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Previously on 90210... IVY: I felt rejected.

I went home, and Oscar was there,

and I slept with him.

Ivy doesn't know that you and I slept together.

You destroyed my family.

I thought it only fitting that I destroy yours.

Remember those photos you didn't want to take?

They landed you the cover. Are you in?

Absolutely.

NAVID: I knew I recognized her.

That girl, Kaitlyn, is a junior.

Which means my dad put an underage girl in his movie.

ANNIE: History is largely told

as a chronicle of great people doing great things.

But, for most of us, life is not made up of big moments.

It's made up of small moments.

And with every small choice, with every small decision,

we are defining ourselves.

♪ ♪

Are we proud of ourselves,

or are we disappointed by who we've become?

Life rarely turns out the way that we plan.

The unexpected happens, and it surprises us

with new and exciting possibilities.

(school bell ringing)

Yo, Oscar.

But, sooner or later, reality hits you in the face.

Okay, guys. What do you think of this one?

You look... happy.

I like your hair. The dress is a no-go.

You're supposed to be walking a red carpet, not wearing one.

What?

People love me for my honesty and candor.

Who are these people exactly?

ANNIE: Hey.

Try this one.

Ooh, that's pretty.

I'll be right back.

You know, Ade...

you know, we really have to work

on your posing.

I mean, I know you did that magazine cover and all,

but on the red carpet, there's... (chuckles)

no Photoshopping, if you know what I'm saying.

It's all about angles.

I actually would suggest the over-the-shoulder eye smolder.

ADRIANNA: The what?

Ass out, head over shoulder, purse your lips

and smolder those peepers.

ADRIANNA: All right. What do you think?

SILVER: Ooh.

ANNIE: Ah. So gorgeous.

I'd do you. (laughs)

Now, smolder.

(cell phone ringing) Oh.

One second.

Uh, this is really not a good time.

Why? I'm not busy.

Anyway, what do you think about Joe Jonas?

Joe Jonas?

I think he's amazing.

Good, 'cause he's going to be

your date for the magazine party.

Um, I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm going to bring Navid. Who the hell is that?

Navid, my boyfriend. You've met him.

No, no, no, no, sweetheart. I know who he is.

That was the press after you introduce Navid as your date.

"Who the hell is that?"

You need to go with someone

who's going to boost your profile.

Okay, well, I already promised him, so I... I can't.

Are we still having this conversation?

This isn't prom; this is a major media event.

You're going with Joe Jonas. The end.

(dial tone drones)

(sighs)

So the person you admire the most is Margaret Thatcher? Huh?

Well, uh, I did a lot of research, and she seems to be

the kind of person that colleges really respond to.

Colleges want to get to know you.

They don't want to get to know

who you think they think you should be.

Oh.

But I love the connection you made

between the Falklands War and your battle with acne

in the ninth grade. It was...

it was really memorable.

Start from scratch, huh?

Just be yourself, and they'll be crazy about you,

just the way I am.

Hey, Jen?

Okay. Why exactly

does our son look like a miniature Robespierre?

It's chic, right? Yeah.

I'm coordinating our outfits for the trunk show tomorrow.

Yeah, what are you going as, Marie Antoinette?

(sniffing)

(sighs) Oh, no.

Jacques, no.

Not in the tweed trousers.

RYAN: It's okay, Jack.

I'd do the same thing if she

made me wear a suit at home.

Oh, God.

Here. You do it. Okay.

I don't want to risk ruining both of our outfits. Sure.

You know, this is a total debacle.

There's no way I can get those dry-cleaned by tomorrow.

Yeah, so what is a trunk show anyway?

I'm guessing you're not buying clothes

out of the back of an old Cadillac.

It's a first look at next season's new baby fashions.

Every mother in Beverly Hills with a black card

will be at the beach club for the show.

I'm going to make all sorts of BFFs.

That sounds fun--

uh, meeting some other mothers.

Well, I'm hoping to get some parenting tips.

Sure. Cool.

Like about diapers.

What, like, uh, cloth or disposable?

Is there any way around babies wearing them?

They make his bottom look all poofy,

and they totally ruin the line of his clothes.

