All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S05E02 - Under the Influence (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

Well, no surprises here.

The next gift is,
of course, from Donna.

Donna's making us all look bad.

She's gotta be stopped.

Think how I feel.
I've been outshopped.

And they said
it couldn't be done.

Can you get everything?

Uh, not quite.

Where's David Silver
when you need him?

I didn't hear
someone say

they needed David Silver.
I didn't, did I?

No.
VALERIE: Here, Jesse,

let me do that
for a while.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

All right,
you got it?

Yeah, I got it.

It's not as easy as it looks.
Yeah.

Oh, by the way, Brandon,
smart move losing the beard.

Did Kelly tell you
to say that?

No, I did not.

Oh, Donna,
this is beautiful!

Donna, you really cleared
the stores, didn't you?

KELLY:
Yeah, well, your binge-

shopping days are
numbered, sister,

because registration
starts in two days.

You know, I almost managed
to forget about that,

and then I got an urgent call
from Josh Richland this morning.

Josh Richland is a one-man
National Enquirer.

That he is; I'm getting
together with him later

to get all the gory details.

Well, I guess this
is as good a time as any

to tell you guys
something that I, uh,

I've been meaning
to tell you.

Uh, something's come up
and, uh...

KELLY:
Spit it out. Go ahead.

DONNA:
I, uh...

I'm not going back to college.

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How can there be no more money
left in the account?

What, what about the T-bill?

Well, I'm sorry,

but we rolled it over for you
last week.

You what?

It was automatically
reinvested.

We tried to notify you.

Well, you didn't.
You didn't notify me.

It's just like last time
nobody notified me!

You transferred eight million
of my dollars somewhere

30 seconds after
I deposited it!

What about that savings bond?

Well, no, you don't really want
to do that.

I mean. there is
a substantial penalty

for early withdrawal.

I don't care.
How bad can the penalty be?

Look, do I gotta say this?

I need money.

I'm gonna be outside.

(typing, computer beeps)

DONNA:
Dylan?

Hey, stranger.
Dylan!

Hi, Don.

Hey, so where have
you been hiding out?

You know, we had a baby shower
for Hannah yesterday.

Everyone missed you.

Yeah, I just got back
from Mexico.

Oh, is, uh, is that where you
and Kevin set up your business?

Not exactly.

I was just down there
kicking back.

So, uh, what about you,
what're you doing?

Oh, we have been so busy,
well, my mom and I.

She's right
over there. Mom.

We've been in
Houston all summer.

It was so incredible.

And guess what?
I am debuting this Christmas.

Debut?

Debutante.

Yeah.

In fact, there's a benefit
tomorrow night.

It's the first
of the fall season.

Um, you got a tux?

I've got a wetsuit.

Come on. Everyone's
gonna be there.

It's for a great cause:

college scholarships
for inner-city kids.

In fact, Steve's father
is a patron.

He's buying a whole table.

Well, you know, I could go
for one of those.

Really?

Uh, Mom, Mom,
guess what?

Hi, Dylan.

Dylan's pledging to buy a table.

Well, that's very
generous of you.

In fact, maybe
it's too generous.

Are you kidding?

Dylan is practically
a mogul. In fact,

he owns this very hot
environmental research company.

Really?

Yeah. I, uh, I love a good
cause, what can I say?

Excuse me.
Mr. McKay?

(sighing)
I'll be right back.

DONNA:
Okay.

FELICE:
We'll wait.

It's the least we
can do for $2,500.

Well, that's pretty good.

Hey!

Have you found
any good courses yet?

Oh, a couple that
look interesting.

We'll see.

How's Brandon
holding out in there?

That Josh guy is
quite a salesman.

He never stops talking.

Those two were barely on
speaking terms last year.

Well, times change.

People change.

Which reminds me,

I have nothing to wear tomorrow.

I mean, my clothes
were okay for Buffalo,

but Steve's father is taking us
to the banquet in his Bentley.

Well, did you look through
Brenda's closet?

Size two?

I wish.

Well, then, there's only
one thing to do.

Oh, Cindy, I-I couldn't.

Please.

I insist.

Cindy, my mother

made me promise
not to be a burden on you.

