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Previously on 90210: Dixon, meet Oscar. He's been staying

with us over the summer, interning at the record label.

And I've just decided to stay the year.

Is it just me, or is our sexual tension palpable?

You don't have the gift. You see this? I've got ten songs

in here that are gonna be huge hits.

ADRIANNA: I can't believe Javier's dead.

I have a lot of new material. Stuff that no one's heard.

Come on, Teddy!

(groans)

I may never play again.

It's time to have some fun.

To... moving on.

My baby doesn't need a public school teacher as a father.

Hey, Jen, it's me. Look, I deserve a chance.

No, no!

If this is about Naomi, she's clearly over me.

Friends don't date friends' ex-boyfriends.

I accused this guy of sexual harassment,

and I made it up.

And your whole harassment fantasy?

You're trying to provoke me.

Get away from me, you perv! Stop it, or I will tell...!

Who are you gonna tell?

Yeah! Yeah, Naomi.

Come on. Let's go!

Everybody out!

Why are you so uncomfortable?

Is it because you want to have sex with me?

No, Silver, wait!

JEN: Edie Sedgwick blew through her trust fund,

dead of a drug overdose at 28. Next.

Ah! Lindsay Lohan: DUI arrest, rehab stints, a trip to jail.

Next.

Enough! This is frickin' ridiculous, Jen.

Language, Naomi. (sighs)

Look, I think it's clear that when

young people have access

to large amounts of money

before they're emotionally and mentally ready,

they can't handle it.

Which is why I propose we push back the date

of Naomi's trust fund till she's at least 21.

What?!

25 is better.

You are a psychopath...!

Watch out!

You see? This is exactly

the kind of behavior that I am afraid of.

Yeah, you should be afraid! You should be very afraid! Okay, that's enough!

I think giving you access to so much money

is a recipe for disaster.

I think your tie with your shirt is a recipe for disaster.

Please let me finish.

My personal feelings aside,

I can't change the terms of your trust fund.

What?

As of today,

you are officially a very wealthy woman.

Do exercise prudence.

I get my money?

You get your money.

NAOMI: I get... I get my money?

I get...

Oh, my God! I get my money!

I get my money!

You can suck it, Jen!

I am rich!

(laughs): I'm rich!

I love your tie, by the way. I do! And this is, like,

the best day of my life, because I'm so rich!

(laughs)

(squeals)

♪ ♪

What do you think?

Bed, chair, or up against the wall?

Oscar, no! I told you it's over.

Come on. I feel like we're just hitting our stride.

Why stop now? (knocking on door)

IVY: Ma, you got my boots.

Uh, one sec, hon, I'm just changing.

That's why.

Ivy's back home.

No, I don't think she'd be into me

screwing her classmate.

Isn't she a free spirit, like her mother?

The kid's way more traditional than she lets on.

When she was in grade school, she used to draw these pictures

with a mom and dad and straight-up white picket fence.

Oh, but now that she's an adult with her own experiences...

She's not experienced. Trust me.

(knocking)

(chuckles)

♪ ♪

Thanks.

Ooh! Ooh, my God!

I'm-I'm so sorry! Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's fine, really.

I've always hated these pants.

I've been looking for a reason to get rid of them.

(chuckles) Must be some book.

Uh, a play, actually.

August: Osage County.

Right on. Definitely spill-worthy, so...

You know it?

I'm a playwright.

Aspiring/bartender, but I just transferred to UCLA,

so I might have to transition to aspiring screenwriter, right?

Well, you'd be surprised.

L.A. actually has a great theater scene.

In fact, um,

um, here.

It's playing this month at Abbott Playhouse.

What, are you a publicist?

An intern/theater geek.

I been hanging out at the wrong theaters.

I'm Charlie. Um, Annie.

And can I at least pay for your dry-cleaning?

No, definitely not.

But, uh, you could buy me a coffee sometime.

Call it even. Better yet,

you could take me to the theater.

I hear there's a lot of great stuff at this Abbott Playhouse.

Yeah, um, well, the thing is...

You're seeing someone.

Not exactly,

but, um, well, it's something...

something unresolved.

