All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S04E28 - Acting Out (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Hey, if I knew I was
gonna get a present,

I would've tried out
for a play a long time ago.

The Method, by
Lee Strasberg?!

I know it sounds like some
kind of birth control,

but it's an
acting technique.

Marilyn Monroe used it.

And now that you're
the next big thing...

Guys, I just got a callback,

and I think it was
beginner's luck.

Look, don't fight it.

You've got the gift.

There's no law that says

you have to be a theater
major like Brenda.

(knocking on door)

I'll get it. Thanks.

Hi. Come on in.

We were just
talking about you.

Congratulations.

You got a callback.

Yeah, I saw your name
up there, too.

What a surprise.

Hi, Bren.

Hi.

I mean, all last week,
when I was helping you

find the nerve to
audition-- remember?

You told me you were going
out for the part of Mae.

I was, but then Roy Randolph
asked me to read for Maggie.

And I suppose he asked you out

for coffee after
the audition, too?

Yeah, he did...

and everybody else who
was still stuck there.

Well, if Roy Randolph

forced you into it,
why didn't you tell me?

Honestly, I was afraid
of how you would react.

Stab me in the back, I bleed.

Um, you guys, could
you keep it down?

You're scaring the puppy.

What do you expect me
to do, Brenda, drop out?

Make more room for you?

Kelly, it's not your part.
What makes you
think you own it?

Why don't you get
a life of your own

and stop trying
to steal mine?

I've got a life of my own.

Yeah, I know all about it.

I cannot believe this.

Spirited performances.

I give 'em two thumbs up.

David, this isn't funny.

Hey, puppy.
(dog barks)

Whoops!

Sorry.
No, uh, Bran...

you know
Laura Kingman.

Yeah.

Hi, Laura.

Hi.

BRANDON:
I didn't mean
to interrupt.

I thought we had a game at 2:00.

We do. And I'm there.
I was just...

Warming up?

Thank you.

You make me feel better.

Bye.
Bye.

Don't... say... a word.

Let me guess:
You were playing baseball.

You kiss her on
the strikes and she...

I know I said there wouldn't
be any body contact,

but-- when you're
rehearsing, stuff happens.

That was no rehearsal
I was watching.

We were taking
a break, okay?

Mostly, I work with her.
I do.

And you know what?
I'm good at it.

I think I found my calling.

What, hopping into bed
with actresses?

I love show business.

Ah, geez,
it's the chancellor.

Behave yourself, all right?

Behave myself?

Brandon!

Chancellor!
I'd like you to meet

my good friend,
Steve Sanders.

It's an honor to meet you.

You're a friend of Brandon's.

Tell him it's time he stopped
going behind my back.

Excuse me?

Clare told me.

About her
senior prom.

I'm glad you're
taking her.

She's very
excited about it.

I think she's out
shopping for a new dress.

Good!

Well, Friday night, then.

Friday night.

Nice to meet you.

Clare, huh?

I guess you finally figured

that a girl who handcuffs
herself to your bed

is someone you want to get
to know a little better, huh?

Not exactly, Steve.

This was the first
I've heard about
the senior prom.

The chancellor's daughter!

Clare strikes again, huh?

(playful laughter)

DYLAN:
Well, Kevin

and Suzanne are both
taking the day off,

and it's Erica's
first time at the beach

since she learned how
to swim, Kel, okay?

You can't back out now.

This is important to me.

When I said I'd go,
I didn't know

that I'd be doing
callbacks right now.

That's important to me.

No one says it isn't.

Nobody except Brenda.

What do you expect, Kel?

You guys rehearsed
together all week.

Supposedly it's for her.

As it turns out,
it's for you.

The director asked me
if I would try out.

I know what
the director said, okay?

But think about it
from Bren's point of view.

Why don't you ever
look at things

from my point of view?

Ah, there's your man.

CLARE:
Brandon!

Clare.
Hi.

Your friend was
just reading my palm.

She spotted my heart attack.

Ooh, just a little
late, I'd say.

Steve, Clare.
Clare, Steve Sanders.

If you ever need a
date for the prom

in the future,
please consider me.

Oh, no.

You've been talking
to my dad, haven't you?

Yes.

Well, I guess you two have
a little catching up to do.

Thanks for the reading.

Great load
off my mind.

(laughter)

I... wanted to
tell you myself.

