All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S03E03 - Too Little, Too Late Paris 75001 (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

Andrea... An...
Andrea, Andrea.

This is getting
a little out of hand.

Sorry, Brandon,
I can't help you.

I'm busy right now, all right?

Guys, come on.

We're having fun.

Well, I'm glad someone is.

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Well, which one
do you want?

Anybody seen Brandon Walsh?

Hey, hey, hey,
guys, guys.

Don't tell Henry I'm here.
Don't tell him.

(laughing)

Lying down on the job
again, huh, Walsh?

Get back to work,
you lazy bum.

Come on you guys, time
for lunch. Let's go!

Manga, manga,
run, run, run.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey, Andrea.

Thanks, Brandon.

That's all right.

You got a good group
of kids there.

Hey, listen, I don't
know if you have

any plans for tonight,
but, uh, you know...
Jay!

I'm sorry. Excuse
me. I gotta go.

I'll see you
later, okay?
Okay.

Is that Andrea's
new boyfriend?

I don't know.
He's a boy.

He's her friend.

Well, she certainly
looks happy.

I hadn't noticed.

Well, I'll see
you later, Brandon.

Gotta go beat your
father at gin rummy.

Have fun.

Brandon, have you
seen today's Times?

No.

Dylan's old man
made the front page.

He's up for parole.

Well, to tell you the truth,
I think Dylan's better off

with his old man
behind bars.

Dylan.

I'm glad you could come.

You look great.

I feel great.

Been waiting
for this all year.

Glad you made it.

Me, too,

but it's not over yet.

I've still
got that hearing.

I mean...

you've, you've been a
model prisoner, right?

They're gonna let you out.

There are a lot of
people out there

who would love to see your
old man behind bars forever,

and that's why
it's real important

for me to cover
all my bases.

My lawyers say that I
could use a little help

in the, uh, in the
image department.

That's where
you come in.

What do you want me to do?

It's very simple.

All you have to do
is write a letter.

What am I supposed
to say in this letter?

Well, what
do you think

you're supposed to
say in this letter?

You're my son.

I'm your father.

You figure it out.

You never change, Jack.

What're you telling me?

Are you telling me you're
not gonna help me out here?

If you were in my shoes,
I'd be there for you,

and you know that's true.

So, can I count on you here?

I'll see what I can do.

Good, good.

Then that's settled.

Look, uh...

you know the address
of my lawyer.

Do me a favor, make sure

they get a draft
of that letter

by the end of the week,

so they can put
it in the record.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

So... uh...

how's that girlfriend
of yours doing?

What's her name, uh... Linda?

Brenda.

Her name is Brenda.

BRENDA:
I cannot believe that
we are actually in Paris.

DONNA:
Brenda, what time
is it back home?

No way, Donna.

We are not calling
home right now.

We just got here.

Please do not lecture
me right now, Brenda.

I am so tired, my
stomach is a wreck

and I have a sore throat

from all those people
smoking in the airplane.

Well, just think
about this.

You won't have to get on
another plane for six weeks.

Good, because seriously,

if I had to smell another
cigarette right now,

I'd absolutely hurl.

Oh, uh...

Ugh!

Oh, uh, monsieur.

Uh, est-il possible
que vous nu fumez pas,

por favor?

I-I mean,
s'il vous plaît?

Tell him that smoking
causes lung cancer.

And heart disease.

And emphysema. Tell him.

Donna, my French
is not that good.

La fumee-vous derange?

Well, you see,

the plane was
really smoky...

Pas de probleme.

La porte est la.

The door is there!

What did he say?

(angry muttering)

What are you doing?

Je fume, je fume, okay?

Out! You, out!

La tour est finit.

C'est tout.

Brenda!

Donna, don't worry,
I'll handle this.

Look, I'm sorry.
You can smoke

if you want.

I mean, it's a free
country, right?

It's your country,
n'est-ce pas?

Hmm.

Oh!

Have a nice day!

Thanks for
handling that, Bren.

Any time, Don.

Oh... we made it!

I wanna go home!

Donna, I did not
just carry your luggage

five blocks up a hill
just to have you wimp out.

Once we get in the room,
everything will be fine.

Cela sera fini quand,
aujourd'hui ou demain?

Un mauvais ...
et de mauvais utils!

Allez-vous,
et depechez.