I mean, Ryan, you know it's true.

DIXON: Come on.

Okay. (chuckles)

What was that for?

ANNIE: You've got mail.

College apps are not going to fill themselves out.

Have you even thought about where you want to go yet?

Yeah, definitely.

Somewhere with beachfront access

and a women's mud wrestling team.

(chuckles) Glad to see you have your priorities straight.

Oh, my God.

What, did you find a place that will let you

major in Jay-Z and minor in bikini models?

No.

What?

This was addressed to Mom.

I... I opened it by accident.

What is it?

Dixon, what?

It's divorce papers.

(sighs) I don't believe it.

I know.

I mean, Mom still wears her wedding ring.

What do you think that means?

Hey, maybe it means

that she still hopes that they're going

to get back together. Yeah.

Yeah, uh, I mean, why else would she still wear it, right?

Yeah. And... and do you think Dad

even knows that she still wears the ring?

(sighs) Probably not.

Well, we need to tell him.

You going to keep poking at your plate, or you going

to tell me what's going on?

Well, there is something that I need to talk

to you about, Dad, but it's... it's not easy for me to say.

What? What's wrong? Well, uh...

I saw some of your movies.

Uh, your... your work movies.

Yeah? Yeah.

Is this about masturbation? No, it's not...

Because masturbation, Navid, Dad, it's not about masturbation.

it's a very natural thing... Shh!

Okay, it's not about that, Dad.

No, I saw some of your movies,

and I saw this girl at school,

and she just... she looked really, really familiar,

and I couldn't figure out how.

And then I realized...

she's one of your actresses, Dad.

Her name is Kaitlyn.

She goes by the name of... Jade St. James.

Anyway, she goes to my school,

which means that she's underage.

You're sure about this?

Positive.

Thank you for telling me, Navid.

I don't know how this happened.

You did the right thing to tell me.

I'm going to straighten this out.

(sighs)

Thanks, Dad.

Yeah.

Hey, hey!

What's up?

How was lunch?

Went better than I thought.

I just cannot wait to get in the water.

Getting your ankles wet doesn't count.

Are you ever going to get over seeing that movie, Open Water?

Dude, whatever, man. Sharks are a very real threat.

I think you're safe, buddy.

Hey, I didn't expect to see you here.

Got a day off from driving Miss Daisy?

Daisy took a cab.

She had a full afternoon of purse business,

and she knows the rules, man.

I deal with her, but not the drugs.

I still can't believe that girl deals.

It's not even like she needs the money.

I... I swear I'll never understand rich kids.

Trying to understand rich kids is like

trying to understand LeBron James.

The more you talk about it, the angrier you get.

He should have stayed in Cleveland.

No, no, it... look, it's not about loyalty.

All right? It's about winning those titles, all right?

Whoa, whoa, wait. Are you sure you want to mess with Dixon?

'Cause you heard about what happened

to the last guy that pissed him of.

Right. Hey, please don't punch me, Dixon.

Yeah. Hey, bro, I'll give you

my lunch money, okay? Very funny.

Here take it... Shut up, all right?

For real, though, why'd you hit Oscar?

Ivy had sex with Oscar the night of the Bachelor Auction.

Are you serious?

Ah, dude, no way.

Yeah.

Yo.

Hey.

Hey, Ivy.

Uh, Dixon, can I talk to you?

Alone?

Later, man.

See ya.

(sighs)

Okay, Dixon, look,

I'm sorry, okay? For everything.

I never meant for any of this to happen.

I never meant to hurt you.

You dumped me. I felt rejected.

I was in this really messed up spot,

and, no, it's not an excuse,

and I know that.

But you have... you have to know that I still love you.

Yeah, well... you should have thought of that before.

(touch-tone dialing)

Is that a mirage, or is that really you?

(laughs)

Your phone was going straight to voice mail,

so I thought I'd just come.

Ah.

Do you want to go for dinner?

Yeah. Sounds great. What's the catch?

You're going to make me wear some goofy suit

to the party, aren't you?

Aw, does it have epaulets?

I told you, anything but epaulets. It-it...

made me look like a figure skater, and...

No epaulets, okay? You can wear whatever you want.

