All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S03E20 - Parental Guidance Recommended (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

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♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Yes, I've heard ♪

♪ Every word ♪

♪ And I'm very fluent
in your jive ♪

♪ I can read between the lines ♪

♪ Don't have to wait ♪

♪ To translate ♪

♪ I can see the message
in your eyes ♪

♪ I can read between ♪

♪ The lines... ♪

I know that I've been pretending
that the two of you don't exist,

but I've thought it over,

and, well, you are
my best friends.

Oh, Brenda, you don't know how
happy I am to hear you say that.

Yeah, me, too, Bren.

Well, frankly,
when the two of you told me

about what happened
over the summer,

I thought I'd never speak
to either of you again.

But then I realized that
if I hadn't gone off to Paris,

that nothing
ever would've happened.

Exactly.
Yeah, it's not like
we slept together.

Absolutely not.

Well, the past is the past,
and the future is the future,

and we should all handle this

in a very mature
and very rational way.

Oh, my God, Brenda,
what are you doing?!
Where'd she get that?

I don't know.
It's not my fantasy.

(slasher movie music plays)
(Kelly yells)

♪ Read between the lines... ♪

(turns off music)

You know,
if we don't start cleaning,

we're never gonna
be done in time.

Kel, we got
plenty of time.

My mom's plane
doesn't get here for...

another three hours.
Okay, but don't say
I didn't warn you.

Want to go to the
airport with me?

No, I don't think
a crowded terminal at LAX

is where I want to meet
your mom for the first time.

It'll be okay.
Just don't give
Iris any, you know,

hard time about
that New Age stuff,
you'll be all right.

Yeah, but if she's
really psychic,

don't you think she'll
be able to read my mind?
Right. Yeah.

She'll just cock
one eyebrow and ask you

what your sign is, and then
you'll know you're in trouble.

Well, I think this is
one family reunion

I'm gonna have
to be missing,

so let's clean up
so I can leave.

Dylan...

Mm...

Thanks.

(doorbell rings)

Mm...

Who is that?

Whatever they're selling,
I don't want it.

(doorbell rings)

Dylan... I think
you should get that.

(laughs):
Please?

(whispers):
It's Iris.

Iris?! Oh, my God!

Stall her.
I will be right back, okay?

(groaning)

(exhales sharply)

Iris, what are you
doing here already?

(laughs):
It's nice to see
you, too, Dylan.

Uh, well, you know, it's just

you're a little early--
about three hours.

I was gonna pick you up
at the airport.

I got on the morning plane
and grabbed a cab.

I hope I haven't
caught you at a bad time.

Uh... no, no.
Um, I just wanted

to clean up a little bit
before you got here.

Come on in.

I can see why.

I'm surprised that Brenda
puts up with this mess.

Scorps have a notorious need
for neatness.

Well, Mom, Brenda hasn't
actually been spending a lot
of time around the house.

But, then, Brenda is not
your average Scorpio, is she?

After all... she's
in love with you.

Hi.

Who's this?

Uh, this is Kelly,
Kelly Taylor, Mom.

Maybe you remember her
from, uh, Miss Carney's
kindergarten class?

No, I can't say
that I do.

Nice to meet
you, Kelly.
You, too.

I think you missed

a button or two.

Oh, thanks.

So,

Kelly...

what's your sign?

Now, Dave, the only reason

that Icon Records
are interested in you

is because of the demo
tape that I sent them.

No, Steve, the only reason
they're interested

is because of the music
that was on the demo tape.

The music that
I had them listen to.
After I fired you.

Wait, you guys,
aren't we forgetting

one really important
thing here?

Well, what would
that be, Donna?

School.

Anyway, like
I was saying, David...

DONNA:
Hey!

No, I mean it.

I'm already doing
half your radio show

so you can get through
your schoolwork

and graduate with us in June.

How can you possibly
do a record?

Donna, please, I'll handle it.
STEVE:
No, will you let me

handle this?

Look, that's
what managers are for--

to handle the details.

Steve, that's the reason

I fired you in the first place:

because you never took
care of the details.