You are not a burden.

Besides, this will be
between you and me.

My treat.

Thanks. You're amazing.

JOSH:
We don't need an affiliation,
we'll run as independents.

I'll be president,
you'll be vice president...

unless you have
a problem with me.

BRANDON:
Look, it's not that.

Actually, I'm flattered

that you want me to be
your running mate.

Okay, then take
the plunge, Walsh.

I'm sorry, man.

I just don't have
the stomach for it.

Valerie, could you convince

Brandon to run
for office with me?

Probably could.

I can't believe

you get to share
a bathroom with that girl.

Just don't make it the subject

of your next sleazy exposé,
all right?

Wait, I set out to write
a nice, little puff piece

on how Kim and Landon

fell in love on the
campaign trail.

How was I supposed
to know they were dipping

into the student fund
to decorate their apartment?

Still, gunning for their jobs
after forcing them

to resign does seem a little
self-serving, doesn't it?

Come on.

I know you want
to be in the game.

Forget it.

Do you remember how brutal
the campaign got last spring?

It was out of control,
especially after the Greeks

published every
candidate's SAT scores.

(phone ringing)
Actually, I thought that

was a stroke of genius.
You see, Josh,

that's why you're cut out
for student politics,

and I'm not.
CINDY:
Brandon,

it's Kelly on the phone.
As in Kelly,

your make-believe girlfriend?

Unlike you, Josh,
I have better things

to do with my time
than be a punching bag

in an election we'd lose anyway.

So, what I'm hearing is
you wouldn't mind winning.

Hey, babe.

KELLY (on phone):
Brandon, thank God.

I need a reality check.

I'm at the Martins'

with people I don't even know.

They have names
like Buffy Moneymaker.

Donna's gone completely
over the edge.

She's having some guy
named Travis

fly up from Houston
to escort her

to the benefit tomorrow night.

But that's not why I called.

Guess who's back in town.

You talked to Dylan?

No, but Donna did.

Well, what'd he say?

Uh, I'll call you back.

(phone beeps off)
How are we doing, dear?

Good.

We're starting to get
some more pledges.

It's very sweet of you to help.

Anything for Donna.

Listen, Kelly, I just

want to assure you
that whatever happens

with Donna, Dr. Martin
and I will cover her rent

until you find
a new roommate.

A new roommate?

Where is Donna going?

Well, nowhere yet, but...

at least not for
the next month.

Didn't she tell you
what's going on with her?

No. I guess she didn't
get around to it.

So you're ditching
the apartment?

I'm not "ditching."

Didn't my mom talk to you?

How come you didn't
talk to me?

You know how I am.

I'm beginning to wonder if I do.

I mean, it's enough
of a bombshell

to hear that you're
dropping out of school.

It's just for one semester,
so I can debut.

It's only because my cotillion
might be in Houston.

You're moving to Houston?

Maybe.

It's just another zip code.

You know we'll always
stay in touch.

FELICE:
Donna,

you're absolutely right,
the canapés are perfect.

I told you.

Listen, Madeline Carins
and her daughter are here,

so I think you really ought to
come out and join the group.

Yeah, we were
just about to.

Good. Let's go.

Come on.

It-it wa... it was... weird.

It was like Donna
joined a cult or something.

Every time I tried
to talk to her in private,

her mom would suddenly appear
out of nowhere.

Sort of spooky.

Didn't they feed
you at this thing?

I was afraid
to eat the food.

I thought I might
turn into one of them.

Mm.
You think I'm kidding.

Well, from what
you described,

it sounds
very... refined.

Donna's dropping
out of school.

For a few months

to go to a bunch of
parties with rich people.

What's the big deal?

I know what this is about.

This is about David.

She wants to move out of L.A.

so she doesn't have
to deal with seeing him.

Kel, (clears throat)

um... don't take this the
wrong way, but ever since

the Dylan sighting,
you've been a little

high-strung.

I know.

I'm sorry.

When are we going
to tell him about us?

I don't know.

We'll figure something out.

It's like we're back
in a triangle all over again.

Except I'm not Brenda, and
we're not in high school.