Je suis furieux.

Immediatement.

Oh, mademoiselles.

Bonjour. Je m'appelle
Brenda Walsh, et...

Mais oui!

Et Mademoiselle Martin?

Bonjour, bonjour.

Je suis la concierge,

Madame DuBois.
Mais vous etes en retard.

Je vous
attendais
ce matin

et vous n'avez pas telephone.

Uh, excusez-moi,
mais parlez-vous anglais?

Oui, but you are in
the immersion program, non?

And all the girls, they love for
me to speak French with them.

Oh, we just
had a really

long trip, and I don't think

we're completely ready
to immerse yet.

Except, of course,
in a bathtub.

Oh, mais oui.

Forgive me, you are tired.

But you are very late, non?

Three people, they ask me
for my last room

and I said, non,
it is fully paid.

I must hold it for the girls.

Voila! And all of
our rooms have names.

This one is "Marie."

Well,

you know,
I am sure that

it's got a really...

really nice...

...window.

And this is for your clothes.

Ah! And the towels are ici.

Whoa.

This is for
our clothes?

All of our
clothes?

Both of our clothes?

I need to sit down.

(sighs)

Oh.

Kelly must've had ESP.

You know, Donna, it's not like

we're gonna be spending
any time in our room.

(DuBois laughs)

You will be in the
program all day

and out with the
parties all night.

See?

Knock, knock.

DUBOIS:
Oh, allo, Maggie!

Please tell the girls

they will be too busy
in Paris even to sleep!

Ah, oui.

We shall give ourselves
to our French lovers

and then go home with
broken hearts, but...

a lifetime
of memories.

Hi. I'm Maggie,

and these two creeps
are Lynnette and Ann.

I will leave you
to make friends.

We just wanted to see
who got stuck with "Marie."

(giggling)

A bientot.

Don't mind them.

We won't.

I'm Brenda, and
this is Donna.

Hey.
Hi.

Well, cheer up, Donna.

Look, I got stuck
with "Antoinette"

and it ain't
a whole lot better.

Great.

Look, Donna, we
can either complain

all summer or make
the best of it,

but if you're gonna
sit around and mope,

I'm gonna go take a
bath-- which is where?

Try the third floor,
end of the hallway.

Oh.

Oh, and the water
heater takes tokens.

Oh, my God.

I've got to call David.

Oh, there's a pay phone
in the, uh, courtyard.

Don't do it, Donna.

Look, if you call him
before you get settled in,

you'll get even
more homesick.

Where are you guys
from, anyway?

Uh, Los Angeles.

Where in Los Angeles?

Uh... West Lost Angeles.

What high school?

West Beverly High.

I knew it.

So...

anybody got a cigarette?

JAY:
I gotta give you credit.

I don't think
I could last one day

baby-sitting
those little tykes.

Actually, it's
a pretty good job.

Of course, it
doesn't compare

to hobnobbing with
the bigwigs at CNN.

Yeah, right.

The bureau chief still
doesn't know my name.

So you're paying your dues.

They're still taking you

to the Republican convention,
aren't they?

We leave for Houston
next week.

That sounds
a little more exciting

than digging for sand crabs
all summer.

Well, you want me
to talk to Mr. Rouse,

see if they have any
more intern jobs?

Yeah, right.

Like they'd hire anybody
who's still in high school.

That's exactly who they hire
since they pay next to nothing.

So you want me
to check it out?

Are you kidding?

I'd love it, even if it is the
Republican National Convention.

It gives me a chance
to smoke out the enemy.

The enemy?

What are you talking about?

I'm a Republican.

You're kidding, right?

Horror of horrors.

And it doesn't bother you that
I'm a card-carrying liberal?

Well, you know what
they say about girls

who are liberal, don't you?

No.
What do they say, Jay?

It's rumored
that they're very...

liberal.

And you know what they say
about conservatives, don't you?

They're lousy lovers.

Who says?

My lips are sealed.

Well, why don't you
just stand up

and let me prove to you
how wrong you are.

Jay...

Come on, Andrea.

How am I supposed to uphold
the honor and dignity

of the Grand Old Party
if you just sit there?

Jay...

Don't tell me
a "card-carrying liberal"

is too bashful to commit

to a little public
display of affection.

Okay...

(cheering)

William F. Buckley has
nothing on you, boy.