Gotcha. Okay, how about this?

Um, may I?

Take my number

and, uh, just in case

whatever it is resolves, you know...

you got it.

Well, it was nice meeting you.

It was nice to meet you, too.

Sorry. (chuckles)

♪ ♪

Hey.

Please, just let me explain.

I know what it looked like,

but Naomi hit on me completely out of the blue.

I was as surprised as you were.

Come on. Do you think I'd really do something that stupid?

Why would she?

I have no idea.

All I know is that I would never do anything

like that to you, never.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean

that you weren't a complete jerk.

Just 'cause you're going through a hard time,

it doesn't mean you can take it out on me.

I know. I was, I was just drunk, you know?

Yeah, I know all about mean drunks.

My mom was one.

It's not an excuse.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up for you.

Can we just forget about it?

Yeah.

I'd like that.

Good.

I need a hug.

NAOMI: Nice necklace.

I'm, I'm not wearing...

Oh, what is this?

A little prezzie in honor of my birthday.

Oh, yeah. Happy birthday!

And, and, you're giving me a present, because...

Because you stuck by me when I was down and out.

I was driving a clunker,

waxing from a kit, shopping off the rack.

But it's all in the past now.

Because I have my money back

and I am going to throw the party of the century.

Are you free tonight? Uh, yeah.

Great, it's gonna be a blowout.

Oh, my God. I'm 18,

and I am ready for the 17-year-old

kiddy crap to be put behind me.

Mm-hmm, well, there's definitely still some

17-year-old kiddy crap you got to deal with,

'cause Silver is very pissed.

You better come up with a really great explanation

for hitting on Teddy, because a necklace

just isn't gonna cut it.

I gotta go. I'll talk to you later.

When you're conducting interviews,

it's critical to remain detached.

Where you think your interview's gonna go is

really where it does go.

When a subject takes you someplace unexpected,

when you find the depth, often, the pain,

well, then you've found your story.

All right, ready to practice?

(laughs)

Um, what am I interviewing you about?

Who knows? Find the story.

Oh, okay. Um... (clears throat)

All right, what made you decide to be a teacher?

My father was a teacher, and I always looked up to him.

Oh, that's nice.

Ah! Detached!

That's interesting? Better.

(laughs)

Okay, um, can you tell me

a little about your family?

Uh, mom, dad, sickeningly sweet marriage.

Mm-hmm. Older sister, hell to grow up with,

very nice lady now.

(laughs) Uh, what about your wife?

Where'd you meet her?

She was my next-door neighbor.

I'm sorry, you've, uh, hit a spot there.

She left me recently.

See? You never know where the pain's gonna be located.

I'm, I'm so sorry. This has been...

No, I'm sorry that, you know, you...

that you're going through this.

You don't deserve it.

You're great...

and smart and kind.

I already said "great," didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

That was completely inappropriate.

Sorry.

And completely appreciated.

Everyone needs to hear something nice once in a while.

Well, I meant it.

Same time tomorrow?

You bet.

Thanks.

Hey, did I leave my scarf in here?

No, I haven't seen it.

Weird. Okay, see you later.

See ya.

♪ ♪

(phone rings)

Hi.

Gossip, please.

What?

It can even be about people I don't know.

Anything to get my mind off the fact

that Laurel still hasn't called me back.

Hey, I'm sure she's gonna love your song.

NAOMI: Hey, you!

Hey, Ade, let me call you back, okay?

Okay. Bye.

Are you kidding me?

"Hey, you"?

So, it's true.

Oh, my God, I can't believe this is happening.

When Annie said I needed to apologize for hitting

on Teddy, I thought she was trying

to make some kind of bad joke. It wasn't a bad joke, was it?

Are you actually implying that you don't remember?

Look, I know this might sound crazy,

but I think someone might have put something

in my drink that night.

What are you talking about?

I remember the beginning of the party.

I remember when Teddy got there, and we toasted.

And I was watching people dance.

And then this guy came up to me and he

said he was from Carver Westhall or something.

He had reddish-brown hair, plaid shirt.

Did you see him?

Anyway, he asked me if I wanted a drink,

and I said sure, and he brought me one.

