All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S04E24 - Cuffs and Links (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

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(siren wailing)

(indistinct conversations)

(phone ringing)

(buzzing)

WOMAN:
Stay behind the red line.

(sighs)

Personal effects.

(buzzing)

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Uh, excuse me, sir.

Ma'am.

Sergeant.

Sergeant, uh, do you have
a Brenda Walsh down here?

Yeah, she's here.

The animal crusader?

Yeah, can we see her?

She's going
to be arraigned at 9:30.

Visiting hours don't begin
until 10:30.

Otherwise, post her bail.

How much?

Bail was preset
at $50,000.

What did she do?

Burglary, criminal trespass,
destruction of property.

She was arrested breaking
into a research laboratory

on the campus
at C.U.

So, uh, how do I get her
out of here?

You can put up the 50 grand
or go to a bondsman.

There's one across the street
that's open 24 hours.

(sighs)

Thank you.

So what do we do now?

Well, I didn't want it
to come to this,

but I think I'm gonna have
to tell her parents.

I don't
understand

why we just didn't do
that in the first place.

I promised her I wouldn't.

Well, I guess
you're going to have

to break your
promise, aren't you?

What's your problem, Kel?

Why is it that every time
Brenda's in trouble,

she calls you first?

Y-You're not her
guardian angel.

Do you even hear what's coming
out of your mouth, huh?

One of our friends
is down here in trouble

and you're giving me
a problem

'cause I came down
to get her out? Come on.

I guess I'm just not used

to having to bail my friends
out of jail

in the middle of the night.

So what's Steve's
dad like, anyway?

Well, I've only met him
a couple of times.

He's kind of like Steve,

only with a little more
killer instinct maybe.

Well, Steve hasn't quite
finished maturing yet.

(doorbell rings)

That's them.

(grunts)

Gentlemen, good morning.

Hey, Bran.
You remember my dad?

Absolutely.
How you doing, Mr. Sanders?

No, it's Rush.
And this is his father Jim.

Jim, good to see you.

This is terrific,
thanks for having us.

No problem, it should be
a great tournament.

Uh, my son tells me
you haven't played in a while.

Well, um,
actually,

I haven't swung a club
since we left Minnesota

about three
years ago.

That'd be four years, Dad.
But who's counting?

(chuckling):
I tell you what we do--
why don't we get you

out on the course,
get you warmed up?

We won't have any embarrassing
moments on the tee.

(laughs)

My dad used
to be the club champ,

so he doesn't let
anybody forget that.

Come on,
will you?

Okay, well, let's,
uh, let's go.

Got it?
Yeah.

Should we follow you
out there?

No, we'll take my car.

Of course we'll
take that car.

It's a brand new Bentley.

He's got to show it off.

I'm not showing it off, son,

I'm breaking it in.

And it's a turbo Bentley.

Very nice wheels,
Rush.

RUSH:
Do you want to drive, Brandon?

BRANDON:
I'd love to.

Hey, wait a second.

How come you never
let me drive?

Well,
I don't think

Brandon has gotten three
speeding tickets in 18 months.

Do you?

No, sir.
Drive.
Thank you.

JIM:
What's Dylan doing here?
It's 6:15.

Maybe he's delivering
hot bagels.

Hey, guys,
I'm glad you're up.

Dylan, what's the matter?
I need to talk to you

for a minute, Jim.

Excuse us.

Just take a minute.
RUSH:
No problem.

I think it's going to take
a little longer than that.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Arrested?!
That's impossible.

She's upstairs sleeping.

Jim, if she's sleeping
anywhere, which I doubt,

it's downtown at
the county jail.

What is going on?

Are you ready for this?

Brenda, your daughter,
was arrested last night.

Bail is set
at $50,000.

What?!
$50,000?!

What on earth
did she do?

Well, I don't know
all the details,

but apparently she
got caught breaking

into an animal research
lab on the campus.

Oh, my God.

Oh, what are we
going to do?

Well, find a good criminal
attorney for starters.

Yeah, do it quick.