Icon Records is my contact.
You can't cut me out of this.

I deserve
to be there.
Watch me.

David.

Okay, okay.

They're gonna eat you alive.

Okay, fine.

I have heard that Curtis
Bray is kind of a shark.

Well...

isn't it lucky for you
that Sanders Management Group

is the ultimate
in shark protection?

So, Andrea, you think
I should splurge

for the ten-disc automatic
changer in the trunk?

Oh, I don't know.
Looks pretty expensive to me.

But, then, everything's
expensive, isn't it?

Aw, what's the matter?

Are we feeling
particularly broke today?

Not broke, poor.

I don't know.

I was invited to this tea
in Los Angeles

for everyone who was accepted
to Yale's early admissions.

A tea. How civilized.

Yeah.

Well, it's in San Marino,

which is about as old as
money gets in Los Angeles.

I mean, everybody will
have traveled everywhere
and seen everything.

What am I supposed
to say to them?

"Hello" usually works for me.

Brandon, I'm serious.

Look, I'm just a nice
Jewish girl from Van Nuys.

I don't know.

Maybe I don't belong at Yale.

Of course you
belong at Yale.

You got accepted

because you're smart.

That's the only
thing that matters.
(exhales)

You aren't having second
thoughts, are you?

All I can say is,
be careful for what you wish.

Donna, I'm glad
you're still here.

Hi. What's the matter?

I just met Dylan's mom.
Can we sit over here?

I'm not in the mood
to deal with a crowd.

(sighs)
So, tell me,
how'd it go?

Is Iris as weird as Dylan
makes her out to be?

Weird? I don't know.
She was more, like...

judgmental
and a little bitchy.

So, Kel, what'll it be?

Oh, nothing.
I'm not very hungry.

Uh, maybe just some tea.

Sure. You feeling okay?

I was... till I
met Iris McKay.

Ah, the Eagle has landed.

And all she wanted
to talk about was her
good friend Brenda.

With you there?
Isn't that a little rude?

Yeah. It seems they
have a special bond.

She even brought
her a present.

Hey, don't look at me;
I can't

figure Iris out, either.
I'm not worried
about Iris--

she leaves in a couple of days--
but Bren's another story.

She still isn't
talking to me.

Kel, don't put me
in the middle of this one,

okay?
Sorry.

How's she doing?

Well, you know Bren.
She always lands on her feet.

(knocking)

Hey, Bren,

you okay?
Brandon, you don't have
to talk softly.

Lots of people
were asking about you

at the Peach Pit
tonight.
Which people?

Mm, Donna, David,
Andrea, Steve...

Kelly.

Tell Donna, David,
Andrea and Steve hi.

You know, Bren, this is
a little weird for everyone.

Like tonight, Kelly told me
Iris was asking about you.

Do you want to know that,
or... do you not want to?

I mean, should I just
keep my mouth shut?

Iris is in town?

Yeah. She came to talk to Dad
about Dylan's trust fund.

Didn't he tell you?
(wry laugh)

Dad must think I'm
really losing it.

Aren't you?

Thanks.

(laughs)

Bren, if you want me
to butt out, just say so,

but, uh...

Brandon, can I tell
you something awful?

But you've got to swear
not to tell anybody.

I know making Dylan
choose between me and Kelly

seemed like
a bizarre thing to do.

I never thought
it was a contest.

I never thought
that I would lose.

Bren, are you okay?

I would be better if everybody
stopped asking me if I was okay.

All right.

Now, you're sure you're okay?

Good night, Bren.

Good night, Mom.

But I thought you were
saving up for skis.

Dad, the ski season started
months ago without me.

I'm thinking more
consumer electronics now.

Oh, what are
you getting?

I'm gonna get a CD
system for the 'Stang.

Can you afford that?
Yeah. They're
not that much.

You can get everything
you need for about 450 bucks.

I didn't know
you were that prosperous.

Well, I've been working
a long time, Dad.

I guess it's finally starting
to add up.

Well, your father's
just jealous

because he's been working
a long time, too,

but he doesn't have
a CD player in his car.

Hi, Brennie.