Yeah, but it... when
it's two against one,

you're always
ganging up on someone.

All right, then,
I tell Dylan by myself,

if that's what you want.

You'd do that?

Amongst other things.

Like what?

Like that?

Like that?

(chuckles)

(indistinct chatter)

(jukebox playing ballad)

NAT:
Well, howdy
there, cutie!

Hi, Nat.
Mm.

Nat, this is
Travis Farnham.

Howdy.

Hi. Travis,
you must be, uh,

the guy
from the big state

that Donna keeps
telling us about.

Well, I sincerely
hope it's me.

TRAVIS:
But then, little Donna here--

she has half of Houston wrapped
around her little finger.

(laughter)
(coins clinking)

$6.75.

(sighs)
TRAVIS:
Excuse me.

(coins drop to floor)

Ooh.

(coins clattering)

Excuse me.

TRAVIS:
I think this
belongs to you.

Thanks.

How you doing, Donna?

Good. Hi, David.

Uh, David Silver.
This is my friend,

Travis Farnham.

Nice to meet you.

So, you're
from Houston, huh?
Yeah.

Yeah, I just flew
in to escort Donna

to this little charity
shindig they're having.

Hey, would you like to
sit down and join us?

No. I've, uh... I
gotta get going.

Nice to see you.

You, too, David.

Did I, uh... Did I say
something wrong, Donna?

No.

Actually, just
the opposite.

Thank you.

(doorbell rings)

Hola.

Hey, Mr. Walsh,
good to see you.

Really? 'Cause the
incommunicado treatment

kind of had me wondering.

Yeah. Sorry. I should
have checked the messages,

you know.
No problem.

Come on in.

I was getting ready

to take the bike out
for a test ride.

You mean, this thing
actually runs?

I always thought of it
as a porch decoration.

Oh, no way, man.
Me and Kelly used

to take it out every
weekend, seemed like.

We'd drive up to Morro Bay.

She loved to go camping.

You want a beer?

No, thanks.

You want to quit staring
at mine, then?

Tell me you're fine,
I won't say a thing about it.

I'm fine.

Although I have been...

missing Kelly
a little bit lately.

But you guys were always
fighting when you were together.

Ah, it was always complicated.

Brenda was around.

Brenda called from
London the other day.

After hitting up Dad
for more money,

the first thing
she asked about was you.

She seems like
such a long time ago.

Everybody does, man.

It's just... like people
I knew in high school.

Except you... Kel.

You know what I mean?

You sure you don't want a beer?

I guess you guys have thought
of everything, huh?

Well, not everything,
but we're working on it.

You're still
affiliated

with the Graduate School
of Education, aren't you?

Absolutely.

See, that's why

they have such a phenomenal
child-to-caregiver ratio.

What are your hours again?

Oh, it's, uh, 7:30 to 6:00
Monday through Friday,

and 9:00 to 4:00
on Saturdays.

(laughs)
I read the brochure.

Oh, your mother's
very thorough, Hannah.

You'd better get used to it.

She's already
used to it,

and you're going to love it
here, aren't you, boo-boo?

Yeah.

Well, I, uh, think
it's unanimous.

Great. So unless
you have any other questions,

I'll see you
at registration.

Thank you, Stacy.

My pleasure.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

We are so lucky we got a
priority number for this place.

You think so?

Jesse.

(sighs)
I'm sorry. It's just

the whole concept of daycare--
it's so institutional to me.

No, the hospital
was institutional.

This place is
the total opposite.

I mean, it's, it's warm,

it's personal
and it's nurturing.

Then why is that baby
crying over there?

(crying)

Because babies cry.

Look, maybe it has
to have its diapers changed,

maybe it's hungry,
maybe it just needs to be held.

And you're perfectly okay

with some strange person
doing all the holding?

No, in a perfect universe,

of course,
I would rather her be home.

But Jesse, your mom works,
my mom works.

Grandma Rose
isn't up to it.

I mean, why should we pay
for a full-time baby-sitter,

when... when the school
will do it free of charge?

Besides, in between classes,

I can come down
and be with her.

Yeah, I guess
it's just a matter

of getting used
to a new routine.

Well, I think we're pretty good
at getting used to new routines.