You know Clare,
usually, it's customary

to ask somebody if they
want to go out with you;

especially if you're talking
about going to a prom.

Yeah, but... you
would've said no.

Still; it's traditional.

Another reason not
to do it, right?

Do you know Clare?

Hmm. Intimately.

We were roommates when I went
to that retreat with Brandon.

Did she bring
her handcuffs?

I don't think I
want to hear this.

Fortunately, I have
to get to the theater.

Whoa! I thought auditions
weren't for a couple of days.

They're not.

But, tonight, we get

one-on-one direction
from Roy Randolph.

Mm. Lovely.

But, tomorrow, we're
at the beach, right?

Hey... tell Laura
Kingman I said hi.

You know I'm coaching
her, don't you?

Coach all you want.
It's a free country.

Well, not according
to Brenda.
KELLY:
I know.

She acts like she has some
special claim on the lead.

Which is ridiculous,
when you consider the fact

that Laura's the one
with the resume.

Unlike me, you mean.

That is not
what he said, Kel.

KELLY:
So Laura has Steve,

and Brenda has you.

Tell me, Dylan, who do I have?

Kelly...

Let her go.

The theater beckons.

Bye.

Callbacks.

Yeah, Brenda's
comatose, too.

Laura's
stopped eating.

See? Compared to an
actress, I'm a bargain.

Listen up, all of you.

The scene isn't just

Maggie angry
that Brick's living

at the bottom
of a whisky bottle.

It's not just... this.

On the contrary, she's trying
to hold things together.

And what else can you do
when you find yourself

wading through the seamy
underworld of an alcoholic?

I take it you're acquainted

with the subject?

Yeah,
both my boyfriend

and my mom are
recovering now.

Thank God.

So you tell us:

What's going through
Maggie's head?

If she could reach Brick
for just one honest second,

she could save them both.

At least that's

what she thinks.

And, of course,
he'll have none of it.

Kelly.

You're up.

Reach him.

Take it from...
(clears throat)

"Silence about a thing."

Silence about a thing
just magnifies it.

It grows and festers
in silence,

becomes malignant.

Give me my crutch.

Lean on me.

RANDOLPH:
No, just give me
my crutch.

Lean on my shoulder.

I don't want

to lean on your shoulder,
I want my crutch.

Are you gonna
give me my crutch,

or do I have to get
down on my knees

on the floor and...?

(crutch clatters)
Here.

Take it. Take it.

Thanks.

That was it.

This girl is an actress.

Yeah, she pretends
to be your friend.

I know that the lab test

says everything's okay,
but... I don't know.

I still feel strange.

Andrea, didn't Dr. Haller
say every mother-to-be

gets anxious at
one time or another?

But, Jesse, I feel
anxious all the time.

Well, then, I have got
exactly what you need.

One exercise video
for those with child.

(both laugh)

You relax, you stretch,
you stop worrying...

This is your solution, to
put me in front of the tube?

I hope you don't have this
planned for our offspring.

No.

And you know I would not
be going to San Francisco

if I had any choice.

Yeah, I know, I know.

This is the price you pay
for your federal clerkship.

Yeah.

No earthquakes while
I'm gone, okay?

I'll call tomorrow night.

All right.

I love you.

I love you.

Both of you.

Mmm. Mm-hmm.

See ya.

This yours, little boy?

I didn't think you were coming.

I wasn't.

But last night, I was
rehearsing this scene,

and everybody
was watching...

ERICA:
Hey, Dylan, come here!

Okay, I'm coming.
Just a second.

It was the strangest
thing, Dylan.

I'll tell you what, Kel,

why don't we increase
the peace here, huh?

When we discuss the play.

I wanted to tell you
how my rehearsal went.

You can do that later.

Right now, I want you
to meet Kevin.

Come on.

Kevin Weaver,
this is Kelly Taylor.
Hi, Kelly.

Hi. Yeah, I've seen you
at the Peach Pit.
That's no surprise.

It's sort of become
home base since
I met Suzanne.

DYLAN:
Listen, Kevin and I

were gonna take a little walk
down the beach here

and see some of that sludge
that rolls out into the bay.

You came to the beach
to see sewage?

It's an occupational hazard--
I'm an environmental chemist.

(laughs)
Excuse me.

We'll be gone
about an hour.

Can you live without me
for that long?

Definitely.
Thank you!