She's being arraigned
at 9:30 this morning.

Oh, God.

(sighs)

What a mess.

This is worse than it
looked after the earthquake.

You know,
I saw Judy down the hall.

She said there are hundreds
of kittens everywhere.

Well, look
on the bright side.

Maybe they'll catch
the mice.

(chuckles)

Last count,
we had 157 in our lab.

Now they're all over
the building.

You know, they say they're
a defender of animal rights,

but I don't get it.

I mean, we were not
hurting these animals.

We were studying
their sleep patterns.

(animal whimpering)

Aw...

Sweetie, aw.

Aw...

Aw, he's shivering.

Hey, buddy.

Let me get you
something to eat.

Yeah.

What's going to happen
to these animals?

Well, unless you've got
a very big house

and an awful lot of kibble,

they're going to have to go
back where we found them.

Can't we give them away?

Knock yourself out, Andrea.

They're all up for adoption.

At least they caught
the people who did this.

I hope they lock up

every one of those
misanthropic lunatics

and throw away the key.

From your mouth...

(gavel banging)
Remand the defendant to custody

and the pretrial hearing
is set for...

two weeks
from today.

Next.

(bangs gavel)

Poor Brenda.

She must be terrified.

Don't worry, Mom,
she'll get through it.

Yeah, she can be
pretty tough sometimes.

I hope so.

Did you post
the bail?

Yeah.

What did the
attorney say?

Things don't look
so good.

The lab she broke into
was doing government research.

She could be charged
with a federal offense.

This is all your fault.

Oh, shut up, Jon.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Who else tipped
the cops?

We should have known.

Prancing in at the 11th hour,
begging us to go along.

I swear I didn't
tell anybody.

Yeah, well, you better pray
you didn't tell anybody.

Leave her alone.

She's a kid.

She's scared.

Aw... well, she better learn
to grow up real fast.

Walsh, Brenda.

On your feet.

RUSH:
Great, we're stuck
with two no-shows.

Dad, Brenda got arrested.

What'd you expect
them to do--

let her sit there
and rot in jail

so they could
make our foursome?

Well, if they bail her out
quick,

they can get over here
by tee time.

(sighing):
Dad.

MAN:
Rush, I'm glad I found you.

Hey, Bill,
what's up?

Well, it turns out your partners

aren't the only ones
who scratched--

some kind of stomach bug
going around the West Side--

so I'm gonna have
to reshuffle the decks.

I've got you going out with
your old nemesis Barry Larsen.

Aw, come on,
you got to be kidding.

Sorry, Rush, his tee time's
right behind yours,

so you're going out together.

Oh, for crying out loud.

Is that Barry Larsen
the baseball player?

RUSH:
No, the podiatrist.

Of course the
baseball player.

Guy's been a boil on my butt
at this club for years.

Why is that, Dad?

Did he beat you
or something?

You be on your game today.

The Larsens
are going down.

Beautiful day,
ain't it?

You got that right.

Nice day.

(laughing):
H-Hey, Rush,

here we go again.

Well, if it isn't
the Larsens.

How are you,
Barry?

Oh, I'm doing good,
I can't complain.

You remember my dad.

Ben, how you doing?

You know my son Steve?

How are you?

Good.
Are you as good

with a golf club as you are
with a baseball bat?

I do my best.

How come we haven't seen you
around here before, Steve?

Well, I just haven't been
playing much golf lately.

Well, you've missed
those opportunities

to watch me trounce
your old man here.

It's beginning to be
something of a tradition

at our yearly
tournaments.

Yeah, well, the tradition
is about to be broken

and so is that streak.

I wouldn't count on it unless
Steve has a hell of a swing.

I taught him.

In that case, we ain't got
nothing to worry about.

(both laughing)

Don't get on him, Dad.

Oh, don't tell me
those guys get to you?

Yes, they get to me.

This time, they're
going to lose,

I promise you.

(sighs)

Miss Walsh,
you are charged with

conspiracy to commit burglary,
conspiracy to commit theft,

breaking and entering
with intent

to destroy
federal property.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

Your Honor,

Miss Walsh has no
record, strong ties

to the community, and clearly
there's no risk of flight.