Mmm.

Um, but the thing is,

we can totally hang out together at the party...

Mm-hmm.

...but I can't take you as my date.

Oh, why not?

Victor wants me to go with Joe Jonas.

As your date?

Well, he's not my real date.

It's a publicity appearance.

Look, we just have to walk the carpet together.

Victor pulled some strings.

I don't really have a choice. Yeah, you do, Ade.

No, I don't!

Victor said I had to do it. Okay, you know what?

I'm sick of hearing Victor's name.

Navid.

No, just stop.

(car door closes)

(engine revving)

Navid, don't.

MICHELLE: He seems so happy. Did he keep you up last night?

ALICE: Yeah. How about you?

Oh, I will tell you four hours of sleep would be a luxury

for me at this point.

Oh, sleep deprivation is the worst.

Oh, and breastfeeding... oh!

Oh, my God, how barbaric

is breastfeeding?

Save it for National Geographic, right? (chuckles)

Um, I was gonna say that

breastfeeding can be exhausting,

but it's also an incredibly beautiful thing

that a mother can do for her child.

(baby cries)

Quiet, Jacques.

Shh.

(crying continues)

(chuckles nervously)

Oh, it's okay.

Stop crying.

Are those leather pants he's wearing?

Quiet! They look hot.

Thanks.

No, no, I mean hot hot.

Like excessively warm?

Well, we all suffer for fashion, don't we?

Jacques, it's okay.

He never does this ever.

Want me to try?

No.

Let me try. Let me just... Here.

Oh...

Hey, there.

(woman cooing)

That's a good little fella.

(crying ceases)

Oh, hi.

Isn't he a good little fella?

Oh, well, I was gonna try that next.

That bouncing thing you're doing.

He's asleep now.

Good. Perfect.

Hi. Um, I wanted to thank you

for your help with Cannon.

Great. How about tonight at dinner?

What? You said you wanted to thank me.

I suggested you could do it over dinner.

Pick you up at 8:00? No, I have Adrianna's magazine party tonight.

I love parties. 8:00 still good?

First of all, it starts at 6:00, and secondly...

Well, 5:45. I'll be at your door.

Oscar...

Hold that thought till tonight.

(frustrated sigh)

Come on, dude you have to pick one.

Dude, I'm not picking.

You're a nerd, you know that?

Yes, I'm aware. Pick.

Okay, fine, if I had to pick...

I'd want to be able to fly.

Over being invisible? Are you kidding me?

Have you ever fully imagined being invisible?

Dude, the locker room potential alone can get you...

Psst! Hey, you. What you guys doing?

You want to grab pizza or something after school?

Um, I don't really think I can today.

Yeah, I got some homework.

You guys cool? You're acting mad weird.

Like, more than usual.

No, it's just that

everything that happened between,

you know, you and Dixon, uh...

Yeah, okay, cool.

Get it.

No worries. I'll catch you guys later.

Invisible.

Stop!

Jen, please stop!

What, did I forget

to pay for something?

You took the wrong baby!

Oh, Sophie, my darling Sophie.

Sweetheart.

Come here. Come here. Come here. It's okay.

I'm so sorry. I...

Sweetie, it's okay.

It's okay, honey.

Sorry, Jacques.

Well, I guess that's what we get for having the same stroller.

You okay?

Uh, yeah, fine.

You don't look fine.

Thank you.

Here, use this.

It'll help cover your blotchy patches and undereye circles.

(scoffs) That's kind of why I'm not friends with girls

'cause you guys they think that coverup is

the answer to everything, and it's not.

(compact snaps shut)

Okay. Keep your blotches.

I hope you're happy.

What?

Thanks to you, I just got fired.

You know, I have car insurance,

not to mention college to pay for.

Well, maybe you should get a job

at the Beverly Center, like a normal kid.

Oh, please, like you have any idea what it's like

to be a normal kid.

You live in a mansion and you drive a Ferrari.

Okay, whatever. You know what?

You shouldn't have lied about your age, okay?

You know you could have gotten my dad in some serious trouble.

I could have gotten your dad in trouble?

Yeah. You think he didn't know

I was underage? He knew. And I'm not the only one.