And I remember thinking that it tasted funny,

and after that, I don't remember anything at all.

Not even stripping?

What?

Oh, my God, I feel sick.

Listen, Silver, I don't know what to say,

except that you know me.

Okay?

I would never hit on Teddy, not in my right mind.

I mean, it was kind of out of nowhere.

Are you okay?

I guess it's just better that I don't remember

anything from that night, you know?

Yeah.

I'd like to help, but I'm not permitted

to give the location of a student.

I'm sorry.

Can I write a note, or...?

OSCAR: Dixon.

Dixon, hey.

Listen, I feel like

we may have gotten off on the wrong foot.

You and Ivy were apart all summer,

and her first day back, I completely monopolized her.

It was thoughtless, unconscionable.

No, listen, it's-it's all good, all right?

I was just in a bad mood.

Well, you had every reason to be.

I was a third wheel, and a squeaky one at that.

It's just, I don't know anyone except Ivy.

So... it's fine.

I'm sure I'll find some mates, eventually.

Hey.

Why don't I introduce you to my friends?

Really? Yeah.

Yeah, that would be brilliant.

(chuckles)

Hi.

Hey.

Um, I'm going to be working on my documentary later--

taking advantage of West Bev's incredible equipment--

and I thought you might like to sit in.

You know, learn a little about the editing process.

Uh, yes, I'd love to, but I can't.

It's Naomi's 18th birthday party tonight.

Oh.

I didn't know you two were friends.

(clears throat)

Yeah, look, I know she made a mistake last year,

but she's actually a good person...

No. She's not.

She's a liar.

And she almost destroyed my life.

Who knows what she'll do, now that...

I shouldn't say anymore.

Just, um...

have fun at the birthday party.

JEN: It was a total debacle at the lawyers! I mean, really!

How hard is it to put together

an effective PowerPoint presentation?

I'm sorry.

Oh, you're sorry?

You are sorry.

You're a sorry excuse for an assistant.

Am I paying

you people to stare at me?

Go get me a glass of water.

And do not make eye contact with me for the rest of the day.

Thank you.

Oh, perfect.

Jen, we have to talk.

Ryan, you say that a lot.

Look, I have the paternity papers,

and I'd like you to sign them. I'm not signing anything.

Allison, where is the updated inventory?!

Jen, you can't avoid this forever.

Look, I have had a really bad day,

and I am not in the mood.

Yeah, well, you're never in the mood, okay?

You don't return my phone calls, my e-mails...

Ryan, I am not feeling well.

Okay?

I have a bad stomachache, and I'm not...

(panting)

Just one thing after another with you, isn't it?

There's no more excuses, okay?

I'm not leaving until you sign these.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

You're not going into labor...?

No, I'm not going into labor, okay?!

I'm not due for

another two months.

I'm sure it's noth-- ah!

Ah, was that a contraction?

How the hell am I supposed to know?!

(gasps): Oh.

Oh, God.

(panting)

Jen?

Ryan, I can't be going into labor right now, okay?

It's...

(gasps) It's too soon.

I can't believe it.

I mean, that's her.

That's our baby.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a miracle.

Uh, look, can we wrap this up?

I have things to do.

Well, I hope they're things you can do from bed, because

that's where you're going to be for the next two months.

What?!

W-Why?

You said that my contractions have stopped.

They did.

But your placenta has started to separate

from your uterus.

So, if you want to carry this baby to term,

you're going to have to stay off your feet.

(chuckles)

Jen, this is serious.

No, we understand.

I... understand.

My assistant will pick me up.

Thank you for the ride to the hospital. Sure.

I think your cheap upholstery in your car gave me a rash,

but, well, you got me here, so...

that's something.

Okay.

Bye.

Yep.

One for you, one for you, better luck next year, one for you.

Hmm, show me your abs.

Ah.

The rest of you should lay off the Ho Hos.

All right...

Hey, uh, Naomi, I got to talk to you.

Ladies, make sure not to wear metallic,

as the queen will be wearing gold.

What is it, Liam?

Hey, we're good, right?

Well, I just turned 18 and inherited a fortune.