Isn't that weird how they're
doing that with their fingers?

Yeah, it is.

You know what
they're doing--
they're signing.

That's how deaf people
talk to each other

and it's not nice
to stare, so stop.

Come on, down the slide.

Hi.

I'm Andrea.

What's your name?

His name is Cameron.

Hi. I'm Andrea Zuckerman.
How are you?

Hi.

Ellen Shaw.
Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

How did you learn to sign?

I used to do volunteer work
at the Valley Youth Center

and there were some hearing
impaired kids there,

so I thought I should learn
how to speak their language.

Nice. Not many people
would make the effort.

It's fun.

You'd better watch out

or you're going to get
sand in your sandwich.

I don't like eating sand.

What? You like eating sand?

No, I said I hate sand
in my food.

Oh, you hate eating sand.

Me, too.

Look, Mrs. Shaw,
there's no reason Cameron

has to sit alone all summer.

Why don't you sign him
up for beach camp?

I don't think so.

He'll be okay.

I mean, I can take care
of him, really.

You don't have to worry.

I just don't think
it would work out.

But thank you for asking.

It was nice
meeting you.

Nice meeting you, too.

Come on, honey, time
to come out of the sun.

BRENDA:
You know there's something

about being in a city that's
over 2,000 years old.

It gives you such
a sense of history.

DONNA:
Brenda, my feet
are killing me!

Donna, I can't believe
in all those suitcases

you didn't find a decent
pair of walking shoes.

Brenda, you're nagging again.

Yeah, well, our next
stop is not too far.

No, no more.

I need a nap.

Donna, they strongly
recommended

that we see as many landmarks as
possible before classes start.

Well, I think we ought to be
excused on account of jet lag.

Levez-vous, s'il vous plaît.

David has that same shirt.

Well, I mean
it's not exactly the same shirt,

but it's it's the same color.

Well, it's not exactly
the same color, but...

Donna, do you want
to go find a phone booth?

No.

I mean, we both agreed to tough
it out as long as possible,

and if you can wait,
I can wait.

Attagirl.

All right,
let's see what's next?

Why don't we go to Balzac's
House and then call it a day?

Okay.

Why don't we skip Balzac's
House and call it a day?

Donna, I'm sure if we
just give it a few more
minutes, we will find it.

Other people come to Paris,
they go to see the Eiffel Tower,

take a stroll
down the Champs Elysées,
do a little shopping.

What am I doing?

I'm going to see
Balzac's House.

It was on the list,
and in the neighborhood.

Oh, great. Who even
cares about Balzac?

Now I could understand

if it was Pierre Cardin's
house, but...

Donna, you don't want
to be here, fine.

Why don't you get on the metro,
and go back to the hotel!

Uh, Brenda...

I mean, stay there
all summer.

Better yet, why don't you just
go back to Beverly Hills,

live your same old princess life
with your same old people.

Brenda...
But you can do
it without me.

Because I am going
to take advantage

of every little bit
this city has to offer.

I mean I'm not rushing
to call Dylan

the minute I get here, because
everything's not perfect.

I am going to "immerse", I am
going to speak French

and I am going to find
Balzac's House

if it's the last thing I do.

Good. Well, if
you're finished...

I think the word is: voila?

We're here, let's go!

I don't believe it.

It's uh, closed.

What?

All right, here we go.

Good girl. Go get it.

Guess who.

Uh... uh,
Dan Quayle.

(chuckles)

I was close.

Now, listen,
I have terrific news.

I talked to my producer

and he said if you're willing
to work 24 hours a day

for next to no money,
he'd love to have you.

You lie.
Start packing, babe.
We're going to Houston.

That's great!
You're a miracle worker.

That's so good!

I had incentive.

This way I get to spend
the rest of the summer with you.

Oh!

Oh, I'm so excited,
oh, that's so cool!

I can't wait.

Pinch me.

I still can't believe
I'm not dreaming.

Hey, chalk one up to the
dreams come true department.

She's trying to make you
jealous, you know.

What?

Girls pull stunts like this to
make you realize you like them.

Steve, that's ridiculous.

Why are you staring
at her then?

I wasn't staring.

Well, if you're gonna
make a move, buddy,

you'd better do it
before it's too late.

(sighs)

Okay, go on.

Careful.

Hello.

Hi, Cameron.