(computer trilling)

Hey, perfect timing.

I'm scoring the Principal Nowack segment,

but I can't tell if the Jaws theme is just too on the nose.

You want to take a listen and...?

Hey, what is it?

Oh, I spoke to my dad,

and he said he didn't know Kaitlyn was underage.

She said he totally did and that she's not the only one.

What do you think?

I don't know what to think anymore.

I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help.

What?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Hi.

Hi!

You must be Dixon and Annie.

Your father showed me pictures.

Um, nice to meet you.

I'm Katie.

I guess your dad didn't tell you about me, did he?

I'm your dad's... friend.

Gotcha.

So, is our dad home?

No, but he'll be back in about a half hour.

Do you want to come inside and wait?

Uh, no, no, we-we actually gotta get going.

Yeah, we should get home for dinner.

But we were just in the neighborhood

and thought we'd, you know,

come by and say hi.

So, could you tell him hi?

No problem.

It was really nice meeting you.

(Dixon chuckles uneasily)

Uh, you, too.

Hey, how'd it go with your new BFFs?

Huh. I wouldn't be friends with those women

if my life depended on it.

They were boring and gauche,

and they dressed their babies off the rack.

All right.

(crying)

You want me to do it?

No, I can change a diaper, Ryan. I'm not an idiot.

Okay, go ahead.

Shh...

Shh...

Shh. Could you not hover?

Shh.

Oh, it's okay.

(stops crying)

(crying resumes)

(thud)

(gasps) Oh, my God! Ryan!

(wailing)

I'm sorry!

What's wrong?

I'm so sorry!

What happened? Oh, my God!

(sobbing): I was just changing him,

and I turned away for one second.

It was just one second, and he fell.

No, he's fine. Come here.

Shh-shh-shh.

Oh, my God!

But what if I hurt him, Ryan?

He's fine.

I'm a terrible mother!

You're not a terrible mother.

Babies shouldn't wear leather, Ryan,

and I said breastfeeding

was from National Geographic!

No wonder he liked that other mother more than me.

Come here. Look at me. Come on.

You're the most important person in Jack's life, okay?

What just happened has no bearing on that.

You're his mother, which means

that you're gonna have more of an effect on him

than anybody else, okay?

You're the person

who's gonna make him the man

that he will be one day.

And he's lucky to have you, Jen.

(cooing)

Is this some new dance craze? I like it.

No, no, I was in a rush.

I didn't have time to dry my nails at the spa.

You got your nails done for our date?

It is not a date.

Fine. Rendezvous. (sighs)

I'll see you at 5:45.

Ah! You smudge, I will kill you.

(blows air)

Wait.

What do you want? What's going on

between you and Oscar?

Why? Are you jealous?

No, I'm not... Look, Naomi, you know,

you might be shallow and manipulative

and incredibly narcissistic...

I'm not going to stand here and be insulted, okay?

Okay, listen, but you're not evil.

And Oscar is evil.

So you need to stay away from him.

Hi. I'm Silver.

Ooh! I like it!

What's your real name?

Uh, it's... Silver.

I love the commitment to your craft. (chuckles)

I'm Holly. Holly Woodlove.

Nice to meet you, Holly.

You as well.

This is my first audition.

I'm super excited to get into porn.

Ooh, don't be too excited.

I know it looks totally glamorous,

but it can be really hard sometimes.

What's your specialty?

Uh, y-you know,

a little of this, a lot of that.

I do everything.

Ooh. Impressive.

You know, um, there is one thing

that I'm kind of nervous about.

Okay, sweetie, it is no big deal.

They need some girls with small boobs, too.

Uh... oh, good.

But another thing, um--

(whispering): see, I'm not exactly 18 yet.

Doesn't matter.

They take anything that looks like an I.D.

Really? Yeah, I started when I was 17.

Okay, go downtown and buy a fake.

Doesn't even have to look real.

Honestly, these people do not care.

Silver?

We're ready for you.

HOLLY: Ah, it's your turn.

(giggles)

Um, actually, I'm so stupid.

I left my-my, uh, my paperwork in the car.

So, um, I'll be back.

Holly Woodlove.