(chuckling)

Believe me,
it was not the right time

to tell Dylan about us.

(sighs)
There is never going
to be a right time,

and you know it.

Fine, then.
Why don't we bite the bullet,

and we'll both go over to his
house and tell him right now?

I can't. Mrs. Martin is hosting

a pre-benefit reception
for all the bigwigs.

If I don't get going,
I'm going to be late.

Well, thanks for inviting me.

You should be thanking me
for sparing you.

Well, if all these people
are such stiffs,

why don't you sit
at Steve's father's table

with the rest
of us riffraff?

Brandon, I told you--

they're thinking of shipping
Donna back to Houston,

and somebody's got
to do something.

Can I call you back?

I'll see you there.

Okay. I love you.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Brandon, I spilled
some makeup.

Can you tell if
I got it out?

It's kind of hard
to focus on the dress

given the other scenery.

Oh.

Sorry. I... thought
we were like family now.

Well, we are, but...

Brandon,
it's okay.

I get it.

Um, just tell me one thing.

Do you like the dress?

Can't wait to see it on you.

Good.

(exhales)

(crickets chirping)

(lively party chatter)

BRANDON:
Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Cobi! Great smile.

Yeah, there we go!
Oh, beautiful!

That looks great.

Can you move in
a little on the right?

Okay, thanks.
Over here.

WOMAN:
Cobi?

PHOTOGRAPHER:
Look this way.
Perfect.

Here you go.
Thanks.

Where's Steve?

Arguing with his father
about whether Pebble Beach

is a better golf
course than Kapalua.

Pebble Beach?

Are they always
like that?

When they're talking.

Come on, let's go in.

See, these guys from
the U.S. soccer team.

VALERIE:
Oh...

(lively party chatter)

Then Travis's parents
made everyone go outside,

and right there, in the backyard
was the entire philharmonic!

(chuckles)

Only in Texas.

FELICE:
Better face facts, Donna.

You just may have to debut
in Houston.

TRAVIS:
Yeah, that's what I
told her, Mrs. Martin.

I said I wouldn't be satisfied
until I've seen her do

the Texas Dip.

D'SHAWN:
Uh, excuse me.

I grew up in Texas,

and I've never heard
of a Texas Dip.

Oh. D'Shawn!

Hope I'm not intruding.
KELLY:
No!

Stay... please.

DONNA:
Mom, Dad, this is
D'Shawn Hardell.

Everyone knows
who D'Shawn is.

How's the leg, son?

100%.
DONNA:
D'Shawn,

this is Travis Farnham.

Howdy.
Hey.

Nice to meet you.
DONNA: D'Shawn plays

on the basketball team at C.U.

BRANDON:
Correction. D'Shawn is
the basketball team at C.U.

What are you
doing here, man?

I'm a presenter.
Aha.

But right now I'm
trying to get Donna

to tell me what
a Texas Dip is.

Uh... (laughs)

It's, uh... it's the bow
that a debutante does to society

at the Presentation Ball.

Well, it's not just a bow.
No, ma'am.

It's a precision
maneuver

of strength and timing

and feminine grace.

Oh. This I got to see.

Why don't you show them?

It's really...
It's not perfect yet.

TRAVIS:
Oh, come on
now, Donna.

Now, the audience
demands a dip.

Now, you have to imagine
she's just come down

a long marble staircase
with two escorts.

And all of Houston society
stands before her

perfectly still.

(little chuckle)

(applause)

See what I mean?

They've turned her
into a trained seal.

Maybe you should
talk to her.

Good night.

NAT:
'Night, honey.

Valerie's dress
cost how much?!

$300 is cheap.

And she looked all over
to find something on sale.

Yeah, all over Rodeo Drive.

Brenda and I ran
into the same problem

when we first moved here.

(door slamming)

Look what the cat dragged in.

How you doing, partner?

Um, sit down. Sit.

I don't think
I'm gonna stay that long.

Come on, I'll get
you some coffee. Sit.

Just looking. I'm not
gonna say anything.

I know what's going on inside.
Just... Just try to be nice.

Dylan!

CINDY: You just got to let go.
Hey, you two.