Sure. We girls
will have a blast.

Come on, let's go.

It's just an hour, okay?

Don't forget the Peach Pit
sorority meeting tonight.

Oh, I have auditions
tomorrow; I can't.

Sorry, no time
for socializing.

You mean socializing with Kelly.

You said it, I didn't.

Although she did hit
an all-time low when she

pulled out her lost-child-of-
an-alcoholic act at rehearsal.

She was crying so hard I thought
we were all gonna drown.

Yeah, well, it must've been
pretty painful for her.

Yeah, it really hurts
being the director's favorite.

Bren...

DONNA:
There's Roy and Laura now.

I suppose Laura's
a sleaze now, too?

No. She is just trying
to keep up with the leader.

Which is exactly what
I should be doing. Bye.

Wait.

(groans):
I just love eating alone.

So you're telling me
that bacteria can eat up

all that sludge
we just saw down there?

Absolutely-- you just
have to build yourself
the right kind of organism.

Well, get to the building
organism, will ya?

Every time it rains,
I can't go in the water
for two weeks.

Yeah. The bay sure looks
beautiful today, doesn't it?

Not in this bottle.

Know what else
is beautiful?

KEVIN:
What is it that girls
always talk about anyway?

I don't know.

Let's go find out.

Hey, sorry we took so long.

What kept you?

Well, it was kind of
my fault, actually.

I got talking to Kevin
about his job,

and I'll tell you, it's
pretty fascinating stuff.

Well, if I'm not mistaken,
you promised to take me

for a walk up the beach,
Mr. Weaver.

And I never break a promise.

Then will someone
go swimming with me?

You want to
go swimming?
With us?

KEVIN:
We could take you swimming!

(Erica squeals)
To the ocean!

(Suzanne, Erica laughing)

I was beginning
to think your sister

was part of a government plot
to drive me nuts.

Kel, what is it
with you lately?

I mean, yesterday, you're
bagging on Brenda and Steve,

and today, you can
barely be civil.

Well, I came to the beach
to be with you,

not be dumped
with Suzanne and Erica.

Well, if that's the way you
feel about my little sister,

you shouldn't
have come at all.

You know, Dylan,
the minute I tried

to talk to you
about my rehearsal...

What, I don't want to hear
about the same fights

you've been having with
Brenda for two years?
No, I don't.

No, that's not
what this is about.

Well, then what is
it about, Kel, huh?

Is it about the play?
The twit director?

The way you come alive in
the glow of the spotlight?

Come on, you're behaving
like an actress.

And you know what?
I'm not really

that interested.

I know you're not
interested, I know.

It's okay for Brenda,
but it's not okay for me?

That is exactly what I'm
talking about right there.

Thanks for listening.

You know what, if you're
gonna clean up the bay,

maybe you should
start with yourself.

♪ Come on, baby,
take a chance... ♪

You know, with Jesse gone,
I've been climbing the walls.

I can't tell you how great it is
to talk to another human being.

Thank you.
Well, it's
just too bad

Brenda and Kelly
aren't speaking.

You could've had
all three of us here.

Well, callbacks are tomorrow;
it'll be over soon.

I don't know, I mean,
you should've heard

the way Brenda was dumping
on Kelly at lunch.

It's just kind of scary--
it's like whatever
held us together

in high school is gone, and
everyone's different, and...

it's just all
catching up to us now.

Well, if it's any comfort,

despite my ever-expanding
waistline, I'm still the same.

Are you kidding?

You've changed
more than anyone.

No, I haven't, not deep down,
not where it's important.

Andrea, a year ago, you were
a virgin on your way to Yale.

And then there was Dan,
and then Jesse, and
now you're pregnant.

I don't think the girl
you were a year ago

would even recognize you now.
(gentle laugh)

Look, Donna,
if you want to see me

as someone who slept around
and got knocked up,

I can't stop that.

That's not what I meant.

Yeah, but that's
exactly what you said.

Look, I liked being virgins
with you, okay, I really did.

But I can't keep
that going anymore.

I'm pregnant, I'm married.

I know, and that's
all I was saying.

Look, I just needed
somebody to talk to today.

Andrea...

No. It's been real.

(sighs)

(crickets chirping)

(rings doorbell)

Brandon.
Chancellor.

Come in.
Thanks.

Clare'll be down
in just a second.