I'm sorry.

Hey, you're late.

I was starting to get worried.

Um, sorry, Mom.

Sit down.

We need to talk.

(sighs)

So I guess you saw these?

Uh, I-I opened those by accident.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, don't worry.

I should have told you earlier.

I know the idea of divorce must be unsettling,

but we all knew this day would come.

Right.

What's going on?

Um, well...

after we saw the divorce papers,

we were really surprised, so we went to see Dad.

To see if there was any hope left.

Oh, you shouldn't have done that.

Yeah, no kidding.

What?

Dad's seeing someone.

I know.

I didn't say anything

because I thought you'd be upset.

Are you?

No, just a little weirded out.

Super weirded out.

But-but we're okay.

I know it's hard to see him with somebody new,

but try to find a way to be happy for him.

And I'm here if you want to talk.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

JEN: Shh.

NAOMI (singsongy): Hello!

(whispers): Hi.

(whispers): Oh.

There's my little Jacques in the box.

(chuckles)

So cute.

Oh.

I got your message.

What's up?

Oh.

Well, here are the shoes that I thought

you might want to borrow tonight.

Um, you said I couldn't borrow your shoes

'cause my bunions would ruin your toe box.

Wha-- I never said that.

Yes, you did.

You--

I mean, whatever.

Thank you.

You like?

I love them. I will make sure to bring them back unharmed.

Take your time.

And here's a house key.

From now on, my closet is your closet.

Um, thank you.

Plus, now you can come see Jacques whenever you like.

(Jacques cooing)

(gasps) You'd better get going.

You don't want to be late for the party.

Oh, yeah. Okay, I'll see you there.

Oh, no, no. I'm not-- I'm not coming.

I'm going to just spend some time with Jacques.

Well, okay.

Um, I don't blame you. He's a darling.

Then I will make sure to see you tomorrow. Yes.

Good-bye, Naomi.

♪ ♪

(knocking at door)

Hello? Anybody home?

Hi! Hi.

I'm Joe Jonas.

I mean, no, I'm not.

Um, I mean... Oh, my God. I'm Adrianna. Hey.

That's okay. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Uh...

So thank you for doing this.

Not a problem.

Besides, hopefully, it'll get rid of all the rumors

that I'm dating Lady Gaga.

My mom's kind of freaked out about that one.

Yeah. So how does this sort of thing work?

We just walk the carpet together,

hold hands, if you're cool with that.

Yeah. And if they ask us

about our relationship, we keep it vague.

All right.

But the real question:

Which tie do you think? Because I have no idea.

Uh, definitely that one.

Yeah? Would you hurry up?

Joe is wait-- Oh, Joe.

(laughs) I see you two have already met.

Joe, you look great.

Me? Adrianna's the one who looks great.

Uh, does she? Yeah.

No. You know what? I don't like you in white.

Go put the black dress on.

Hey, Joe. Really looking forward to your new album.

I already pre-ordered it

on iTunes. (clicks tongue)

You're not going to change, are you?

(sighs)

If you like the white one, you should wear it.

Ah, it's just a dress.

You know, it doesn't really matter.

I like the black one, too.

Ah.

Pesare azizam. What brings you here?

You lied.

My friend-- she came here for an audition,

and she found out how it works at your company.

So you spied on me?

Only because I thought you had something to hide.

So I'll ask you again.

Did you know that you were hiring underage girls?

I don't appreciate being interrogated by my teenage son.

Did you know?!

Enough, Navid.

No. Just answer the question!

Did you know?!

(slaps desk)

I'll tell you what I know.

I know that you are nothing but a child!

A child who has had a very nice life because of what I do!

Now, why don't you go enjoy your cars

and your membership at the Beach Club?!

And leave the rest of it to the grown-ups!

Get the hell out of my office!

(knocking at door)

Come in!

Navid. What a nice surprise!

How are you?

Mrs. Silverman, uh, can you hold off

on sending in my Stanford application?

I want to change my essay on who I admire the most.

But I love the essay you wrote about your father.

Yeah, well,

I don't admire him anymore.

Why the sudden change of heart?

What's going on, Navid?

Is everything okay at home?