I'm amazing. I don't really know how you are.

No, come on, I mean...

I'm serious, Naomi. W-We're cool?

We-We're friends? No weirdness?

You're, uh... over me and all that?

(chuckles) Please. I haven't thought of you in months.

Good. So you wouldn't mind if I were to date someone else?

I couldn't care less.

Even if it's, like... like a friend of yours?

Are you talking about Annie?

Yes.

But she wouldn't do anything

because she's friends with you, and I know

that you guys have the-the girl thing...

Naomi, wait. Where you going? Wait.

I just want you to know that I am totally over Liam.

If you want to

go for it, go for it.

I'm serious.

I wouldn't care if you did it right in front of me.

Well, actually I would, 'cause that'd be really nasty to watch,

but I wouldn't care that it was Liam that you were

doing it with.

Capisce?

Capisce.

(gasps)

What is that heifer

doing with my invite?

So?

Can I finally take you on a date?

JEN: Okay, while I'm on bed rest,

I am going to need your attention

24 hours a day, eight days a week.

Okay, screw-ups will no longer be tolerated,

as it is imperative that I stay calm and placated.

When I say "Jump," you say "How high?"

When I say "I need a manicure," you say "Round or square?"

You got it?

I quit.

You can't quit.

How dare you.

Know what-- get back here!

You know what?!

You're fired!

Let me get the first round.

No, dude, you must have thrown down 100 bucks

paying off the guy at the door.

It was my pleasure.

Four? Ah, count me out.

Yeah. I'm not drinking.

Thank you.

Hey, um, thank you, guys, for doing this.

You know, I figure,

the more people Oscar knows,

the less he'll hang out with me and Ivy.

(British accent): Our pleasure.

He seems like a bloody good chap.

Dude, seriously, please, no accent.

How 'bout a wee one?

I'm about to kick you in your wee one.

Dude, I'm just trying to make him feel at home.

DIXON: Make him feel at...?

Navid.

All right, fine.

Bad news?

Well, depends on how you look at it.

Thanks to my last tournament victory,

I've officially secured

the number one ranking in California.

(normal voice): Oh, dude, nice.

DIXON: Congrats, man.

Of course, I can't play anymore.

OSCAR: Here we go.

(British accent): Brilliant!

Now, who is ready

to get wicked pissed?

(chuckles)

You know what? Think I will have a beer.

Oh.

Thank you. Cheers.

Cheers, bro. Thank you, sir.

Don't worry, Laurel will love your song.

Then why hasn't she called yet?

She's probably busy.

Okay, let's talk about the gift bags for my party.

We have the Naomi water bottles,

the Naomi temporary tattoos, the Naomi permanent tattoos

for some lucky raffle winners.

Okay, don't you think this is just a little over the top?

Um, it should be.

This party signifies the start of my new life.

(chuckles)

What was wrong with your old life?

Hey, you know what we should do?

We should get cute little tank tops with

the Andy Warhol silkscreen of my face on them.

(laughs)

It's too much. No, it's not.

I'm going to do it, and you will wear it.

Uh, I'm so not going to wear it, I can guarantee you that.

You know, you couldn't pay me enough.

Actually, I take that back. You could pay me enough, because

of your new trust fund bank.

(sighs): Man, I just... I wish your birthday party

would get my mind off...

Naomi, slow down.

Naomi, you're going to hit him! Stop! Naomi, stop!

Naomi, stop!

Stop!

Stop.

What the hell was that?

Uh, new car.

Jumpy acceleration.

(panting)

(chuckles)

Right outside the circle, dude.

Watch closely. This is what a bull's-eye looks like.

Whoa! What the...?!

(laughter) Oh, well done, Navid.

That was insanely close!

NAVID: Thank you, old chap.

You are a bloody good bloke.

Idiot.

Gentlemen,

it would appear we have company.

(girls giggling)

Um... I've been dared

to ask you to sign my butt.

(laughs)

Uh, you know, I'd be happy to oblige.

(giggles)

(girls laugh)

I've never been so happy to have such a long last name.

(laughter)

(girls shriek)

Okay, okay, next, you've got to take a body shot off that guy.