Can I join that group?

Sure you can join the group.

Did your mother
give you permission?

Terrific.

Come on over.

(whistle blowing)

Group, come over here.
Come on over.

Gang, this is Cameron.

Cameron, this is the gang.

Say, hi.

ALL:
Hi.

Well, don't just stand there.

Let's go swimming.

Come on, go for it!

What's going on here?

Cameron, I've been
looking all over for you.

How many times do
I have to tell you

not to wander off
like that?

He said he had your permission.

And you believed him?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Shaw.

I was frantic.

I'm really sorry.

Well, thank God,
he's all right.

Mrs. Shaw, excuse me
for saying this,

but just because Cameron
has special needs,

doesn't mean he can't have
fun with the rest of us.

Andrea, as you've just noticed,

Cameron has a tendency
to wander off.

All children do,

but when a deaf child gets lost,
you can't just call his name.

So I have to watch
him like a hawk.

How are you going to do that

with eight other children
to look after?

We'll set up a buddy system.

We'll make rules.

Please, Mrs. Shaw.

It's not fair to isolate him
any more than he already is.

Andrea...

Thank you,
you're very kind.

I'm sorry.

It's just impossible.

It's just day camp... one day.

There's no
commitment.

Please, just try it.

Okay, you win.

What?

Cameron can join
your group.

That's terrific!

So, Kelly recommended
this place?

Yeah, but she didn't warn
me it was so dressy.

Regardez
that outfit.

Ooh-la-la!

We definitely have
to check out "le shopping".

We will, but not until we
are speaking French just
like the natives.

Come on, Bren, haven't you heard
the expression, "money talks"?

Yeah, and I don't have
a whole lot of it.

Besides, I don't want people
to take a look at us

and say "stupid tourists,
let's take advantage of them."

You can't show
any weakness here,

you can't let on that you're
not right on top of things.

And now is a great time
to start.

Votre command,
s'il vous plaît.

Oh, here.

Bren, this is all in French.

Je voudrais le poisson,
s'il vous plaît.

Quel Poisson?

Nous avons 26
poissons différents!

Um...

La coquis St. Jacques,
la dorade,

le rouget, la sole...

La sole. Très bien.
S'il vous plaît.

Merci.
Et vous?

Oh. Um...

Oh, God...

(deliberately):
I don't want fish.

One, one sec...

This... please.

S'il vous plaît.

Cervelles de Veau.
Très bien.

What's that?

"Veau" is veal.

Oh, that sounds good.

Garcon, make that deux.

Tres bien, mademoiselle.

You see? That wasn't
so hard, was it?

Bon appetit.

Bon appetit.

ANDREA:
All right, be careful, now.

Good. Good toss.

Okay. All right,
careful now.

If you toss it too hard
it's going to break, right?

All right, Andrew,
good pass, good pass.

Oh, my God, oh, my God,
that was good.

Throw it well.

Don't break it,
don't break it.

It's not over yet.

In coming.

Don't you, don't you dare.

Don't you even
think it.

Don't, don't...

Get her, get her.

Whose side are you on, huh?

Ready, aim... fire!

Oh, my God.

Game's over.

Everybody in
the water.

Come on, game's over.

Hey, I heard about
your new job.

Yeah.
What a hoot, huh?

Andrea Zuckerman
at the Republican Convention.

So, what are you planning
to tell Henry?

I already did.

He gave me his blessings.

And what about the kids?

What about 'em?

There are plenty of people
who can run day camps.

Henry's got
that girl from Beverly

just waiting in the wings.

That may be true,

but I'm sure she doesn't know
how to sign for the deaf.

That's a low blow.
No, it isn't.

You went out of your way to drag
that kid into your group.

Now he's having
the time of his life

and you're just gonna dump him.

Excuse me, this was not
a lifetime commitment.

His mom knows that.

Does Cameron?

Since when are you so worried

about the feelings
of a little boy?

I'm glad this is
so easy for you, Andrea.

Thank you, Brandon.

I'm glad you're glad.

All I can say is, the food
better be worth the wait.

Me, too.

I am starving,
I'm famished, I'm...

David?

I thought it was David
for a second.

You've really got it bad.

What do I have?

The dependent woman syndrome.

I read about it in a magazine.

You're imagining
that you see David

because you can't accept the
idea of your own independence.