Uh, I hope this isn't
awkward for you,

because it's not for me.

I'm delighted.

No, no, no, I'm, uh...

I'm delighted, too.

Well, is someone
gonna say something?

You look
beautiful, honey.

Seldom wrong, and right again,
Chancellor.

Oh, Brandon,
you shouldn't have.

It's beautiful.

I've got to
get a picture.

Just a second.

I can't believe you bought me
one of these wrist things.

You're so funny.

Actually, uh, you
know what's funny is

that, uh, I don't
dance at all,

so I hope you don't
mind standing around

drinking punch all night.

You don't actually think
I'd waste an all-nighter

at a high school
dance, do you?

CHANCELLOR: Okay, I'll make
this as painless as possible.

All right... smile.

That was nice,

but could you just move
a little closer together.

(groans)

(quietly): You're in
for a wild ride.

CHANCELLOR:
Beautiful!

(lively dance music playing)

(dance music continues)

Clare, you finally made it! Hi!

Yeah, we had to stop off
at the prom

for our official Kodak moment.

Wow, one of those

high school dance
corsages! Cool!

Y-Yeah, uh, Brandon,
this is Renee.

Hi, Renee.
Where's Peter?

Ha-ha-ho!
Tequila makes me crazy!

How you doing, man?
I'm Brandon.

Oh, yeah.
Peter, Peter, Peter.

Uh, Clare told us she
tricked you into coming, huh?

Thanks! You promised
you wouldn't tell anyone.

Well, you both
already know.

(upbeat song begins)

Um... this is our song.

Dance with me.

Come on, let's get
some champagne.

Uh, actually, Clare, I'm not big
on drinking and driving.

I wrapped my car around a truck

about three years ago, during
a party just like this one.

Oh. So you did have a
wild and crazy period.

Just think, if you
hadn't given that up

and become a model citizen,
I would never have met you.

Clare, come on!

Why don't you
dance, though?

Traumatic dancing accident?

(chuckles):
Clare...

No, it's fine.

Really. I mean...

I'm happy
just being here with you.

♪ I saw you at the club ♪

♪ Dancing real slow... ♪

Clare, come on!

(quietly):
No.

♪ Well, well, well,
what have we here? ♪

♪ Turned up the heat... ♪

Go ahead.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

Okay. Bye.

CLARE:
Whoo-hoo!

(laughter, indistinct chatter)

When in Rome...

(crickets chirping)

I wish you could talk to me.

And I don't mean
dog biscuits and liver treats.

(door opens)

You got a pal there?

Well, at least he
pretends to listen.

I'm not in the mood for
Tennessee Williams tonight.

Well, I wish you could've come
to the Peach Pit with me.

You could've stopped me
from tormenting Andrea

about getting pregnant.

Why'd you do that?

I don't know;
I had all these feelings

about her sexual revolution.

Then all this horrible stuff

just kind of
burst out of nowhere.

Well, I know that feeling.

Yeah, I guess

it's going around--
Brenda has it, too.

Tell me about it.

The only reason I am
in this whole mess is 'cause

I thought it would
be fun to try out for
a play with Brenda.

And it was fun, until
the director decided

that he liked me as
the tortured desperate
Maggie character.

Well, you're great at it.

I don't want to
be great at it.

I want to
forget about it.

Crying on cue is not
my idea of a good time.

So, then why are
you doing it?

I mean, it's just
a college play.

(sighs):
I don't know.

Maybe the only reason
that I'm hanging on

is because Brenda told me
I should forget about it.

So it is Brenda.

And when Dylan sides with
her, it drives me crazy.

Well, no one says
you have to be a martyr,

just back off World War III.

Hey, I'm not the one
who came howling in here.

Look, Brenda is not
a threat to you.

It's more like
the other way around.

That's the way
you see it.

No, actually, that's
the way she sees it.

She told me.

She said she's still
screwed up about

losing Dylan to you.

And now with the play,
I mean, think about it--

who's under attack?

I don't know.

The poor pregnant woman
you tortured?

Well, I guess tequila makes
Clare crazy, too, huh?

Naw, she doesn't
really drink.

Doesn't need to.

Mwah.
Hi!

You mean she's
naturally perfect?

Hey, Brandon,
come on, dance with me.

Oh, right, you don't
dance-- I forgot.

Especially
not for strangers.

They're not strangers.