We request
that her bond be reduced.

Your Honor, even
though there may not be

risk of flight, we feel
that the nature of the crime

is severe enough that bond
be held at the preset amount.

(sighs)

Reduction request denied.

Bail has been set
and posted at $50,000.

The next court date
is three weeks from today.

Defendant is free to go
on bond.

(sighs)

Well, thank God,
that's over.

At least now she
can come home.

Yeah.

For the time being at least,
she's our problem.

Look what I found under my bed.

A posthumous present from Rocky.

Aw. I miss him.

(sighing):
Yeah, me too.

(sighs)

Who would have thought
that taking in a stray dog

would have started all this.

Somehow, I don't think this
is his fault.

You know, I just, I just keep
thinking that...

what if I had gone along
with Brenda last night.

Nah, you never would have done
anything like that.

Why? You don't think
I have the guts?

Donna,
it's not a matter of guts.

It's a matter of judgment.

Which you have...

and I'm not always sure
Brenda does.

When you ran off to Mexico
with Dylan,

I got that phone call
from the customs inspector

to retrieve you at the border.

I thought that was pretty bad.

Then you packed up
and moved back to Minnesota,

where you attended college
for a grand total of four days.

Then you pulled
that ridiculous stunt--

you eloped to Las Vegas
with Stuart,

and I thought,
"This is it,

this is the lamest thing
she'll ever do."

But you know what?

I was wrong.

Dad, I can explain.

I'd love to hear it.

I was fighting for something
that I believed in.

Animals are dying in
laboratories across the country.

CINDY:
Honey,

that may very well be,

but there are other ways
of expressing your opinion

than breaking and entering

with the intent to destroy
federal property.

You know, you guys were involved
in anti-war demonstrations.

And Brandon led a walkout
on the school board,

nobody said
anything to him.

Honey, it was an entirely
different matter.

Why?
Because you agreed with him?

Or because he wasn't arrested?

No.

The fact that you were arrested
is not the issue here.

What matters is what
you were arrested for.

What Brandon did,

what your mother and I did,
years ago...

was nonviolent protest.

But destroying
a university laboratory?

Somebody had to stand up, Dad.

Animals are being

tortured and mutilated
for no reason at all.

I thought that I could make
a difference.

I don't know what else to say.

Brenda,

you're 19 years old.

It's time you started
to get a firmer grasp

on the consequences
of your actions.

Do you understand
that you now have

an arrest record for
the rest of your life?

Do you have any idea
of what you're about to face?

Or what this family is
about to go through?

I know.

And I'm sorry.

Look, Dad, I'm exhausted,

and I need a bath.

All I can smell is
the inside of that jail, okay?

(sighing):
All right.

Go up to your room.

We'll talk later.

What are
we gonna do with her?

Look, maybe a night in jail
was enough punishment.

It must have been awful for her.

Maybe it was.

But this may turn out to be
a lot more than a night in jail.

This is going to trial.

It's gonna cost us a fortune.

And worse...

she could be found guilty.

So how's the food
in prison these days?

It isn't funny, Brandon.

I know.

I'm not even gonna ask you
how you got into all this.

Thanks.

You must have really believed
in what you were doing.

Yeah, I did.

I don't want to go to jail.

I know.

What am I going to do?

(doorbell rings)

Oh, my God, Andrea.

What's Andrea got
to do with all this?

It was her lab.

(door opens)

I've got to talk her.

I don't want her to hear
about this from anyone but me.

CINDY:
Brandon, there's someone
here to see you.

I'll be right down, Mom.

Listen, Dad got
you a great lawyer.

It's gonna be okay.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Nice to meet
you, Josh.

You, too,
Mrs. Walsh.

What's this, Richland?

A little social call?

Heard your sister got
arrested last night.

Brenda's upstairs
if you'd like to talk to her.

I could have her come down,

that way she could
slam the door in your face.

Actually, I'm just wrapping up
my piece about you.