I just miss him, that's all.

Donna, you can't fall
into that old stereotype,

you know, the clinging female
who lives and dies by her man.

Look who's talking?

I mean, David and I are dating.

But you and Dylan were, were
what, like, living together.

No, we were playing house.

And that's partly
why I came here--

to see what it takes
to be my own boss,

not to be Daddy's
little girl,

or my boyfriends' little woman.

Hmm, and I thought we were
just out to have fun.

Well, we will, if you'd just
give it half a chance.

You know, Bren, I'd be having
a great time

if my dinner
would just get here.

Okay, but just think
about what I'm saying,

otherwise it's going to be
a really long summer.

Cervelles de Veau.

Wait a second.

I ordered veal.

Mais oui.
Cervelles de veau.

Bon appetit.

I don't know about this.

Okay, it looks weird.

But I'm sure it's edible.

Great, right now, I could
eat just about anything.

It's very, uh... French.

It's, uh, it's kind of... mushy.

It's brains.

Wow.

Uh, from now on,
let's just stick to fish.

No problem.

I hope you're planning to
recycle all that paper.

Hi, Kel.

What are you writing,
the great American novel?

Hardly. It's a letter.

Well, tell Brenda I said hello.

It's not a letter to Brenda.

It's for my father.
He's up for parole.

Yeah.
I heard that on the news.

I'm supposed to write
this glowing letter

to convince the parole board

what a fabulous father
he is, you know.

Needless to say, the words
aren't coming easy.

I'll just leave you alone, then.

No, I need a break.

You want to get a soda
or something?

Sure.

So, how's it going?

Not so hot.

Things with Jake and I
didn't go so well.

Oh, you know I told him
not to mess with you.

You talked to him
about me?

Yeah.

I really got sucked in.

I ended up throwing
myself at him.

Yeah, well, some people
have that kind of power.

Can I have a couple of mineral
water's, please?

Well, I guess I'm done
with guys for a while.

But thanks for trying
to look out for me.

Hey, come on, we were in

the same kindergarten class,
remember?

That's right.

Miss Carney.

As I recall,

you were the king
of "quiet time."

So you're having a hard time
with this letter?

Yeah, I just can't come up
with a single flattering thing

to say about my own father
that I actually believe.

Well, when in doubt, lie.

I may have to.

Hey, Andrea,
where are you off to?

I have a date.
Oh.

Hey, listen, what do you want
to go running off with that guy

to Houston for anyway, huh?

Don't you approve?

I don't need your permission
to do this, Brandon.

No, it's, it's not that.

It's... I just kind of wish

you were sticking around
here for the summer.

I'm gonna miss
riding to work

with you every morning,

and helping you out
with the kids.

That's sweet.

But most of all
I'm gonna miss you.

Brandon...

What the hell was that?

It's just how I feel.

Look, don't insult me
like that, okay. Not now.

Hey wait, wait, what
are you talking about?

The only reason you're the
slightest bit interested in me

is because I'm seeing someone
else, and you know it.

That's not true.

Oh, yeah?

Then where have you been the
last couple years, Brandon?

You had your chance,

you made your choice.

I'd appreciate it
if you'd get out of my way

because I have a date.

So break it.

What makes you think you're
so damn irresistible?

Red Rover, Red Rover,
let Cameron come over.

Go, Cameron, go.

Come on, you can
do it. Come on!

Yay!

Cameron, good work.

All right!

Good work.

BRANDON:
Tell me something, Steve--

what is it about guys
that makes them

suddenly want the one
girl they can't have?

I don't know, I think
it's hormonal.

(whistle blowing)

Okay, lunchtime.

Let's go, come on.

Everybody, one, two, three,

run, run, run,
let's go.

Andrea. Andrea, hey...

Not now, Brandon.

No, come on, please just listen
to me for one minute, okay?

I didn't sleep much last night.

I was thinking a lot about
what I did and what you said.

And?

And you were right.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to offend
you or insult you.

Apology accepted.

That's it?
Mm-hmm.

Just like that,
apology accepted?

You know, you have every reason
in the world to think I'm scum.

Pond scum.

Pond scum.

With lousy timing.

So, uh...

we're still friends.

Always friends.

Cool.

You really like him, don't you?

Yeah. I really do.

That's good.

I'm happy for you.