They've been gawking at me
for, like, ten minutes.

Whoo!

(laughing)

Hey, dollface,
what's the room number up there?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Ladies, maybe we should relax
for a minute, here, huh?

It's 308!

Are you crazy?

Hey, big guy!

Thirsty?

CLARE:
Whoo!

CLARE:
Oh, my gosh,
they're coming in.

Come on, we gotta
lock the door.

Oh, man...

She's insane.

Oh, isn't it great?

(mumbling, laughing)

(pounding)

Open up the door!

Come on,
we want to party!

Listen, guys,
if we're quiet,

maybe they'll
just leave, okay?
Yeah, right.

Does it really sound like
they're gonna leave?

(pounding on door)

Sorry, guys, this
is a private party.

Yeah, well, uh...
we were invited.

BRANDON:
I think there's been
a misunderstanding.

(giggles)

What, am I some kind
of joke to you?
Is that what I am?

Come on, nobody thinks
you're a joke, man.

Oh, yeah, well, your
skanky friend does.

Look, why don't you
just leave, all right?

Or what, huh?

What were you
trying to show me

under that little
dress of yours?

Listen, guys,

I think it might be better
if you just left, okay?

Hey! Break it up!

Break it up!

Gentlemen...

you leave quietly
right now

and we can forget
the whole thing.
The "gentlemen"

just tried to kill us.

Big damn joke.

I said quietly,
right now.

You okay?

Yeah. Fine. Thanks.

MANAGER:
Quite an expensive mess.

I'm gonna call
my father, all right?

He'll take care of it.

No, we are not
calling your father.

You're doing something.

(sighs heavily):
We'll take care of it.

Fine.

Everyone else,
the party's over.

The doorman will be
putting you in taxis.

(guests murmuring, groaning)

Let's go, now,

before I lose
my patience.

Alone at last.

WOMAN (on TV):
Exhale... whew!

Take everything
over to your right.

Stretch over.

Make sure both fingertips
are reaching out,

top of the head is reaching;
don't drop over here.

Keep it lifted,
keep the shoulder back.

(doorbell rings)

Now circle that top arm back.

(turns off video)

Hi. Can I come in?

On one condition:

We forget what happened
at the Peach Pit.

Well, then you'll miss
my apology.

And you'll miss mine.

I'm sorry, Donna.

I was going
to call you.

My hormones have been
raging lately.

No one's safe.

Would you like some ice cream?

Always.

Are you all right?

Andrea, what's wrong?

I think I'm going into labor.

Okay, where's
the doctor's number?

It's by the phone.

Yes, Dr. Haller, please.

Yes, could you page her?

Andrea Zuckerman.

Oh, no.

Uh...
when she calls, can you tell her

we're leaving for the hospital
right now?

Thanks.

Oh, this isn't
supposed to be happening.

They said I was all right.

You'll be okay.
Don't worry.

(gasps, groans)

(cries):
I think I'm losing
the baby.

No, you're not.

Just hang in there.
We're on our way.

STEVE:
Come here, Laura.
Okay.

(switch clicks)
Now,

soak it up.

It'll be just like
this tomorrow.

Why am I so catty?

'Cause I'm consumed with envy
and eaten up with longing.

Dare to be great.

Hey, just show him what
we both know you've got.

Now there's just
one final touch.

I don't think it's me.

It's not you.

It's Maggie.

You mean wear this
to the audition?

Well, my mom got
rave reviews in it,

when she did
Tennessee Williams.

This is it, Laura.

A good actress has to take it
all the way.

(man clears throat
in distance)

We'll be done
in 30 seconds, okay?

How do you feel?

Like a cat
on a hot tin roof.

Come on.

CLARE:
Brandon, can I come in?

I straightened the place up.

Congratulations.

It's a good thing I got my
friends to leave dough, huh?

Yeah, they only
came up $300 short.

I told you I'll pay
you back, okay?

Look, you know,
I should have just

called my dad,
like I said.

And told him what?

That some guy you flashed
from a hotel balcony

decided to take you up
on your offer?

Or that I was stupid enough
to let it happen?

No, I thought we could just
make something up, okay?

Yeah, you would.

(door slams)

Clare...

it's been
a rough night.

You know, the balcony
didn't work out

so well for you last time.

Maybe you want
to get off.

(voice breaking):
Yeah, maybe I should
just jump off.