Got something to say about me,
why don't you say it to me?

We weren't talking
about you, Dylan,

but if it
looked that way,

we apologize.

Look, we don't owe this guy
any apologies.

You're sitting in my booth,
my restaurant.

You're not welcome
here anymore.

Enjoy your meal.

Dylan!

Dylan, what the hell
are you doing?

Come on. Nat,
the guy's a jerk.

He's been in my face
since the day I met him.

Oh, yeah? Well, that guy's been
through thick and thin with me,

and he can go in the joint
and eat anytime he wants.

Hey, I'll go you
one better.

Why don't you make
him your partner?

I'll sell him my half
anytime you want!

What's happening to you?!

You know, I never
thought I'd say this.

I think all that money
you got in the bank

has finally gone to your head.

Nat, I love ya.
You don't know

what you're talking
about here.

Well, then
what is it, man?

Don't shut me out!

Come on, give me
some trust.

Look, I'm having
a rough spot right now.

Is it Kelly?

I don't know. Maybe.

I don't know. Maybe.
Aah!

What do you expect?

You take off, you don't
write, you don't call.

You can't blame her
for going to Brandon.

What did you say?

(mid-tempo pop music playing)

You know, she hardly said a
word to me all through dinner.

Then she gets up
with a total stranger

and hits the dance floor.

Well, Steve, maybe
if you hadn't spent all night

bickering with your dad
about who has the best golf...

Aw, come on, man, look,
look, I like this girl,

Okay?

Just put a good
word in for me.

Okay.

A good word...
that means one.

Either of you gents
seen Donna?

Isn't she
with her mom?

No.

I'm sure
she'll materialize soon, though.

The band's fixing to play
a little Texas classic

we danced to all summer--
"Faded Love."

Gets her every time.

Breathe, breathe.

(both snickering)

So you and Brandon seem
to be getting along.

So do you and
your mother.

Look, don't think
I haven't noticed

that you don't exactly approve
of what I'm doing.

What are
you doing?

Dropping out of school and
moving 2,000 miles away

so you can learn
how to curtsy?

Kel, I'm taking off
one semester.

Donna, come on.

I know how hard the end
of last year was for you.

I mean... believe me,
I know how you feel.

I mean, I feel kind of weird
about seeing Dylan again.

Yeah, well,
for your information,

I saw David today,
and it was easy.

And my going to Houston has
nothing to do with David,

and I resent you
even bringing that up!

Why are you
yelling at me?

You know what? You knew

how important tonight was to me.

Thanks for trying
to bring me down.

Important to you
or to your mother?

I've been practicing
that Texas dip of yours,

and you ought to go
out for gymnastics.

Oh, th-there it is.

That cheered you up
a little bit, huh?

Sorry, I know you're supposed
to sparkle at these things.

Mm.

At least
that's what my mom says.

Well, my mother says
if you're always up,

you must be on something.

(chuckles)

I hope this isn't about that
boyfriend of yours again.

Is it?

I don't know.

It's not
like I miss him exactly.

It's... it's just that it's
really hard to think about him

without feeling
like a failure.

That's going to get you nowhere.

You got a big fan club, girl,

and I'm proud to be
a charter member.

Look, you know
you're special,

even when you don't sparkle.

Thank you.

(romantic ballad playing)

Want to dance?

Yes, I love this song.

Oh, shall we?

We shall.

Oh... (chuckles)
Mm-hmm.

Universal health coverage
has its place,

but not if it's going to cost
more taxes for you know who.

♪ ...Not walking ♪

♪ Invitation ♪

♪ To be confronted... ♪

KELLY:
Maybe Donna's right.

Maybe I'm just trying
to ruin her life.

Well, I wouldn't
put it past you.

You've certainly
ruined mine.

♪ Baby, take care... ♪

Well, look at that.

Steve might get
lucky after all.

What about you?

You want to get lucky?

(kissing)

Hmm, what would
Ms. Martin say

about this public
display of affection?

"Shocking.

Where can I get some?"

(chuckles)

(clears throat)

You two are like a bad movie--
my best friend, my best girl.

What's this,
Blondie and The Boy Scout?