But I have to admit
you did call it.

You never know what you've got
till it's gone.

Thanks.

"Comment vous appellez-vous?"

Comment vous appellez-vous?

"Je m'appelle Donna."

Je m'appelle Donna.

Très bien, mademoiselle.

Bren, it's easy to
repeat after you,

but I was totally lost
in class today.

How am I supposed to understand
anyone at the party?

Donna, I'm sure someone
there will speak English.

And even if they don't, flirting
is a universal language.

Brenda, I'm not out
to pick anyone up.

Besides I would never
do that to David.

Donna, this has nothing
to do with David.

All I'm saying is that
it's quite possible

you might enjoy talking
to some cute Parisian guys.

And if you really want to,
you'll find a way.

I know.
I just miss David so much.

I keep thinking I see him,
everywhere that I go.

I miss Dylan, too.

It's just that
I'm not obsessing over it.

I mean, he's there and I'm here.

Well, it's harder for me because
of that language "thang".

All I can say is,
if Ann and Lynnette

can handle this program,
so can you.

Hmm, maybe it's their accents
that keep throwing me off.

"Je m'appelle Lynnette".

(knocking)

Oops.

(Southern accent):
Y'all ready
to rock 'n' roll?

Train's a movin' gal.

Are you creeps coming
or what?

Now remember, if you
get into trouble,

just ask where the bathroom
is: "Ou est la toilette?"

Got it?

Mais oui.

Bon. Allons-y.

Oh, um...

Vous etes tres jolie.

Voulez-vous coucher
avec moi ce soir?

Um... ou est la toilette?

Oh, uh...

non, merci.

And where are you from?

Nous habitons en Texas.

What'd she say?

They live in Texas.

Texas?

Do you know, uh, do you know,
uh, George Bush?

No.

Do you know,
um, Ross Perot?

Do you know Ross Perot?

Excuse me.

Vous etes tres jolie.

Voulez-vous coucher
avec moi ce soir?

I sleep with her.

Alors, the more the merrier,
n'est ce pas?

I don't think so.

Dylan!

Dylan...

Excusez-moi.

(techno music playing)

That's it, David!

You're gonna get us kicked out
of this club!

Hello.

Hi.

Where are you off to?

Uh, I'm going to jail.

(both chuckle)

It's for
my father's parole hearing.

Well, good luck.

Thanks.

Hey, Dylan.

Nice suit.

Well, a little big
in the waist,

but, uh, I been on

that prison diet
too long.

This is some letter.

Glad you liked it.

Guess I wasn't too bad
a father after all, huh?

Don't believe everything
you read.

"My father taught me
never to give up.

"When I was six, I was having
trouble learning how to read.

"Every night,
no matter how busy he was,

"my father would sit with me
for hours.

"It wasn't sinking in.

"But one night,
I looked at the words

"and somehow it all clicked.

"I never thanked
my father for that.

This is as good
a time as any."

There won't be a dry eye
in the house.

Except what I wrote in that
letter wasn't really true.

My mom taught me how to read.

That's a lot of crap, Dylan.

You have
a damn selective memory.

Come on, Dad.

You were never around
to teach me to read,

you were never around
for anything.

Oh, yeah?

"I do not like them in a plane,

"I do not like them
on a train.

I do not like green eggs
and ham..."

"I do not like them, Sam I am."

Listen, kid,
whatever happens in there...

I am glad that you're here.

Good luck, Dad.

Let's do it.

You know, I've had

what I thought were French
pastries before,

but somehow they taste
so much better here. Bren?

Hmm?

What's wrong?

You know how you
keep on thinking

that you're seeing David?

Yeah.

Well, it started
happening to me.

And I started thinking,
"What are we doing here?"

We're immersing.

We're learning new things
in a new language

in a new culture.

Now I'm starting to learn
that being in one

of the most romantic cities
in the world isn't so romantic

when you don't have someone
you love to share it with.

Not that I don't love you,
but you know what I mean.

Well, I guess
I haven't been

such a great traveling
companion.

Well, you have been
complaining a bit,

but I've been pretty bossy.

You know, I'm really glad you
said that so I didn't have to.

We do do things our own way,
don't we?

I don't know, I would hate for
people to look at me and think

that I was some pampered kid
from West Beverly High.

I really want
to be a whole person

with many sides, many talents
and many interests.