God, I hate my life.

I hate it.

I just want you
to care about me.

I do care.

No, you don't.

You just said
that you don't.

So, you want to go home now?

I want to strangle myself
with my own hands.

I don't think
that's physically possible.

You know...

a hotel room like this is
a terrible thing to waste.

It's already been wasted, Clare.

Ow, ow.

(chuckles)

Maybe I should just
take you home, huh?

Yeah.

Come on.

(siren wailing)

This is a terbutaline
injection to stop the labor.

We'll put you on
a pill form tomorrow.

Andrea, are you
listening?

I knew everything
wasn't fine.

Well, you might feel
a few more flutters,

and you've got some heavy-duty
bed rest in your future,

but everything
should be fine.

Well, that's exactly
what my O.B. told me

the day before yesterday.

She might
tell you that again

when she examines you
tomorrow.

I know this is not
very comforting to hear,

but these things happen.

I wish Jesse was here.

We'll keep you a few more hours,
then you'll be on your way.

And then what?

And then I will watch
you every second

for the next three months,
till the baby's born.

You've got
a good friend there.

Thank you, Donna.

Oh...

I don't know what to say.

Shh. Just rest.

(doorbell rings)

JIM:
Brenda?

I got it, Dad.

Shouldn't you be getting ready
for your big callback?

I'm dropping out.

You are?

JIM:
Brenda, who is it?

It's just Kelly, Dad.

You can go
back to sleep.

Anyway,

I just thought you should know.

Good luck.

Whoa. Wait a minute.

What did Randolph say?

I haven't told him yet.

Well, look, I don't want to
change your mind, believe me,

but I don't want
Randolph thinking

that I sabotaged
his favorite actress.

I don't want
to be an actress.

I never wanted to be one.

So then why did you put
yourself through all this?

I don't know.

(sighs heavily)

It's like... every time
something good happens to you,

part of me feels like
I'm getting left behind.

I don't know.

Forget it;
I can't explain it.

Well, how do you think
I felt in high school

when you were voted,
like, spring queen

and most beautiful
and everything else?

I thought you said that stuff
didn't matter to you.

I couldn't let you know
how jealous I was, now, could I?

I should have known we were
in trouble the first day we met.

Remember, we went shopping
after school

and you spotted that
amazing spangley jacket,

and I was the one
who ended up taking it home.

Yeah, well, I would have been
totally crushed

if you didn't think
it was worth having.

I always wanted you
to have the role of Maggie,

and I still do,

so if there's anything I can do
to help or whatever...

Well, if you're offering to help
me rehearse, I'd love it.

You would?

Yes.

And we can compare notes
on what it's like

to have an alcoholic boyfriend.

Yeah, we can put the "fun"
back in dysfunctional.

Come on.
When we're done,

Randolph won't know
what hit him.

Breakfast is served.

You know, I was trying
to find a passage in there

that would tell me
what happened to me was common,

but I don't know,
I just can't find it.

Well, don't start
worrying on me again.

(gently):
Jesse...

(quietly):
Hey, baby...

I'm so sorry.

Oh... Oh, I'm so
glad you're here.

It's okay to hold you,
isn't it?

Yes, I'm fine.

At least that's what
Donna keeps telling me.

She's starting
to convince me, too.

Thanks for calling me
up there, Donna.

Andrea's always told me
how you're everyone's
guardian angel.

Yeah, some angel.

Donna, what's wrong?

Well, I just started thinking
last night that...

...well, maybe all that stuff
I said to you

in the Peach Pit
caused this to happen.

Donna, I knew something was
wrong before Jesse left.

It had nothing
to do with you.

Donna, you got her
through it.

You got her smiling
for the first time in weeks.

Well, I'm just glad
you're having this baby.

Yeah, me, too.

Remember, the operative word
is "desperate."

Good, 'cause I'm feeling
pretty desperate.

You'll be fine.

Guess what?

It's show time.

Laura and Roy
look pretty cozy.

Don't worry about it.

You're the one to beat.

Hail, hail, the gang's all here.

Eddie will take you down

into the theater.

I'll see you
all shortly.

Mesdames...

Well, destiny awaits.

Someone else's destiny.

I've decided not to try out.

You can't be serious.

Yeah, I am.

I wanted to come and tell you,

and also thank you
for everything.