I don't want to talk about it.

So something is wrong.

Look, I'm your guidance counselor.

You can tell me anything.

What's going on? It's nothing.

Well, clearly, it's something.

Did you and your father have a fight?

We didn't have a fight!

I found out my dad is a child pornographer, okay?

(party music playing)

OSCAR: You look gorgeous tonight, Naomi.

Tonight? What do I usually look like,

a bowl of dog food?

(laughs) No.

You never look like a bowl of dog food.

You're a spectacular woman.

You really think so?

You're extraordinary.

Well...

you have good taste in women.

You know, Ivy warned me to stay away from you.

Ah.

Did she?

I mean, she's always been jealous of me, so...

Oh. I can see why.

Um...

Let's go somewhere else.

I'd like to be alone with you.

(Debbie sighs)

Hey.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Uh, Jen forced me to come.

She said I'm becoming

one of those obsessive parents with no life.

Ah. Well, since you're here, can we figure out

what nights next week you're not gonna have a life?

I need to finish Jen's schedule.

Sure.

Okay, Jen is busy on Monday,

so can you take Jacques?

Oh. No, it's not Monday.

It's Wednesday. I think.

You know, actually, maybe it's Monday and Wednesday.

Shoot. I cannot find her calendar.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just having a little trouble concentrating.

So, where were we?

Uh, I think you were just about to tell me what's wrong.

I'm okay. I'm, I'm okay.

Deb, Deb, please. What's going on?

(sniffles, chuckles wryly)

I just found out that Harry has a girlfriend,

and I know that I shouldn't care,

but I do, and the fact that I do

makes me feel so pathetic.

No, it's not pathetic.

You were together a long time,

you know? It's understandable.

Yeah. And I had to find out from the kids.

How could he not tell me?

It's like... It's like I never existed.

It's like the past 18 years of my life didn't happen.

Like they've just been erased.

I mean, honestly, what was it all for?

Come here.

(Debbie sobbing)

Oh, I'm sorry.

That's all right.

I have an idea.

(laughs) I'll bet you do.

We should go skinny dipping.

(both laugh) I'll race you in.

What do I get if I win?

Oh...

Whatever you want.

(laughs)

Hey!

I won! All right.

Water's a bit cold.

Come on, get in here and keep me warm.

Right. Well done.

Very impressive. Joke's on me.

All right, now, give me my clothes back.

We'll call it even.

Because this is all just one big joke to you, isn't it?

(laughs)

No. That's not what I meant.

Ivy, look, you're causing a scene, all right?

Oh, I'm sorry. What? Something the matter, Oscar?

You got something to hide?

I'm, I'm sorry. All right?

Just give me my clothes back.

Mm... no.

No. Oscar, you're going to have to grovel for this one.

You can't be serious.

Grovel.

Or, you know,

we could just let the entire party

see your cocktail frank.

All right. Ivy, listen.

Please. I'm sorry.

I don't deserve your forgiveness,

but I'll work for it. All right?

Honestly, Ivy, I'm sorry.

I mean, that was actually... That was actually pretty good.

(whispers): Just not good enough.

(stammering): Wh-What... Bloody hell, Ivy!

What am I supposed to do here?!

Enjoy the spotlight, darling.

(girls laughing)

You deserve it.

What... What are you looking at? Just go.

It's funny?

Hey.

I was starting to think you weren't going to show.

Red carpet starts soon.

You want to snark on some outfits with me?

No.

Raincheck?

What's going on?

Did you talk to your Dad?

Yeah.

And...

And, apparently, I'm a spoiled, rich kid,

who needs to shut the hell up. (sighs)

That's... that's not true.

Yeah, right.

I mean that it's not, it's not true.

Come here.

Come here.

You don't deserve to be treated that way.

DIXON: Yo!

The red carpet's about to start.

You guys coming?

Yeah. Uh, yeah.

Be right there.

What's wrong?

All of these people are here for me?

Well, what did you expect?

I don't know-- not this.

Hey. You're a star now.

This is your night. Enjoy it.

Come on, you look beautiful.

Let's get out there and wow them.

(fans screaming and shouting)

(whooping)

There she is! There she is!