What's his name?

OSCAR: This is Dixon.

Dixon Wilson.

Dixon. Dixon!

ALL (chanting): Dixon, Dixon, Dixon, Dixon,

Dixon, Dixon...

You wouldn't want to disappoint a bachelorette on

her last official night of freedom, would you?

(chuckles)

Uh, well, since you

put it like that, uh,

I don't think I really have a choice.

(cheering)

Please. Duty calls.

Have a seat. Okay.

Take it easy on me.

(girls giggling, chattering)

TEDDY: Yeah, Dixon, attaboy.

Don't be shy, buddy.

Oh, my gosh.

(cheering)

(laughing) Yes!

There we are.

Time for another round.

Oh, yeah. Another round!

LIAM: Yep. Pretty good life, huh?

Oh, I can't believe

you lived here this summer.

It's such an amazing boat.

She's such an amazing boat.

Ah, she is, huh? Yeah.

Okay, well, she better keep her sails to herself,

because I can be very jealous. Yeah?

I can't believe I just get to kiss you as much as I want.

(chuckles)

Whenever I want.

Wherever I want.

MAN: What's going on here?

What...? We got to go-- now.

What the hell are you doing

on my boat? Go, go, go. Go!

(grunting)

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Go, go, go. Run, run. MAN: Hey, get back here!

This isn't over! I'm calling the police!

♪ ♪

(laughter)

Seriously?

Have you seen the birthday girl, by the way,

in, like, a non-reproducible capacity?

No, not yet.

MAN: Hello, everyone.

Please, put your hands together for Naomi.

Hello, everyone.

Thank you to The Honey Brothers for being here.

Adrian, you play your cards right,

you might just get a piece of this.

(laughs) All right, everyone, let's party!

One, two, three, four!

(folk-rock tune playing)

I can't believe the guys are missing this.

Navid just texted. They're just around the corner.

♪ ♪

(rhythmic applause)

♪ 24 miles north of the border ♪

♪ The sand meets the gravelly beach ♪

♪ The seas run much lower, and now they are risen ♪

♪ Like some saltier you and me ♪

♪ And on my way along, I see things like ♪

♪ Ice into water, sun in the dawn of her patience... ♪

(laughter)

NAVID: Naomi, what?

Anyone have any mints?

Ah. Here.

Navid. Navid. Come on...

All right.

There you go. Thanks, man.

My girlfriend's a little weird about the whole drinking thing.

Hey, you, I was just...

You were just what, Dixon?

Doing body shots off some slutty brunette?

What?

Wait. How did you...?

Look, I-I don't know, Dixon.

Maybe because it's all over Facebook.

Maybe because three different people just showed me.

Do you know how humiliating that is?

Ivy, wait. No!

Will you just stay away from me?

She just... she just needs some time to cool off.

It's all right.

Come on.

It's all right.

MAN: Let's look over there.

Shh. This area's clear.

(laughing)

That was close.

I am impressed with your speed, girl.

Have you ever considered going out for cross-country?

This is not funny.

You said you were boat-sitting.

Well, yeah.

Less boat-sitting, more boat-squatting.

I heard the owners were going to be away

for a few months, but, uh...

apparently, the cook at the Crab Shack

doesn't know everything.

Hey...

Hey, where... where you going?

Look, I didn't tell you

'cause I didn't think it was important.

You didn't think it was important?

You kidding me?

I just spent my summer on house arrest.

I'm on probation.

I could have gotten in serious trouble.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't even think about that.

Well, you should have.

Look, I spent last year dating a guy

who was dark and secretive

and got me in a lot of trouble.

It won't happen again.

You're right. It won't.

Look, I'm sorry, but...

I was wrong when I thought you and I could work.

♪ ♪

(clears throat)

Counterfeit.

Get lost, loser.

Authentic invites only, please.

Everyone else can celebrate my birthday at Arby's.

Naomi, wait. Come on, let me in.

I lent you money for a cab home after Joanna's. Remember?

That's right. You did.

It was 20 bucks, right?

Mm-hmm. (sighs)

Thank you. Keep the change.

Have fun at Arby's.