Morning, Bren.
Bren-Bren.

You know, yesterday,
you guys were asking me

how I was every two seconds.

Now, today,
you're ignoring me.

I really don't know
which is worse.

Honey, we're trying.

How about trying normal?

Just plain old normal.

Like "What do you want
for breakfast?"

"What are you doing today?"

And, Dad,

I know about your meeting
with Iris McKay.

You don't have to walk
on eggshells around me.

I'm sorry.

I just was trying
to keep you out of this.

I know my involvement

with Dylan's trust
makes things hard on you.

Last week, you made a big point
of telling me

how your business
is confidential, right?

Right.
So keep it that way,
and we'll all be happy.

I'm glad you decided
to fly in this weekend, Iris.

It gives Jack a very clear
message who's in control here.

My ex-husband
is a very shrewd man.

Don't ever underestimate him,
Jim.

Believe me, I don't.

That's why we're going
to draft a letter

restating your position,
and that will be that.

I've never been very good
at standing up to him.

While he was behind bars,

I thought we'd all be safe
for a while,

but leave it to Jack
to find a way to get out early.

His release caught
a lot of people off guard.

Can't Dylan see
he's just being conned?

Dylan says
that Jack's a new man.

The only thing new about Jack

is that he's never preyed
on his own son before.

He's a salesman, Jim.

He tells people what
they want to hear,

and they buy into it.

And what Dylan wants to hear
is that he has a father.

All you have to do
is say no, Iris.

He can't touch Dylan's money
without your approval.

JACK:
When you were little,
you liked to stand around

and watch me shave.
You remember that?

Yeah. I also remember
cutting myself

a couple times
on that razor.

You know, Dylan, you're going
to hear things from your mom.

I already have.

Well, the truth is,
if she's talking about the past,

most of it is probably true.

She's convinced you're going
to try to rip me off.

Do you think
I'm going to rip you off?

I don't know.

Then why are you
going along with this?

Because I want to believe you.

I mean, you made the money
in the first place.

You gave it to Iris;
she gave it to me.

I just... I want
to give something back.

Thanks, kid.

You know, I'm glad
that money's yours.

Hell, if it were
still in my name,

you and I both know
it'd be gone.

You know, maybe, this way,
we can both have a future.

And so can your mom.

You mean that?

When I gave Iris that money,

I didn't give a damn
what she did with it.

I just wanted her
out of my sight line.

She could have gone on
a hell of a shopping spree,

but she didn't.

She saved that money
for her only child.

Quite a woman, your mother.

Yeah.

In fact, we'd probably
still be together

if she weren't such a kook.

Yeah.

You know, Dylan, you don't read
the financial papers, but I do.

This recession has got
everybody on the run,

which is the exact time
to move forward.

These bargains are not going
to be around forever.

Sounds good to me.

I don't think
Iris is interested.

God! There's got to be something
more in her life that she wants

than just sitting around
a tree house and meditating.

I don't know.

Why don't you spend
some time with her?

In fact, why don't
you drive her up

to that little town
she's so crazy about?

Oh, Jack, come on. I hate Ojai.

Come on, Dylan. We got to make
it easy for Iris to say yes.

Look, she wouldn't have come
to California

if a part of her didn't want
to open up that trust.

Now, come on, you know?

Just hang out
with her a little bit,

find out what drummer
she's marching to,

and I'll just take care of it
from there.

Trust me.

I didn't hear you
come in last night.

Yeah. Stayed out
pretty late. Sorry.

With Jack? Or with Kelly?

First one, then the other.

Here's to honesty.

You know, Iris,
if we sit around here all day,

we're just going
to get on each other's nerves.

You know that.

So why don't we just, uh...
get in the car,

take a drive up to Ojai?

You like Ojai?

No. But I like the drive.

(laughs)

Okay.

Let me just get my bag.

Whatever doesn't kill me
makes me stronger.

You know, last time I was here,

you were getting in fights
in pool halls.

Now you're suggesting
mellow days in the country.

What happened?

Well, if that's
too tame for you,

we could always go down
to Sunset Boulevard,

you know, insult
a couple bikers.