I just don't know
what they all are yet.

Bren, I have a confession
to make:

I'm really glad that you came
instead of Kelly.

Why?

Well, if she were here,
she'd be the one complaining,

and I, I would've felt
like I had to cheer her up.

And honestly I just,

I just haven't had it in me.

I hear ya.

You know, you're gonna be okay,
and I'm gonna be okay.

I mean, this is the summer
before our senior year.

We're gonna find out
what it's like

to be on our own

and we are gonna have the time
of our lives.

Absolument! (giggles)

So, uh, what was that time
difference again?

I'll race you to the phone.

(giggles)

An elephant?
Dumbo?

I got it!
I got it!

Mickey Mouse!

Horton Hears a Who!

Bugs Bunny!

Yeah!

Hey, Cameron's team wins again!
Come on, you guys.

Hi.

Hi, how are you?

Andrea, I just want
to thank you so much.

Cameron's having
such a terrific time.

He's a great kid.

Yeah. Hmm.
I'm really sorry

you're not gonna be around
for the rest of the summer.

You've had such
an impact on him.

Given him

a terrific opportunity.

He's going to miss all this.

Thanks again.

Hey, sorry
about your dad.

I heard it
on the radio.

Uh, when they started
dragging out affidavits

from, like, a hundred old women
who'd lost their pension funds

in one of Jack's high quality
investment portfolios,

we kinda knew it was over.

It's all right, though,

he'll be up for parole again
in six months.

Well, did you finish
that letter?

Yeah.

I guess we both know
what it's like

to have fathers who only care
about themselves.

By the way,
Brenda called last night.

She did?
How's she doing?

They're having
a great time.

She was going on
with this story,

something about eating brains,
I don't know.

She seemed so far away.

Well, she is far away.

When she asked about what
was going on here,

I didn't even tell her
about my dad.

Why not?

I didn't want
to bring her down.

Yeah, they're off in Paris
having the time of their lives

and we're stuck here, miserable.

To tell you the truth,
I'm not that miserable.

To tell you the truth,
neither am I.

Hi.

I told him you were leaving.

I'd, uh, I'd like to talk to him
myself, if that's okay.

Cameron...

You and me,
we're friends.

I like you.

It must have been tough
saying good-bye.

I wasn't saying good-bye.

I told him
I changed my mind.

I decided I'm staying here
all summer.

You are?

Mm-hmm.

Well, what happened?

Nothing.

What about Jay?

What about, what about CNN,
what about Houston?

Well, you hit the nail
on the head, Brandon.

I mean, how can I turn my back
on Cameron now?

He needs me.

More than Jay, or CNN, or God
knows, the Republican party.

So...

I had nothing to do with your
change of heart? Come on.

Of course not,
you conceited jerk.

(laughs)

You never cease to amaze me,
you know that?

Thank you, sir.

I do my best.

You're blowing a hell
of an opportunity,

you know that,
don't you?

No.

There'll be other
conventions.

I wasn't talking
about the convention.

I might still be here
when you come back.

I won't be,
not for long, anyway.

I mean, school starts
in September,

and Evanston, Illinois,
is a long way from
Beverly Hills.

Yeah, but there
are telephones,
airplanes.

frequent flyer miles.

I mean,

if you're willing to try
a long-distance relationship.

I get the whole month
of December off,

a week at Thanksgiving.

Well, that's not so bad.

Yes, it is, but I'm glad
about one thing.

What?

That the reason you're staying
is Cameron Shaw,

not Brandon Walsh.

That really
is the reason, right?

I mean, you wouldn't lie
to me, would you?

Hey, I'm a Democrat, remember?

We don't lie.

Yeah, right.

I guess there is something

to be said for the Democratic
party after all.

Wake up, campers.

Andrea's having a major
tug-of-war down by the water

and we need you.

All right, come on.

Let's go get
some exercise.

Okay.

(all shouting)

Come on! Let's go!
Keep pulling!

You're doing good!
Come on!

Come on, Annie!
Come on!

We're gonna win. Let's pull!
Let's pull!

Come on, you guys!
Let's pull!

What is that?

Are you pulling at all?

I think you need
to put some weight on.

Excuse me!

I'm sorry.
I got tangled up.

Yeah, me, too.

STEVE:
Come on, lovebirds.

Get off the rope.