Ugh.

How do you know she gave you a 20?

I thought you didn't remember anything about that night.

I was just assuming. I mean...

You were drugged, but you were with it enough

to borrow money for a cab.

You're a pathetic liar.

Wait, Silver.

I got to say,

I wasn't expecting to hear from you.

Yeah, well, that thing that was unresolved got resolved.

Well, I'm glad, because another girl

spilled coffee on me this afternoon,

and she was kind of funny looking,

so... (chuckles)

Here. Thank you.

♪ ♪

(sighs) I need some food.

That last car bomb is not sitting well.

Take a bite out of her head.

It's, uh... strangely cathartic.

Naomi knew what she was doing when she hit on you.

What? Yeah.

She lied and...

Have you been drinking?

Me? No.

SILVER: 'Cause you kind of smell.

Oh, well...

I mean, the guys were drinking, but I wasn't.

I don't believe this.

No. Stop.

Listen. The only reason I lied

is because I didn't want to upset you,

because of your mom and stuff.

You want to know the worst thing

about growing up with an alcoholic?

When she would look me in the eye

and swear she wasn't drunk.

Wow.

I didn't think parties like this even existed.

Don't you watch My Super Sweet 16?

On MTV?

I read. Ah. Snob.

Hey, I'm proud of it. (laughs)

So, are you horrified that I took you here?

Are you kidding? No.

I mean, snobs like to have fun while we quietly judge.

Oh. Judge, huh?

Quietly, yeah.

So, let's hear the judgments.

Huh.

Youth and excess.

Conspicuous consumption.

You can't just look at this as a birthday party.

You kind of got to look at it like a moment in time.

Ah. A moment that a, uh, talented writer

with a keen eye,

grand literary ambitions and a pretty cool blazer

could turn into a stinging social commentary?

Something like that.

(laughs) Well, you're cute.

For a snob.

No, it's just this really cool blazer.

(chuckles) And the fact that you actually talk.

Oh, Mr. Unresolved wasn't a talker?

No, Mr. Resolved,

uh, was more of a grunter.

ADRIANNA: Hey, uh, did you hear

what happened between Silver and Naomi?

(door opening)

Does the offer to watch you edit still stand?

Is everything all right?

(mutters softly)

Come sit down.

What happened?

Stuff with Naomi.

And my boyfriend.

Or ex-boyfriend.

I don't even know anymore.

He's been such a jerk lately,

and-and part of me feels like I should just be okay with it

because he's going through such a hard time.

Just because someone's going

through a hard time doesn't mean they can mistreat you.

I know.

I'm serious.

You don't deserve it.

You're kind and smart and great.

Did I already say "great"?

And, uh, if he can't see that,

then he doesn't deserve to be your boyfriend.

(indistinct chatter)

(laughing) You know what I'm saying?

Let's grab a drink. Come on.

Can we talk to you?

Ugh. You have terrible timing.

Adrian was just giving me the eye.

Why would you hit on Teddy and lie about it?

You know, I'm trying to enjoy my party, all right?

What were you thinking? I wasn't thinking.

But why would you do it? I don't know.

Well, there has to be a reason. There isn't.

ADRIANNA: What is wrong with you! Please! Okay?

You-you were a drug addict who got pregnant

and didn't even know who the father was.

Come on, you're judging me, really?

Well, this is not about Ade.

Okay, stop acting like Pollyanna.

You freaking killed a guy.

Screw you, Naomi.

(partygoers cheering)

ANNIE: Where is Silver?

Can we please get out of here now?

(groans) She's already taken off to work with Mr. Cannon.

Wh... What?

Why is Silver with Mr. Cannon?

Because he's her advisor.

They're editing.

(sighs)

What's going on?

Well, um...

I made a few simple demands, and, uh, Allison walked out.

So, now, apparently, I have

a-a bad reputation

in the personal assistants community because...

I can't get anyone to work for me.

(sighs) Hence, um... you.

So, I'm going to need a, um,

sparkling lemonade,

a new cell phone, French Vogue...

Yeah, you mean... you're all alone.

Um... I, uh, can't even force my sister

to take care of me, because she's got her money back.