Well, in case
you hadn't noticed,

this isn't exactly a good time.

Look, I put the story
to bed tonight.

I just had a couple more
questions, okay?

How long have you and Lucinda
Nicholson been having an affair?

You're still chewing
on that old shoe, Richland?

I call it tenacity.

I call it libel.

Is that a denial?

You really want to go to war
with me?
Oh, please.

As far as the Condor's
concerned, you're fair game.

Besides, I know it's the truth.

Then what do you need me for?

Well, technically,
nothing.

But there's still
a few loose ends, like...

Like having Kelly Taylor pretend

she was your girlfriend

at all of those
task force dinners.

What was that
all about?

You know what, Josh?

I finally understand this.

You're not a reporter
digging for a story.

This is personal, isn't it?

Everything's personal, Walsh.

Everything that matters.

Is this blackmail?

Okay, you're a pretty smart guy.

Let's see how smart.

Here's the deal.

You back me for student body
president next year,

I won't move the story.

No deal, Richland.

You want to run this crap,
you go right ahead.

But just know something...

I'll get you.

I'm quaking.

CINDY:
Josh, can I get
you something?

A cup of coffee?
No, Mom.

Josh was just leaving.

Thanks anyway.
I was just leaving.

Hey, son,

why don't you, uh, rotate
your right hand a little bit.

And look at your feet.

I mean, where are you
aiming the ball?

The greens are straight
out that way.

Maybe you want to hit
it for him, Rush.

You know, Dad, that's why
I gave up this game of golf.

Because you don't let up on me.

Sorry, son.
Do it your way.

Now, that's what I call
fine tournament play.

You know, if you would just
stop and let me concentrate,

maybe I'd have a chance
at a decent shot.

Could you guys work out your
family problems some other time?

We've got
a tournament to win.

RUSH:
Yeah, don't count
on it, Barry.

Don't count on it.

Look and learn.

Just hit it.

Wow!

Damn.

BEN:
That was
a hell of drive.

BARRY:
Yeah.

You got some kind
of secret weapon?

Yeah,
something like that.

I haven't seen you hit
a shot like that in years.

Sonny boy, you haven't
seen anything yet.

BEN:
Good hit, son.

Good hit.
Nice shot.

LUCINDA:
Brandon, what
brings you here?

I thought you
were avoiding me.

What'd you tell
Richland about us?

Nothing. What are
you talking about?

Well, he came by
my house today

claiming to know
everything about it.

Richland doesn't know a thing.
He was on a fishing expedition.

Oh, I don't think so.
I think he knows.

Dylan and Kelly
didn't tell him,

and my sister
certainly didn't,

so that just leaves you.

Now, why would I do
something like that?

Oh, I don't know, you got your
grant to do your little movie.

You're leaving C.U.,

it doesn't matter to you
anymore.

I'm not out to hurt you,
Brandon.

I wish I could believe you,
Lucinda, but I don't.

That's your problem.

I do have feelings
for you, Brandon,

even if you can't
understand that.

I can't even begin
to understand that.

(sighs)

You know, this is
where it all began.

It's too bad
we can't start over.

You could spot me,
I could spot you.

Go for coffee.

Who knows where it might lead.

It wouldn't lead anywhere.

Okay, well, then,
I guess this is good-bye.

Yes, it is.

Hey, Brandon.

How about one last kiss
for old time's sake, huh?

Who'd you sleep with
to get your grant?

Have a nice life, Brandon.

Yeah, you, too.

(knocking)

Hi.

Hi. Can we come in?

Sure.

So, did you, uh, hear
what your friends did

at the lab last night?

Yeah, that's why we're here.

Look, if you guys came
to rehash old arguments,

I'm far too exhausted for that.

I've been cleaning up
the lab all morning.

I didn't come here to argue
with you, Andrea.

I came here to apologize.

Brenda, you're not responsible
for what a few extremists did.

Yes, I am.

I was one of those extremists.

You were what?

Look, Andrea, I was there.

I got arrested last night.

Brenda, how could you do
something like that?