I'm only going to say this once,
so listen carefully.

I can lift you out
of your frivolous little life

of sorority parties
and study dates.

I can make you into something.

I've done it before.

All you have to do is be
smart enough to say "yes."

The only reason I was ever
trying out was because...

Do what you
have to,

but spare me
your little rationalizations.

You could've been
a contender.

Is it safe yet?

What a weird guy.

Brandon, what
happened to you?

I went on a date with Clare.

Oh. Was it fun?

Hardly, but I think
she's finally realized

I'm after a Clare-free
environment.

Come on, I think
they're gonna start.

Okay.

RANDOLPH:
Laura.

I'll take you first.

Good luck.

When you're ready.

Take your time.

You were a wonderful lover.

Such a wonderful person
to go to bed with

and I think, mostly, because you
were really indifferent to it.

Isn't that right?

Never had any anxiety about it,

just did it naturally...

easily... slowly...

absolute confidence
and complete calm.

More like you...

That's Laura?!

I told you I've been working
wonders on her psyche.

I'll say.

She must've felt
just fine about herself

when she picked out
that dress.

LAURA:
Strange...

but true.

You know,

if I thought you would
never, never, never

make love to me again,

I would go downstairs
to the kitchen and pick out

the longest, and the sharpest
knife I could find

and stick it
straight into my heart...

I swear that I would.

LAURA (in distance):
But one thing I don't have is
the charm of the defeated.

My hat is still in the ring,

and I am determined to win!

What is the victory
of a cat on a hot tin roof?

I wish I knew.

Just staying on it, I guess.

That was fantastic.

Brenda, you're up.

Same piece, please.
At your leisure.

You were a wonderful lover.

Such a wonderful person
to go to bed with.

I think, mostly, because you
were really indifferent to it.

Isn't that right?

Never had any anxiety
about it...

did it naturally...

easily...

Your indifference
made you wonderful...

Um, I'm sorry, I think I...
left out a few lines.

Could I start over?

Bren! Bren, Bren, Bren,
Bren, Bren, Bren, Bren.

Brandon, let me go.

I know what's going
through your head right now.

Don't do this to yourself.

Bran, this was my one chance

to turn my life around
and I blew it.

Only a idiot would choose me
over any of the others.

Maybe Randolph will give you
a second chance, huh?

Yeah, right.

Well, it's been
a rough 24 hours for
the Walsh kids, huh?

You know, I really want to thank
you two for your help out here.

Thank you very much, really.

STEVE: Come on,
this was definitely

a brother
and sister moment.

Brandon, I wouldn't have
known what to say.

KELLY:
Brandon.

Bran...

Oh, man...

Hi, guys.

Was that your sister?

She seemed
kind of tormented.

Yeah, it runs in the family.

How did you know I was here?

Well, I went by your house.

Your mom and dad
told me.

Clare.

Do not go by my house.

Do not call me.

Do not trick me
into going out with you.

Do not talk about me
with your father.

In fact, don't talk
to me at all.

And if you do all
of these things,

you and I will
get along just fine.

Do you understand that?

You know, I'd love
to stick around

and hear the rest of this,
but I gotta bail. Ciao.

So do I.

I know you didn't really
mean what you said.

(doorbell rings)

I hope you're
glad to see me.

Of course I'm glad
to see you.

Look, I don't want to bring up
a sore subject,

but how'd your audition go?

It didn't.

I dropped out.

Kel, I hope that I didn't...

It had nothing to do
with what you said.

Really.

I know it's
every little girl's dream

to grow up and become a star,

but it's not mine.

I hate acting.

And that is what I was trying
to tell you yesterday.

Well, if I'd have known

that that is what you were
trying to tell me,

I would've listened.

Unfortunately,
the way it works

is that you have
to listen first.

I know that.

I will.

I'll try.

So you think you can live

with seeing Brenda's name in
lights, up all over the campus?

Oh, I could've,

but she choked
at her audition.

What? You're kidding me.
After all that?

She's not as strong
as she seems, is she?

Well, it always amazes me

how people think Brenda
is so strong.

I mean, in reality,
she's pretty fragile.

I wouldn't worry about her
though; she's just like a cat,

always lands on her feet.

(rings doorbell)

What can I do for you?

I know you don't believe
in second chances,

but I want you to know that
I can play Maggie the Cat.

Okay. Show me
what you've got.