You seem happy, Dylan.
Centered.

Well, a lot of things

have fallen
into place for me.

Kelly?

Yeah, she's part of it.

And the Feds deciding
that I don't have to spend
the next ten years

wondering what it would
be like to have a father.

I'd like the three
of us to sit down.

You and me and Jack.

We'll see.

Come on, Mom.

What did you come
all this way for?

You know you got
to see him sometime.

Let's just, uh...
we'll have dinner,

and you two can get to know
each other all over again.

I know all I want to know
about your father.

Talk to him. It would
mean a lot to me.

You're as bad as he is.
You know that?

Good. So we'll spend
the day in Ojai,

and tonight we'll have
dinner with Jack, okay?

Okay.

Wow! Look at all these awards.

These aren't
swimming trophies, Donna.

May I help you?

Paulette.
I'm Steve Sanders.

Then you must be David.

You have a very
persistent manager.

Thank you. This won't
take long, will it?

I'll let Mr. Bray know
that you're here.

Thank you.

I don't understand why
this couldn't wait till Monday.

David, the music business
is a Sundays, holidays,

3:00 in the morning
kind of deal.

You better get used to it.

Oh, my God! Do you know
who records for these guys?

The Pain Killers.

Who are they?

It's trance-dance-
synth-pop.

Their debut album
went gold in two days.

That's going to be you
next year, big guy.

I can see the headlines
and billboard right now:
"Silver Goes Gold."

Steve, keep it
down, okay?

I don't want to blow this
before we even get in the door.

Mr. Bray said
that he'll see you....

as soon as he can.

Excuse me.

You look so familiar.

Now, how do I know you?

Um... I don't know.

Maybe the, uh...
academic decathlon

or the, uh... interdistrict
leadership conference?

Tahoe. Isn't it?
Zuckerman?

Of course.

You ski at Alpine Meadows.

Your family has that big place
out by the North Shore?

By the Holloways?

The only place my family has
is in Van Nuys.

That is so funny.

A place in Van Nuys.

Tedro, you've got to hear this.

Andrea?

Remember me?

Jordan Bonner from Shaw?

Sure, I do! How are you?

Good. How are you?

I can't believe
you're going to Yale.

Don't be so shocked.

I'm not shocked.
Are you kidding?

I'm relieved.
Finally, a familiar face.

So what made you pick Yale?

They picked me.

I think they're looking
for another Clarence Thomas.

Boy, will they be surprised.

Can you tell me something?

Is it me,
or are these people...?

Yes.

Thank you. I'm so glad
you said that.

I was starting to
feel like it was me.

I know one thing for sure.

I am definitely the only
one here on scholarship.

You think so, huh?

Uh-huh.

No?

(toilet flushing)

Ah! (chuckles)

You are a vision, you two.
A vision.

Earring! David!

Oh, thank God you have
that unique look.

All my acts have
that unique look.

And, Steven,
well, you know.

Sit down.
Sit down, please.

Thank you.

Gentlemen, I think
we can skip the gavotte.

I cheated. I admit it.
So sue me.

I ran your tape
past Serge Mankon.

Uh... the producer?

Is Serge Mankon a producer?

Well, for a while there,
he wasn't.

He thinks you're

his comeback.

Wait a second.

You mean Serge wants
to produce my record?

Didn't I just say that?

I mean, frankly, he needs us
more than we need him.

Now, that's a relationship.

Doesn't this guy
have a drug problem?

In this business, who hasn't?

I mean, I haven't.

You haven't.

Please tell me you haven't.

No, I haven't.

Good. No drugs.

No songs about drugs.

No songs about killing cops.

Ideally, no songs
about killing anyone.

Well, certainly
there's a lot of considerations.

(phone rings)

Ah! I have to get this.

Uh-huh? Ah! All right.

Sorry. I have to grab this.

Sorry? Hey, what
am I apologizing for?

I'm going
to make you a star.

Paulette says that
your friend Donna

is a big Pain Killers fan?

Yeah. So am I.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

And, Steve, do me
a favor, won't you?