Andrea, you don't
understand.

You can't know how horrible
it was to watch Rocky die,

and to know that it happened
because of things

that went on in that building.

It's the same building
that your laboratory's in.

Andrea, I didn't do
it out of meanness.

I did it because I thought
that I could save

some of those animals' lives.

And I'm sorry
if it hurt you.

Sorry?

It has nothing to do with me.

Do you realize

how many years of research
has been destroyed?

How many babies' lives

could have been saved
if we had known

how, suddenly,
an infant dies in its crib?

Andrea, I know this may be
the end of our friendship,

but you have got
to believe me.

I didn't know it was your
lab until it was too late.

I mean, we were going
down the hall...

Brenda...
I was supposed
to stand lookout.
Brenda...

And when they went to Lab 33,

I tried to stop them
but I couldn't.

Listen, Brenda...

Jesse, look, I can handle
this myself, okay?

No. No, you can't.

The last thing you and I need
is to be pulled into this,

but if we talk to Brenda,
we might be.

I don't understand.
Look,

I don't want to know
what happened.

I don't want Andrea to know
what happened either

because it makes us
accessories after the fact.

That's ridiculous.
Do you want me to go

in the next room and get the
book on criminal procedure?

Look, Donna, I can't tell you
what to do with your life,

but I don't think you want
to be subpoenaed, either.

Are you serious?

Yes, yes, I'm very serious.

You know, Jesse got me
pretty scared.

I mean, he acted like
I was a real criminal.

Oh, he's just
being paranoid.

You know how lawyers get.

Well, do you want me
to come in with you?

Does that mean you're
still talking to me?

Of course I'm still talking
to you, just not about this.

Thanks, you're
a good friend, Donna.

But, no, you better not.

It's pretty hairy
at Casa Walsh these days.

Well, I can take it,
if you need the company.

No, it's okay.

In fact, I probably need
to be alone.

I'm going to take a walk,

clear my head,
think about all this.

I'll call you later.

Thanks.

(engine starting)

JIM:
How long before this would
actually go to trial?

I understand.

Yeah, we'll be there.

Thanks for all your help.

Bye.

Was that the lawyer?

The very
expensive lawyer...

who made sure
he let me know

that there was
no guarantees.

What's going
to happen to her, Dad?

Well, if Brenda's very lucky,
she won't go to jail.

I don't know how in the world
I managed to raise

two kids who are so different.

Maybe we're not so different.

Believe me, you're different.

I look at you and...

I'm so proud
of what you've accomplished.

You're bright, talented.

Now that you're on
the task force,

people are really starting
to take notice.

You're gonna be quite a force
to be reckoned with, Brandon.

Listen, Dad, I appreciate
the confidence you have in me,

and everything and I know this
is probably the last thing

you need on your
plate right now...

What's wrong?

There's a guy at school,

a junior, he writes for
the newspaper, and, uh,

he's been doing a little
digging about me.

What skeletons could he
possibly find in your closet?

The female kind.

What's wrong with that?

You're 19, you're single.

And she's 26 and married.

I see.

Actually, if you want to
get technical about it,

she got divorced...

but that's still
not the worst part.

Okay, go ahead.

Hit me with it,
nothing could shock me now.

She's on the faculty.

I'm shocked.

Is this still going on?

No.

And she's leaving the school,

but it still could get
pretty ugly.

I just wanted you to
hear it from me first

before the story comes out
in the Condor tomorrow

and my political career
comes to a grinding halt.

Well, I've got to hand it
to you, Brandon.

I didn't think anything
could possibly

take my mind off Brenda
this afternoon, but...

you did it.

All right, all right,
Barry, it's almost over.

Everything but the
cheers of the crowd.

Ol' Rush Sanders
is back on top.

BARRY:
You only have
a one stroke lead, Rush.

RUSH:
Watch poetry in motion.

All right, here we go.

BARRY:
Is there a problem?

I think I got a cut
from my five iron.

I got a ball.

No, I got another
one in my bag.

What's the difference, Dad,
we're both hitting Titleists.