So...

there's nothing I can hold over her head anymore.

Well, I'd be happy to help, Jen.

Just as soon as

you sign these.

Ryan, it's emotional blackmail.

Regardless.

(sighs)

Great. So then I'll just move in with you.

Move in...? Wait. No. I do not want you to move in with me.

Well, it's not about what you want anymore, Jen.

Okay? It's about what's best for the baby.

I mean, that's what being a good parent is, you know?

It's focusing on what's right for your child.

But I don't want you to move in with me.

What if something goes wrong? I mean, what if

you need something in the middle of the night, or what if there's

an emergency?

(sighs)

Fine.

Look at us. (chuckles)

Two mature adults making decisions together.

Just like real parents.

Oh, please.

Don't make me vomit.

That's nice.

(sighs)

(cell phone ringing)

Laurel, hi.

You are in big trouble.

Why have you been holding out on me?

That new song is unbelievable.

(whispers): What's she saying?

Really, you liked it?

More than liked, babe.

Loved.

And I...

I'd like you to sing it at Javier's memorial.

(text message alert)

Is everything all right?

Yeah, it's just a text from Naomi.

I don't know what her problem is.

Yeah, well, um, she's a very troubled girl.

You know, I wasn't-- I wasn't going to tell you this,

but maybe I should.

After Naomi lied about the sexual harassment,

she became somewhat... infatuated with me.

Obsessed, really.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I just don't get why guys have to act

like such idiots sometimes.

Look, however out of control things got,

I'm sure it didn't mean anything.

You know, drunk people just do stupid things.

Trust me, I know.

All right, my dad was the king of stupidity.

He was the life of the party,

sure, and he had some grand parties--

but you know, all I ever wanted was a normal life.

A mom, dad,

white picket fence, the whole thing.

Sorry. I sound like a moron.

No, no. It...

It's just that I-I-I kind of felt that same way growing up.

Really? Yeah.

I mean, I love my mom, you know,

but I just kind of...

I don't know-- like I hate her lifestyle.

Sometimes I feel like I grew up too fast.

Did some things before I was ready.

Did you do that, too?

No.

No, I think I kind of went in the other direction.

You're still a virgin?

No, don't-- don't be embarrassed.

I envy you for that-- really.

I mean, I lost my virginity at the wrong time

in the wrong place, with the wrong girl.

And I wish I could do it over again.

I...

I should go.

Okay, so here goes.

Silver, I need to talk to you.

Uh... I don't want to talk to you.

Well, I'm not leaving until you do.

(chuckles)

Okay, I'll be right back.

(door closing)

Look, you can't work with Cannon.

Why? Because you hit on him and he rejected you?

What?! He told me everything.

How you came on to him.

How he turned you down.

How you became obsessive...

No.

And after he shut you down, you became crazy

and vindictive. That's not true.

True? What do you know about true?

You've already proved you're a liar.

Not about this.

Did you or did you not try to run him over today?

Yes, I did, but that's because he...

He what?

He-- he...

He rejected you? No!

Yes! And you've never been rejected before.

You just-- you can't accept it. It's making you crazy.

I mean, I guess that's why you hit on Teddy.

You got to make yourself feel better somehow...

Silver, no! This... Cannon did not reject me! That is not what this is!

He-- he... He what?

What? What? He raped me!

It happened last year.

And that's why I've been so messed up.

And I didn't think I could tell you

because it was too humiliating, but I'm telling you now

because you have to stay away from him.

Wow.

I mean, you've done

some really low stuff before, but this...

Silver.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

Bravo, ladies.

Apparently, there are some good actresses

in L.A., after all.

I believe this was the fee we agreed on.

Yep.

The note was a long shot. I didn't think you'd show.

I wanted to tell you to your face.

Stay the hell away from me.

Come on, man, we can fix this.

We're brothers.

♪ ♪

(video rewinding, garbled audio)

You don't deserve it.

You're great...

and smart and kind

and...

I already said "great," didn't I?

CANNON: Yeah, you did.

You're great...

and smart and kind, and...

I already said "great," didn't I?

CANNON: Yeah, you did.