Take Donna down the hall,
load up on CDs on me.

Did I say "on me"?

See? Already,
you have me wrapped
around your little finger.

It's beautiful,
isn't it?

Paulette, show
Mr. Sanders the CDs. Yes.

Thank you.

David, lose the yutz.

What do you mean?

What do you mean,
what do I mean?

Lose the yutz.

Oh, you mean Steve?

You got other yutzes?

Look, David, I like dealing
with young entertainers.

But a high school
Danny Rose?

No, no, this
I don't need.

Well, I don't think...

Don't think. Do.

Get rid of Sanders or no deal.

Well...

I'm glad we had
this little... chat, huh?

(chuckling)

I mean, what are we

if not honest
with each other, huh?

(chuckling)

Thank you.

Thanks.

Yes.

Oh! I hope we're
not signing up

for four years of
cucumber sandwiches

with the crust cut off.

Don't worry. I
hear New Haven

has the best pizza
in the world.

I'll be serving it up.

You're gonna
get a job?

Are you kidding?

A job, a loan,
whatever it takes.

They gave me a
partial scholarship,

but the other half
costs a fortune.

My parents tell me
not to worry about it,

but I can't help
feel guilty.

What are you gonna do?

I'm getting a full ride.

No.

I couldn't have swung it
any other way.

You are so lucky,
I can't believe it.

Now you're making
me feel guilty.

I'm sorry.

Till New Haven, Zuckerman.

I know her from Tahoe.

She's very droll.

I thought you didn't
know anybody here.

I don't, but who am I
to blow against the wind?

(knocking)

Brenda, you have
a visitor.

Who?

It's Kelly, honey.

She wants to see you.

I think you should
talk to her.

All right, Mom.
I guess you're right.

I mean, I have to get it
over with eventually.

I don't know quite
how this all happened.

I thought if anybody knew,
it would be you.

Bren, things just flew
out of control, you know?

I think back now
and there's so much

I'd like to do
differently.

Yeah, like everything.

Only everything
that has to do with Dylan.

Well, that's everything.

We were friends before Dylan,

and if we're not
friends after Dylan,

it's just not worth it to me.

Do you mean that?

Yeah.

You don't know
how much it hurts me

to see you suffering like this.

Kelly, what's in your hair?

What?

There's something

in your hair.

It's right here.

I'll help you
out with it.

Brenda, what are you doing?

Why? Do you actually think
I'd hurt my best friend?

Oh, my gosh!

Mrs. Walsh! Help me!

Help yourself, Kelly.

You did with Dylan.

(music playing on boom box)

So, Jack? How does it feel
to be out and about again?

I get down on my knees

and thank God for giving me
a second chance.

Sure you do.

Oh, I swear, Iris.

Over there by the window

you'll find two dents in the
carpet to match these knees.

You still doing

gin and tonic?
No,

I gave that up
a long time ago.

Just a mineral
water, please.

Okay.

So, how was Ojai?

Walk on any hot coals?

Bend any metal
with your mind?

Funny.

Um... we visited a school.

A school, huh?

What kind of school?

Just a small,
alternative school.

It's a place where spirituality

is as much a part
of the curriculum

as academics.

Well, I went to one like that,
only mine had nuns

that whopped you
on the hand with a ruler

if you got
out of line.

Iris is thinking about starting
a similar school in Hawaii.

Really?

A school? Well, that

sounds ambitious.

It's only a pipe dream.

I don't have that kind of money.

Dylan does.

Yeah. Mom, just say the word.

It's all yours.

You're in on this, too?

What? Did I say something wrong?

You've done
a real good job, Jack.

You've trained
your son very well.

To think that I was actually
naive enough

to think that Dylan wanted
to spend the day with me.

Get my coat, please,
Dylan. We're leaving.

Wait a minute. Time-out.

You bought me
off once, Jack.

I am not falling
for it again.

That's not what's
going on here.

Oh, no? Let me tell
you something.

I didn't sacrifice
to save that money
for you just so he

could get his
hands on it.

Iris. I agree. It was wrong

to keep you away
from your son all those years,

but don't try to control him now

just to get
even with me.