I've got one in my bag,
it's okay.

Here we go.

What kind of stunt are
you trying to pull?

What are you talking about?

Well, you're too smart to do
something they could spot,

so it must be something
really good.

Now, what is it?

Keep your voice down.

Okay. Okay.

Keep yourself in tow.

I got a little contraption
in the mail that's all.

It's-it's no big deal.

You plug it in overnight, you
put your golf balls in it,

it juices up the insides
a little bit, that's all.

That's how you've been
getting the distance

out of your drives?
It's no big deal.

What do you mean it's no
big deal? It's cheating.

Will you...

keep your voice down.

Who are you to tell
me about cheating?

Maybe if you played
a little better,

I wouldn't have to do it.

So, this is my fault, huh?

(sighs)

How about we debate
morality till later?

We got a tournament to win.

Let's have fun.

You want to have fun?

Okay.

All right, we'll have some fun.

I am exhausted.

You have only one person
to thank for that.

Don't start.

Okay. I won't.

Is that better?

I don't know, try again.

Mm-hmm.

Much better.

Suddenly you don't seem
so sleepy.

(giggles)

(knocking on door)

Go away.

(knocking continues)

Who is it?

BRENDA:
Brenda.

(sighs)

Perfect.

You know what, seriously,

Donna says that we shouldn't
even be talking to her.

Why not?

Jesse says that if Brenda
tells us anything

about what happened last night,
we could be subpoenaed.

Typical lawyer talk, okay,
that's ridiculous.

Hi. I'm sorry to barge in.

No, come on.

I just wanted to
say thank you,

to both of you.

Well, we didn't really
do that much, Bren.

I'm just, uh, sorry we had
to tell your parents.

No. I was just
being stupid.

I don't know how I thought

that I could keep
that a secret.

Are you okay?

Yeah, a little scared.

One night in jail
is definitely enough

to make me realize I
don't want to go back.
Yeah.

Maybe you should have thought
of that before.

Kel...
What?

I'm sorry, I don't know
what you expect from me.

What about friendship?

What about friendship?

How far is that supposed
to take us?

What, do you just
expect us all to jump

in the jail cell with you,
keep you company?

What is your problem?

You want to know
what my problem is?

I am sick and tired
of stepping aside

every time Brenda comes running
to you with another crisis.

Every time you
call, he runs.

Whether it's
Palm Springs

in the middle of
the night, or jail.

Wherever it is, he runs.

He's not your boyfriend anymore.

And obviously
you're not my friend anymore.

Thanks again, Dylan. Bye.

(door closes)

What?

You got lousy timing.

(light applause)

Good putt, Barry,
good putt.

But I don't think it's
gonna be good enough.

This one's going in,
left to right.

Want to make a side bet?

Yes! Yes.
Looks like

you're finally gonna put the
Larsens away this year, Rush.

That's the object
of it, Tom.

Don't panic,
it's an easy putt.

RUSH:
Come on, Barry, stop
trying to psyche him out.

This is an easy one,
it's a gimme.

You guys excuse us
for a minute?

Excuse me.

What the hell was
that all about, huh?

I missed the ball.
You missed...

You missed on purpose.

I told you, I wasn't gonna
play by your rules.

You want to throw
away the damn game?

Why did you do it?

It's a lousy club tournament.

The trophy isn't even
sterling silver.

Oh, my God.

Is that what you think
it is, a damn trophy?

You always want
to be a loser, son?

You were a loser
when you were a kid.

You want to be one
when you grow up?

Nope, you can't get me
like that anymore, Dad.

I just don't buy it.

I'm not a loser.

Ah, you're a horse's ass.

Dad?

That putt is a cinch.

The way I figure it,
I got a choice.

Well, actually,
you've got a choice.

You throw away the superballs,

play out the rest of the game
fair and square,

I'll sink that putt
and put us in sudden death,

or... I'll screw it up.

I'll throw it away.

We'll lose, Dad.

Sink the putt.

(humming)

(light applause)

Sudden death.

Where have you been?