I tried to tell you
at your house today.

Really?
'Cause you said

you came to welcome me home,
Brandon.

I assume this isn't just
a physical thing, right?

'Cause Kelly, she's not
into that, not anymore.

Isn't that right, Kel?

Don't try to make me
feel guilty, Dylan.

Do you feel guilty?

Huh?

Do you... Brandon?
(slamming table)

I'm sorry you had
to find out this way.

DYLAN:
Don't you ever be sorry for me.

BRANDON:
All right, then, I'm not sorry.

DYLAN:
Why don't you shut up, then?

BRANDON:
Why don't you shut up?

Why don't you make me?
Why don't you come over here...

Why don't you guys
just stop it?

FELICE:
Dylan...

please take this somewhere else.

Etiquette was never really
Dylan's strong suit.

That's Brenda's Dylan?

Kelly's Dylan, oh.

DYLAN:
You know, Nat said

I was pushing everybody away.

I want you both to look,
'cause here they all are.

You make me sick.

God.

It's great to have friends.

♪ The way that you love me... ♪

Sorry, I got to go.

Oh, look,
this is for you.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

(lively crowd chatter)

DYLAN:
Macallan neat.

Don't be stingy, huh?

DYLAN:
Hey, Jess.

Hey, Dylan.

How you doing, man?

I figured you'd be in some
swanky law office by now.

Well, I'm still
going to law school,

and with Hannah
arriving early,

flexibility got
to be kind of key.

Yeah.
Besides,

the tips are excellent.

That's what it's
all about, isn't it?

I've got this.

The benefits
of knowing a bartender.

What are you doing?

Man, I can't serve you.

Why can't you serve me?

Come on, man, I know
you're underage.

So give me some other guy.

Here, let me get this for you.

I'm sorry,

it doesn't work that way.

Works for me.

JESSE:
Come on, man, what are you
trying to do?

You want to get me fired?

Jesse,
do we have a problem here?

Yeah, I'm afraid we do.

Yeah, we do, it's terrible.

You see,
someone's crossed a lawyer

with a bartender.

Hey, just relax, okay,
I think I can hand...

Hey,

you know, there are better ways
to get a drink.

Sweetheart, I am all ears.

I hope not all ears.

Shall we?

Give that to a real bartender
if you see one.

Hey, Brandon.

You want some?

No, thanks, I'm beat.

I didn't think you were
coming home tonight.

Well, Kelly decided
she wanted a little quiet time

after the Dylan incident.

I bet.

Is he always like that?

You mean condescending
and belligerent?

Well, I thought he
was kind of dashing.

(chuckles)

In a condescending, belligerent
sort of way, of course.

If I were you, I'd stay away
from Dylan for a while.

That's a strange thing to say
about one of your best friends.

(sighs)

Dylan's an alcoholic,
and to tell you the truth,

I'd really rather not get
into any of that right now.

No problem.

So... how'd you like
our little benefit?

I felt like Cinderella
at a ball.

Steve showed you a good time?
Yeah.

He's taking me to registration
at C.U. tomorrow.

Cheap date, but it's a start.

(chuckles)

He kind of badgered me into it,

but how can you say no
to registration?

Listen.

Steve's a...

really good guy and
he's a good friend.

And he asked you
to tell me that, right?

Yeah.

Don't worry,
I'll take it under advisement.

'Night, Brandon.

(kettle whistling)

Hi, Mom.

Hi, honey.

You want some tea?

Thanks.

Travis is settled
in at his hotel.

He says good-bye.

He could have stayed
here with us.

Yeah, I, I kept
telling him that,

but his plane leaves
so early in the morning,

he didn't want
to disrupt anyone.

Oh.

It's nice to know one of
your friends is considerate.

(sighs)

Mom, Kelly explained
what happened.

Dylan came in,

he saw her and Brandon
kissing, and...

he kind of blew up.

I see. So, uh, Kelly can't
control her impulses,

and her ex-boyfriend,

who is a bad drunk,
can't control himself.

Mom, I'm so sorry.

I had no idea
this was going to happen.

These people were our guests.

Their behavior reflects
on all of us.

I want to tell you
something my mother told me.