(paparazzi clamoring)

(laughs)

(whooping)

PAPARAZZO: Adrianna, Joe, can we get a couple questions?!

ADRIANNA: Yeah, of course.

Hey, you look beautiful, Adrianna.

ADRIANNA: Thank you.

How does it feel to get your first magazine cover?

Oh, it's a... it's a dream come true.

And how long have you two been dating?

Actually, Joe and I are just friends.

That's right.

But I'm not dating Lady Gaga.

You hear that, Mom?

I'm not dating Lady Gaga.

Uh, this is my boyfriend.

DIXON: Dude, dude. Hey.

Dude, dude, go, go!

What are you doing?

(fans clamoring)

ADRIANNA: His name

is Navid, ladies and gentlemen,

and he's

the most amazing person I know.

PAPARAZZO: By the way, congrats on the YouTube hit.

I mean, everybody's talking about it.

It's all about you.

ADRIANNA: I couldn't be happier.

Thanks for having me. Hey, have fun tonight?

Shall we? Yeah. Yeah.

(crickets chirping)

You're working awfully late.

I have some very disturbing news about Navid Shirazi.

Actually, it's about his father.

Whoo! Hey, thank you.

Really. I mean, thank you for your help tonight.

Oh, yeah. What Oscar did to you was awful.

I mean, you are rude and abrasive,

and in desperate need of a makeover,

but you didn't deserve that.

Yeah. Well, thank you.

So, girls have a lot more to offer than just cover up.

Am I right? Hos before bros.

Yeah, we should probably make a T-shirt, huh?

My God, that's a really great idea.

(phone rings) Sorry.

Um, weird. I have to go.

No worries.

All right. Well...

hos before bros, be-yatch!

(laughs) High five?

Well, don't leave me hanging!

Yup. Sorry.

Whatever it takes to shut you up.

(laughs) Bye.

I'm really sorry.

I should have brought you as my date in the first place.

No, it's okay.

Really?

Sure.

Whatever.

Can I talk to you?

Alone?

(laughs)

It'd be my pleasure.

Hey, hey.

I'll be right back, sweetie.

You look great in that. Thank you.

(laughs)

Hey.

So, what do you want to talk to me about?

What the hell were you doing out there?

You know, when I was walking the red carpet,

it suddenly hit me.

I mean, all these people are here for me.

I'm famous.

Hmm. You won't be if I tell them the truth.

Right.

But if you destroy me, I won't make any money,

which means you won't, either.

Mm-hmm. And by the looks of things,

I'm gonna make a lot of money, so you have a choice.

You could expose me,

or you can continue being my manager

on my terms.

Fine.

Oh, and one more thing.

You will not be getting 80%.

Managers usually get ten.

You will get five.

Hey. How's my college girl?

(laughs)

Not in college yet, but one step closer.

I just finished my essay.

Can I read it to you?

Oh, I would be honored.

(laughs) Okay.

"History is largely told

"as a chronicle of great people doing great things.

"But for most of us,

"life is not made up of big moments.

It's made up of small moments."

NAOMI: Hello!

Just me with my new key!

I got your text.

Is everything okay?

What's going on?

"Dear Ryan, I'm so sorry.

Jacques is better off without me."?

She left.

She's gone.

ANNIE: "And with every small choice,

"with every small decision,

"we are defining ourselves.

"Are we honest?

"Are we faithful?

"Are we proud of ourselves,

"or are we disappointed by who we've become?

"Life rarely turns out the way that we plan.

"The unexpected happens,

"and it surprises us with new and exciting possibilities.

"But sooner or later, reality hits you in the face.

"My mother never imagined having to start over

"as a single mother with two grown kids.

"But when the unimaginable happened, she adapted.

"She found strength.

"She moved on.

"And I hope, when my life doesn't go as I plan--

"which it certainly won't--

"I can handle myself with the same grace and strength

"that my mother has taught me.

"She may not be an Olympic athlete

"or a world leader, but my mom

is definitely my hero."

You wrote it about me?

Yeah.

You have no idea how much I needed to hear that.

(sighs)

(sniffles)

So, should I continue reading?

In a minute. In a minute.