I walked over to Dylan's.

Why, what's wrong?

Your attorney called.

The FBI wants to see you.

Now what?

I mean,
what do they want with me?

I don't know, but I suggest
we don't keep them waiting.

You know, you've been
playing some pretty good golf

without your hot,
little helpers, Dad.

Will you get off my back?

Oh, come on.

It's not that bad
playing golf

by the rules is it?

Tell me something,
when did you get

so squeaky clean, hmm?

Since I discovered
what a louse you were.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I never did anything
like this before.

Oh, please!
You've got to be kidding me.

You telling me
you got where you are

by reciting
the Boy Scout code to people?

I'm trying to tell you
that, in business,

people go for your throat,
they put the screws to you.

It's dog eat dog.
You want to stay on top, you do

what you
have to do.

The golf course is
something different.

The golf course, to me,
is my field of honor.

I never did anything
like this before.

Then why'd you do it this time?

'Cause I'm 54 years old.

And I was club champ
four years straight.

I wanted to feel one more time,

what it was like
to be back on top.

One lousy time.

Okay.

I guess I can win
this tournament for you.

Since you've been
such a good little boy.

You got any last minute advice?

No.

Go ahead and do it.

You're a better golfer now
than I ever was.

I'll even tend the flag for you.

Come on,
you can do it.

Pay attention.

Good luck.

Okay, sonny boy,
give it a go.

(applause)

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it!
What a putt!

Did you see that Larsen?
That's my boy!

That's my boy!

Congratulations, Rush.

You finally beat me.
Good job.

Yeah, well, all due
to my secret weapon over here.

And if he'd allow me,

I would like
to buy him a beer.

Okay.

See you guys.

I can't believe it.

Tom, we've been waiting here
for 20 minutes.

I don't know anything more
than I told you on the phone.

Brenda, let me do most
of the talking here.

But anything they ask,

answer them honestly
and directly.

I will...

I feel a "but" coming on.

It's just that I know

I got caught up
with a bunch of extremists.

And I know
what we did was wrong.

But I won't apologize
for standing up

for the ethical treatment
of animals.
Brenda.

I don't think
the FBI is looking

for an apology, Brenda.

JON:
Tell them we'll meet
in your office at 4:00.

Hello, Brenda.

Jon, what are you doing here?

I work here.

Federal agent.

Mr. and Mrs. Walsh, hello.

So you were in

on it the whole time?

JON:
Uh, yeah.

I've been working
undercover

at the university
for a while.

I infiltrated this group
almost six months ago.

We've been working
a long time to build

the kind of case
that we think we now have.

I'm assuming we're here
because you'd like

my client's cooperation
in this matter.

That's right, Counselor.

Look...

we're not after you, Brenda.

You got mixed up in all of this

at the last minute;
I know that.

And I know
that you tried

to stop
what went down.

Now the way I see this,

you are either going to do
hard time or no time.

This is your choice.

Okay, here's the deal.

We will drop charges
against Brenda

if she's willing to cooperate.

I am.

ATTORNEY:
Brenda, wait.

I'm only letting
my client testify

if you grant her immunity
and protection.

Well, fortunately,
she'll probably never

even have to take
the witness stand.

Look, all we want
from Brenda is

an affidavit that
will corroborate

any pertinent testimony.

That'll be submitted
to the grand jury

as sealed evidence,
and hopefully,

you will never have
to hear about this again.

And this will all be over?

Well, if everything goes
according to Hoyle, yes.

For you, this will
all be over.

That's a relief.

(dog whimpering)

Donna, you home?

DONNA:
Yeah.

Hi guys. What's up?
Hey.

Oh, we have a little
surprise for you.

What?
It's in the box.

What's going on here?

ANDREA:
Well, we, uh...

we brought something
home to you

that we hope would
cheer you up.

We know how much
you loved Rocky.

You didn't.

(whimpering)

(Donna gasps)

It's a puppy.

Oh, hi.

Oh, he's so cute.

Oh, you're
adorable.

Thank you guys so much.

Oh, hi.