It might sound
quaint, but...

it's helped me
through the years.

Always remember who you are
and what you represent.

I'll try.

I mean, what may have been
acceptable when you were 14

just isn't going
to work anymore.

But I, I didn't do
anything wrong.

Let's talk about it
tomorrow, all right?

What?

What did I do wrong?

Well, you made quite
a spectacle of yourself

dancing with that basketball
player. Don't you think?

Mom, D'Shawn has been a
very good friend to me.

In fact, he's practically the
only friend I made last year.

I understand that.

All I'm saying is,
you need to be realistic.

People talk.

Well, I'm sorry,
but if the sight

of me dancing with a black man
offends someone,

then that's their problem.

No, sweetheart,
that's our problem, too.

The world we live in
may be flawed,

but if you want to be an adult,

and you want to be formally
introduced to society,

you just can't be naive.

Can we at least
agree on that?

Yeah, if you say so.

Good.

Then, let's just put
tonight behind us, huh?

We've got a full
fall season ahead.

Dylan, open the door.

(insistent knocking)

(sighs)
Hi, how are you?

What's going on?

Technically,

I think they call it
a "relapse."

But it's expected, so I wouldn't
worry about it if I were you.

You know what that stuff
does to you.

At the risk
of sounding glib, Kel,

that's why I drink.

I hate to see you like this.

Put some clothes on.

We'll go get some coffee
and talk.

Um, Eberlee...

this is Kelly.

EBERLEE:
You didn't tell me
you were married.

We're not.

She just stopped by,
you know, for what?

Coffee? To talk?

What were we doing?

What was that called?

Body shots.

Yeah, "body shots."

First, the salt.

(giggles)

Mmm.

Are we even yet?

(lips smacking)

Ooh.

I can't believe I came here
to apologize to you.

Mnh-mnh.

Not after two years
of psych class, Kel.

You can't expect me to believe
you came to some guy's house

at 2:00 in the morning
to apologize.

It's over.

It's so over.

(door slams)

So what'd you come here for?!

(doorbell chimes)

CINDY:
Valerie!

Steve's here!

Even my father was
shocked to see Dylan

swilling wine out
of the bottle.

Mrs. Martin, she practically
had herself a heart attack.

I can't believe Brandon
didn't mention any of this.

Hey! What didn't Brandon
mention?

Oh, the incredible ruckus

at the benefit.
And on a school night no less.

So Steve, you ready?

Ready, willing and able.
Okay.

CINDY:
Good luck, you two.

Oh, and I'll be on campus
if you need a ride back.

Actually, I was hoping
you'd consider me

your own personal chauffeur.

Just what a girl
needs in Beverly Hills,

her own car and driver.

And Brandon can always
be there for you in a pinch.

Where is Brandon anyway?
Oh, uh,

he got a call
from Kelly and took off.

I assume he is with her.

(sighs)

Wake up, McKay.

Dylan, wake up.

How'd you get in?

Door was open.

Someone left you
a fan letter.

Put some clothes on,
I'll be outside.

Nice mess you've made here.

Nobody's asking you to stay.

Look, Dylan, you can drink
all you want,

you can pull whatever
self-destructive trip you want,

but you can't treat Kelly
like you did last night.

Whatever problem you've got
with her and me, get over it.

Okay, put something in writing,
I'll sign it.

I'm gonna go back to bed.

No, no, no, hey--
we're gonna clear this up.

Okay, clear this up for me.

What'd you come
over here for the other day?

You didn't even have the guts
to tell me the truth.

You were drinking.

Yeah. You still lied to me.

I was trying to make things
easier on you,

but, okay...

I was wrong.

Thank you, Brandon.

Look,

if you've got a problem
with me, that's fine.

But Kelly only came over here
because she cares about you.

You owe her an apology.

If you need any
extra diapers,

there should be some more
in the side pocket

with the rattle
and the pacifier.

Great, thanks.

Oh, and also, this morning
she had a little mucous,

but the nurse at the health
center said it was clear,

so it shouldn't be a problem.

Good, that just
about does it, then.

Great, um, I'll be
back really soon.

I pre-registered
for most of my classes.

You do what you have to do.

