I'm already starting to miss it.

The crying in the middle
of the nights.

Her smiling in the morning

while she's spitting
Cream of Wheat.

Mom, why does David have to go?

He doesn't.

What?

Erin is your sister.

Her home is your home.

You can stay
as long as you like.

Do you mean it?

Yeah, I do.

Me, too. You belong here.

Well, what about my parents?
What do I tell them?

I'll talk to Mel.

God knows he owes me something.

I think it's time I start
collecting, don't you?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure. What's up?

Do you want to go
to a movie tonight or something?

I can't, Bren.

I've got plans with my dad.

Well, maybe another night then.

Maybe.

Dylan, what's the matter?

Nothing.

I just got a lot
of things on my mind.

Look, if it's because
I didn't go to the party,

I'm sorry,
but let's not let your dad

and my dad come between us.

It's just business, Bren.

Okay.

I better get to class.

♪ All the treasures
you have found ♪

♪ I wonder where you are ♪

♪ Where you are... ♪

Well?

It looks great.

You look gorgeous.

You think so?

Stunning.

Oh, thanks, you guys.

I-I got to go.

Donna, her hairdoesn't
look any different.

What? It-It...
It looks highlighty.

Well, whatever you say.
I didn't see it.

Well, then why'd you tell her
how gorgeous she looked?

Well, because
my dad always taught me

beautiful women like to be told
that they're smart,

and smart women like to be
told they're beautiful.

So, what am I?

You're smart...

and beautiful.

Oh! Do me a favor, David.

Don't take anymore advice
from your father

about women, okay?

- Okay.
- Thanks.

So, how'd you do last night

with all that action going on?

Well, I did pretty well,

thank you, my friend.

I'm meeting Dukie tonight

to pick up my winnings:

100 American dollars.

Now, do you still think
basketball's a sucker's bet?

As a matter of fact,
yes, I do, Brandon.

Hi, guys.

- Hey, Andrea.
- Hi, Andrea.

- Bye, Andrea.
- Hey, Steve?

Why don't you stop by
the Peach Pit later on,

help me count all my cash.

Yeah.

So, Steve, you, uh,

notice anything different?

You got new glasses?

No.

A new vest?

No.

You did it, huh?

So, you like it?

What-What'd she do?

Well, it's definitely
not that radical,

but it looks good on you.

Thank you, Steve.

What did you do?
What-What'd she do?

Nothing.

Men.

Hey, man.

Hey.

Listen B, I, uh...

I want to apologize to you

for busting your chops

about that party thing.

That's okay.

I probably could have
twisted Nat's arm.

Truth is, I didn't.

Yeah.

Anyway, you-you don't have
to prove to me anything

about our friendship, man.

You've already done that.

Yeah.

Same here.

Look, I don't think you're going
to be seeing me

around your house too much.

Why? What's going on? You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just, I don't think

Bren's going to want
to see me for a while,

or talk to me
or hear anything about me.

And I didn't want you to think
that I was avoiding you.

So, it's finally over, huh?

Again.

Yeah, this is it.

Okay.

Do me a favor?

Look out for your sister, man.

She'll need it.

Hi.

- Hi.
- What's going on?

Um, we need to talk to you.

Come on in.

Um, why don't we take
a walk instead?

Let me get my jacket.

Okay, let's go.

Brenda, please try to understand

how much you mean
to us, all right?

I know this is hard
for you, Bren.

It's hard for all of us.

Don't touch me!

Look, Dylan,
you have made your choice,

and I have to live with that,

and I should've seen it coming,

but I don't have to stand here

and listen to it anymore.

I am going home, okay?

No, Brenda,

we need
to tell you something else.

I don't want to hear it.
I've heard enough.

You're going to have to, Bren,

'cause neither one of us

can stand to lie to you anymore.

This summer,
while you were in Paris...

Look, I told you
I was with a girl, right?

Kelly was the girl.

I thought
you guys were my friends.

I loved you. I trusted you both.

Brenda, please.

We didn't plan this, Bren.

No, of course
you didn't plan it, Dylan.

You just let it happen.

And you lied to me, both of you,
for months and months.

You know,
when I broke up with you,

you made it seem like
Kelly was just some girl

you picked to go out with.

You made it seem so innocent,
like it was my fault!

Neither of us wanted
to hurt you.

You didn't care about
how I felt at all, Kelly.

That's not true.

Did you two sleep together?

No.

And why should I believe you?

Because it's the truth.

Why are you doing this to me?

Because we owe it to you, Bren.

Don't you think
that we all owe ourselves

a little something
more than this?

If we could start again
from someplace

- a little more honest.
- Honesty?

Is that what you think this
is about, Dylan?

I don't think so.

Look, I hate you both.

Never talk to me again!

She'll be all right.

I hope so.

Will we?