Don't talk to me
about control.

Oh, come on, Iris.

Why can't we just
start all over again

for Dylan's sake?

Oh, please.

That's a joke.

Mom.
Dylan,

I am leaving.
You can do what you want.

Dylan always does what he wants.

Haven't you figured
that out by now?

I can't tell him what to do
any more than you can.

No. You're just his father,

the only father in America
who's in it for the money.

Shouldn't you be getting ready

for school, honey?
I am ready for school.

Okay.

Can I give you a ride?

Thanks.
I'll be down in a minute.

Hang in there, Champ.

Dad!

I can't do it.

I am trying so hard
to be mature

and not hate them, and
it's like I'm drowning,

and I can't breathe,
and I don't know what to do.

Brenda.

Daddy, help me, please.

(sobbing)

It just goes over and over
again in my head

and I can't make it stop.

Oh, sweetheart.

He dumped me, Dad.

For my best friend.

Why? What did I do
to deserve this?

Isn't it time you were
leaving for school?

Iris, I've been
very capable

of getting myself to
school for some time now,

so I'd appreciate it greatly

if you'd just drop the
parental guidance act.

You don't seem
to have a problem

with your father's parental
guidance act, though.

No, I don't.

You know, for the life of me,

I can't figure out
why you believe him.

Because I've spent more time
with him since

he's been behind bars
than I ever did

growing up,
and you know what, Iris?

I like him.

That is absolutely frightening.

All my life people turned
their backs on me.

I know what it feels like.

I won't do it to him.

You know,

the two of you
deserve each other.

So, does that mean

you're gonna sign?

No, that means

you're going
to school.

(school bell ringing)

Well, Curtis Bray is
a definite madman,

but I've been
checking him out

and I think you
should go with him.

So do I.
Icon Records

is the place
for hip-hop,

which is why I've been
pushing you there

so hard in the
first place.

I think they may want
to make some changes.

Well, I'm sure they
know what they're doing.

No, Steve, I mean
major changes.

He was telling me
after you left.

David, your work is terrific
just the way it is.

I'm here to protect you

and your music.

Steve...

David, you're the man.

You're the one
with the talent.

You're the one
with the voice,

and as far as I'm concerned,

you're the one that's
calling the shots.

Talk to you later.

Oh, thanks for
showing up on time.

I couldn't do it, Donna.
I couldn't tell him.

Tell who what?

Well, we met with Icon Records
and they want to sign me,

but I have to get rid
of Steve first.

And you're still
talking to them?

See, that's exactly
what I said.

What do you want to do
when you grow up?

I have no idea.

Well, I do. I know exactly
what I want to do,

and Curtis Bray
can get me there.

Come on, Donna.

He's broken seven major
hip hop groups in the past year.

Well, why don't you
find out how many

he's stabbed
in the back?

All I can say is

you better level with Steve
from the beginning

because the longer you wait
to tell the truth,

the worse it gets for everyone.

Hey, Andrea!

How was your Yale tea?

Interesting.

"Interesting?"
Mm-hmm.

Like how? What
were the kids like?

Well, I wouldn't
call them kids.

I'd call them junior
captains of industry

who spent the whole time
name-dropping and networking,

and there I was trying
to figure out how

how to hold a purse
and a teacup

at the same time.

There was a kid there

by the name of, um...

Ezra Stiles XVII or something.

They had a whole building
named after him.

Well, maybe they'll name
a building after you someday.

I doubt it.

Anyway, I did bump
into a friend of yours there.

Really?

Who's that?
Jordan Bonner.

Jordan Bonner's

going to Yale?
Mm-hmm.

And they're giving him
a free ride, the whole enchilada

right down to his
shaving cream.

Wow. Way to go, Jordan.

He seems like
a nice guy.

We had a great time.

I think that tea would have been
a total disaster without him.

Well, it appears
the feeling is mutual.

He just sent you a fax.

He did not.

Let me see that.

It says, "To my favorite Yalie.

"Boola boola.

Your friend,
Jordan Bonner."

(laughs)

"Boola boola."

Crazy guy.