We'll be right here taking
good care of little Anna.

It's Hannah.

Excuse me?

With an "H."
I'm sorry.

Let me change
the card right now.

Hannah Vasquez.

That's Hannah Zuckerman Vasquez,
with a "Z."

I'll have to get another card.

I'll wait.

How's everything
going, Andrea?

Not too many first-day
jitters, I hope.

No. We're doing great.

Hmm, don't worry.

Babies thrive
in this program.

Before you know it,
she'll be crawling

and walking
and talking up a storm.

After a while, you'll
hardly recognize her.

She'll be so big.

Isn't she adorable?

(knocking at door)

Hi.
Hi.

How are you doing?

Better than last night.

Um, is Kelly here?

No. Actually I was
looking for her myself.

Her stuff's gone;
she must've already

headed off to registration.

Come in.

I, uh, I came
to talk to Kel.

Since she's not here,
I guess I can start with you.

Look, you don't owe
me any apologies.

I know what it's like to see
someone you care about

with someone else.

Actually, I felt
pretty bad for you.

I don't think
your mother felt so bad.

Yeah, well, my mother and I

don't feel the same way about
a lot of things these days.

Donna, you're not your mother.

I know.

I just wish I had
found that out sooner.

I was kind of counting
on hiding out

on her party circuit,
and now I can't.

Dylan, it's still
so hard to see David.

You know, I thought it
would stop, but it hasn't.

And I just-- I feel like
I have no place else to go.

I'm sorry.

Hey, what are you
sorry for? Come on.

I just... I should have
done something different.

I just-- I go over it
and over it.

You could have done
everything perfect,

and David would
still have ended up

in the back of that
car with that girl.

I just don't know
if I can go back to school,

knowing David's
going to be there.

What are you talking about?
David Silver?

Skinny David Silver?

I mean, one guy on
a campus of what, 14,000?

I know. It sounds crazy.

I'll tell you what sounds crazy.

A girl like you being
here all by yourself.

Your friends are
somewhere else.

Will you come
to registration with me?

I mean...

maybe if we face him
together.

Please?

I'll meet you there.

Okay.

So are you ready for this?

I liked the summer.

It was quiet and warm,
and just us.

Well, this is nice, too.

You know, with Dylan
falling off the wagon

and blowing off
college, per usual,

I feel disgustingly wholesome.

You don't know how
attractive that is.

Feel free to tell
me any time.

Well, it's nice to see
familiar faces.

Clare! What are you
doing here?

Uh, registering.

This wouldn't happen to have
anything to do with, uh...

No, it has nothing to do
with you.

(mumbling)

Unless of course
you're

the one that gave me
a full year of credit

for my AP classes.

You're a sophomore?

Just like you.

So what are you taking?

Well...

these look pretty good to me.

(groans):
I got Mr. Sass
for Psychology.

Lou?

What do you mean "Lou"?

What are you, on a first
name basis with him?

I don't know
where the class is.

Listen, I'll see you later.
Excuse me, is this

where you sign up to learn
how to write sleazy exposés?

It's called
investigative reporting.

They give Pulitzers
for this stuff.

I'll see you later.

So, Josh, how do you expect
to have time for the paper

with you and I running
the student government?

You're serious?

I was hoping
for a little more enthusiasm.

(flatly):
Rah.

Thanks.

Jesse, I just changed
my mind, that's all.

It-It's no big deal.
(Hannah cooing)

Can we talk about this
after school?

All right.

I have the same classes.

That's cool,
I'll call you later.

All right, bye.

Hello, David.

Hey, Donna.

Steve told me you were
taking the semester off.

Nope. Here I am.

So does that mean
you forgive me?

No.

It means it's a big campus.

You have a nice semester.

You, too.

So, is my old room
still available?

It's waiting for you.

I haven't changed anything

'cause I was hoping
you'd come back.

I know. I was there
this morning.

So was Dylan.

What was Dylan doing there?

He was looking for you.

To apologize.

It's a little late
for apologies.

Come on, Kelly.

He wants to come back,

start over with everyone.

He's meeting me here today
to register.

Just give him a chance.

(balls clacking)

(clacking)