Where'd you get him from?
Well, I got him

from the lab.
He was one of the lucky ones.

Is he all right?

I mean... they didn't do
anything to him, did they?

Absolutely not.
I checked it out.

He's in perfect health.

Oh... oh, I love you.

Well, what'll we call him?

Well, we already
thought of that.

What else but Rocky Two?

Hi, Rocky Two.

Hi, that's your name.

Hi.

RICHLAND:
Hey!

Well?

What do you think?

Did one of the advisors
blue-pencil your copy?

That's gratitude.

What's the matter?
Didn't I praise you enough?

It was a great piece.
I appreciate it.

But I thought you were
going to try to bury me, man.

What happened?

Well, I did some thinking.

And you know
what I came up with?

What?

I figured out that
we're the same, you and I.

We're, uh...

you know, in a snake pit
and we're all snakes.

And since when do
snakes have scruples?

I don't know.

I wouldn't call them "scruples."

I just figured
if you had the integrity

to stand up to me,

you must be a pretty honest guy.

I couldn't trash that.

Kind of circular logic,
isn't it, Richland?

It's politics, buddy.

It's politics.

So maybe the Poli-Sci Department

should offer a course
in scandal control.

Well, yeah.

You and I would be
the first two to show up.

Oh, you got a few skeletons

in that old closet of yours
I don't know about, Josh?

Who doesn't?

You know,
you play your cards right,

I just may back that
campaign of yours after all.

Okay, good.

Let me know.

I will.

I did what I had to do,
all right?

It had nothing to do
with the fact it was Brenda.

Because you're just
everybody's best friend.

I said I was sorry, get off it.

Look, I'm either going to be
number one in your life,

or I'm not going
to be in your life.

♪ Well, give me just one chance
to show you... ♪

Here you go, Rocky.

Here you go, buddy.
Mmm.

Here you go.

Hey, buddy, what's this?

What's that? Oh, yeah.

DAVID:
He's got a great appetite.

BRANDON:
He sure does.

Oh, man.

Hi, guys.

Kel, meet the newest member
of the family.

Rocky Two.
Oh, my God!

He's so cute.

Dylan, you want a new puppy?

He could fetch you
your newspaper or your slippers,

anything you want.
I've had about

all the domestic bliss
I can handle.

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

Bren.

Hey, Bren.

BRENDA:
Don't worry.

All the charges

have been dropped against me,

and I'm cooperating
with the FBI.

So you guys don't need
to be afraid to talk to me.

Brenda, sit down.

No. I'm not staying.

Look, I just wanted
to say I'm sorry

if I put any of you
in an uncomfortable position.

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

I know that you had
to look out for yourselves.

And I know that
some things

stretched the boundaries
of friendship,

but I hope none of you ever feel
as alone as I have felt.

Bren, wait.

I'll go talk to her.

No, I will.

Brenda?

You okay?

No, I feel
terrible, Kelly.

I feel like I don't have
a friend in the world.

Yes, you do.

We're all your friends.

Including me.

Well, you said
some pretty awful things.

I know. I'm sorry.

The green monster rears its head
at really weird times.

You were jealous of me? Why?

I mean, you have Dylan.

But something tells me
I won't have him forever.

And I can't help but think
that you'll always be

the one he'll remember
as the great love of his life.

Well, I don't know
if that's true,

but, uh, I've been jealous
of you ever since I moved here.

Well, maybe we're even.

Brenda, I...

I know I was a bitch right
when you needed me the most,

and I really feel bad.

Good.

Hey, Brenda,
you better come in.

Your veggie burger's
getting cold.

What veggie burger?

The one I ordered for you.

You are a vegetarian,
aren't you?

Aren't you?
Yes.

To our favorite felon.

Yeah, do me a favor, Bren.

Next time you get arrested,
do it at a decent hour.

There isn't going
to be a next time.

Isn't that right, Bren?

You know, when I spent
that night behind bars,

I kept thinking,
if I had only one wish,

it would be to go home.

It's good to be home.

Hear, hear!

Oh!