So how was your day
with your mom?

Well, I thought
I'd have a chance

to get through to
her, but I didn't.

What now?

She goes back to Hawaii.

My father and I wait
till my 21st birthday

before we can take the
financial world by storm.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. See
you at lunch.

Okay.

Brenda.

Brenda!

Please don't shut
me out like this.

Kelly, you have Dylan now.

What more do you want?

(doorbell ringing)
CINDY:
I'll get it!

That's Iris McKay.

Turn off the
television, huh?

CINDY:
Come in. Come in.

Well, can I watch
the game in your room?

Brandon, this obsession
with basketball

is getting a little
out of hand.

Dad, I am not
obsessed. I'm not.

We need to talk.

Fine. After the game.

Oh, Iris,

it's just so good
to see you.

I wouldn't have come to town
without seeing you.

Hi, Iris.
Brandon.

It's great to see you.

Will you excuse me?

I think he has
homework to do.

Is Brenda here?

I was hoping
to see her, too.

Well, you know, she's
not feeling very well.

Oh... I'll just stick
my head in.

I brought her something.

Uh, go on up.

I'm sure
it'll be fine.

I'll be right down.

"Fine"?

Brenda'll be furious.

I don't think so.

Crystals provide a shield
from negative energy.

What are you supposed
to do with it?

Just hold it close.

Wear it around your neck
if you like.

Let it help
to make you stronger.

I'll try anything,
right about now.

Like everything else, Brenda,

even despair
eventually exhausts itself.

Well, it's exhausting me.

Your relationship with Dylan
isn't over.

This is just one moment

in a very long lifetime.

I'm not sure what Dylan told
you, but it is definitely over.

All that's left now

is headed right
for the trash.

Close your eyes.

What?

Close your eyes and get a mental
picture of the happiest time

you and Dylan had together.

Is this some kind of New Age
visualization thing?

Just do it.

Can you see it?

Is there something in that box
from that time?

Your relationship with Dylan

is far deeper than a box
full of memories.

You stood by him
when no one else did.

Great.

So he thanks me by falling
in love with my best friend.

A wise man once said,
"Salvation is attained

"by being so clearheaded
and inwardly strong,

you can meet
your opponent halfway."

I can't ever imagine being
that clearheaded or that strong.

You already are.

Well, I do feel a little better.

Good.

It must be the crystal.

Maybe.

Then again, maybe it's you.

So... David's gonna be
a big rock star, huh?

Who would have thought?

I did.

Yeah, you did, didn't you?

Nat, everybody admires
a final product,

but who appreciates
the grunt work

that went into making him
what he is today?

I can say
I knew him when.

Hey, David,

how 'bout an autographed 8x10

for the Peach Pit
"Galaxy of Stars?"

Sure, Nat.

Okay.

What's up, Steve?

What's going on, man?

Why the late-night meeting?

Although, I'm always
at your disposal.

What's the problem?

I've been trying
to tell you all day.

Bray wants to make
some changes, big changes.

Are you still worried
about that?

David, I told you
your music is the ticket.

Steve, it's not the music.

It's the personnel.

Hmm?

He said either you go
or no deal.

Well, at least we found out
sooner than later

that he's a sleazeball.

It's a little setback,

but it's okay;
we'll find somebody else.

Steve, I'm going
to tell him yes.

You're gonna tell him what?

I hooked you up with this guy.

I don't have any other choice.

Yes, you do.

What good is it gonna do either
one of us if I get nowhere?

When I was shelling out bribes
at the Beverly Hills Beach Club

just so you can get
your first gig,

that's when
you were nowhere.

Listen, Steve,
if this thing goes anywhere,

you know I'll come back for you.

Don't do me any favors.

Listen, man,
I'm sorry.

I just gotta do
what's right for me.

You know, I've done some pretty
pathetic things in my life,

but this,

this, at least now I know now

that I'm not the lowest
of the low.

You sure you don't
want me to stick around

and take you
to the airport?

No, you go to school.

I have to drop by
Jim Walsh's office first anyway

to sign some papers.

What?

You're getting what you want,
Dylan.

Why?

What made you change your mind?

I did one thing
that I'm proud of as a mother.

One great unselfish thing:

I set up that trust for you.

I know.

I mean, I don't always act
like it, but I know.

Sometimes it's wiser...

to meet your opponent halfway.

Hi, Kelly.

Hi.

Does this mean
you're talking to me again?

I guess so.

Well, I'm glad.

See ya.

Yeah.

I have to admit I'm...

well, I'm surprised
you've come to this decision,

but if you think
it's best.
It's for Dylan.

Well... it's your decision.

Jim, what am I trying
to hold on to?

Not my son.

If anything,
I'm driving him away.

And if all I'm holding onto
is my contempt for Jack, well,

maybe it's time
I gave that up, too.

I just want my son to be happy.

I know you do.

And if the worst does happen
with Dylan's trust, well,

I never believed that money
could buy happiness anyway.

What have you
got there?

Mementoes of my life
with Dylan.

You'd think it'd fit
into more than one box.

What are you gonna
do with it?

Well, I was going
to dump it in the trash,

but I changed my mind.

I'm gonna put it in
the garage instead.

Good for you.

But Mom, just
do me a favor.

If I ever get
the sudden urge

to go out there
and start mooning
over this stuff,

just burn it.

You got a deal.

(loud music playing in distance)

What on earth is that?

♪ Thinking her world
will change to better♪

♪ When she's gone ♪

Brandon!

Brandon!
Isn't that too loud?

Mom, it's all about
the sub-woofer.

You don't just hear it,
you feel it.

Come on. Get in.
Try it. It's killer.

Oh, I don't know.

How good is that?

Honey, just turn it down
a little bit.

I'm feeling it too much.

Fine.

Brandon, new skis?

New stereo?
Did a rich uncle

I don't know about, like,
croak or something?

Brenda!

Mom, this stuff
is very expensive.

What good is money if you can't
spend it on the people you love?

For my beautiful mother.

And for my beautiful
and sometimes skeptical sister.

Brandon, are you feeling
all right?

Never better.

(footsteps)

Well, Brenda seems

to be finally snapping
out of it.

She went to the movies
with Donna.

That's good.

And Brandon's driving
all over

keeping half the
neighborhood awake

(chuckling):
with his new car stereo.

Honey, what's the matter?

I still can't believe
Iris signed those papers.

Well, I'm sure
she had her reasons.

I know Brenda would hate
to hear me say this right now,

but with everything we've been
through with Dylan,

I kind of feel like
he's a son to me.

Yeah, I know.

I keep asking myself,

would I throw my own son
to the wolves like this?

The answer is no.

Well, what are you going to do?

For starters,

I'm going to tell the attorneys

to take their time
drawing up the papers.

But then what?
I mean, are you gonna sign?

I really don't know.

Well, congratulations, kid.

I got to hand it to you.

Iris came, Iris saw,
you conquered.

I'm not out
to conquer anybody, Jack,

least of all my own mother.

Oh, I know, I know,

but she signed,
didn't she?

Just like I knew
she would.

Cigar, anybody?

(clears throat)

I take it
that means no.

Well, this one is in celebration
of my new family:

you and me, son,

and at the risk
of sounding sentimental,

I just want to say

that I haven't been this happy
in a long time.

I'm glad.

So are you gonna stay here
tonight or what?

No, I figured
we'd just go back
to my place.

Suit yourself.
I'm gonna turn in.

Good night, Jack.
Thanks for dinner.

Anytime, Kelly, anytime.

Good night.

Hey, you didn't
even eat dinner.

I'm not very hungry.

All right,
but no dessert

till you eat
your vegetables.

Yeah?

(knocking)

DYLAN:
Jack, I think
I left my jacket in there.

Come on in.

Hang on for a second.

Oh, isn't it
right there?

Oh. (scoffs)

Yeah, sorry. Good night.

Good night, son.

Oh, hey, close the door,
will ya, buddy?

Yeah.

Listen, I lied through my teeth
to my kid to get that money.

Now you guys hold up your end of
the bargain or the deal is off.