All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S07E22 - A Ripe Young Age (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

You're not on
the list. Sorry.

Could you check
again, please?

Like it's going
to appear by magic?

Hey, what's the problem?

Hi, I'm Rob Andrews.

I'm supposed to be
meeting people here.

He says he's a member
of the Tarantino party.

But he's not on
the list, Valerie.

No, look, never mind.

I didn't want to come here
in the first place.

Thanks anyway.

Good night.

Uh, hey, Rob.

Listen, if you're supposed
to be meeting Quentin,

I could go ask him.

Thanks, but please don't.

This whole thing was
my manager's idea.

Let him figure out
why I didn't make it.

MAN:
Hey, Rob, over here.
Good night.

(people clamoring)

Um, excuse me, who is that?

PHOTOGRAPHER:
Rob Andrews.

VALERIE:
Yeah, I know his name.

Who is he?

He's coming out in
some hot new movie.

They say he's gonna
be the next James Dean.

Well, I must not have
a mom bone in my body

because I still think you panic.

No, I'm fine.

Great. Have fun.

I love you, too. Bye.

Hey.

Hey.

No, it's okay,
you don't have to run away.

Who said I was running away?

Just taking a quick nap?

Yeah.

Where are your parents?

My mom was supposed
to pick me up at the beach.

She never showed.

So you've been here
alone all night?

Hey, hey,

where do you live?

I'm not allowed to
talk to strangers.

Me, neither.

My name's Kelly.

What's your name?

Joey.

Are you hungry, Joey?

Yeah.
Well, why don't you

come on in, and I'll make you
something to eat.

Then you can call
home and tell them
where you are, okay?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What's the matter?

I just, I can't figure out

what I'm going to do
about your mother.

We're almost to
San Luis Obispo.

Why are you even talking
about my mother?

Because I know she hates me.

I just, I can't figure out
if it's because I'm crazy

or because I'm Jewish.

Why are you doing this
to yourself now?

It bugs me, okay?

And you're not doing
anything to help.

Me?
She's your mother.

David, look, even
if she loved you,

she's still gonna think we're
way too young to be so serious.

You're right. I'm sorry.

It's, it's just frustrating.

Well, at least my grandmother's
looking forward to meeting you.

(chuckles)

Yeah, that's because
she's your father's mother.

David.

How come I never
met her before?

I mean she's never come down
for holidays or anything.

Because when she lived in
Seattle, she wouldn't fly.

She, she won't even step foot
on an airplane.

At least now she's
in driving distance.

What about your grandfather?

You never talk
about him.

He was a pilot in World War II.

But he didn't make it.

That's probably why
she doesn't fly.

I don't know.

The whole subject is
some big family taboo.

Just don't bring it up, okay?

You don't have to ask me twice.

Believe me,
I need as many allies

in your family as I can get.

(sighs)

Bran, come on, before
breakfast gets cold.

Sorry man, I couldn't get off
the phone with Tracy.

I thought things were going
very well with you two.

Yeah, they are.
They're fine.

It's just, you know, she
thinks we're in a rut.

We do the same thing
every weekend, bro.

That's easy.

Do something different.

Thanks for the
advice, Steve.

Why did you make me breakfast?

Because I care.

You don't care that much.

What do you want?

(nervous chuckle)

Bran, it's Saturday, right?

The TV studio is empty, right?

Do you think I could get
the keys for a little bit?

What for?

I have a marketing project
I need a demo tape for.

I was just thinking it'll take
a few hours, come on.

I can't just hand you the keys
to the TV station.

We'll do it next week.
I'll help you.

Yeah, uh, it's due Monday.

Oh, man.

How-how's the omelet?

(sighs)

Fine. I'll help you,
but we have to be done by 7:00.

I got plans with Tracy.

No problem.

More juice, dear?

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Hi, um, do you remember me?

Yeah, sure, from
the club last night.

How'd you find me?

Well, a little perseverance
and a lot of know-how

and a couple of free passes
to my club for your desk clerk.

Wow. I didn't realize I was
worth that kind of effort.

Well, listen, I just wanted
to apologize for last night.

Why didn't you tell me
who you were?

I did.

Right, you did.

Listen, well, now you have
my personal invitation

to come to the club
any night of the week.

On the house.

Tell you the truth,

I really don't hang out
at clubs here much.

Yeah, well, me either.

You own one.

Well, that's no reason
to hang out there.

Um, listen, um, why don't we
meet tonight?

You know, somewhere else.

I'd really like
to make it up to you.

I'll tell you what,
I've got a better idea.

Have you ever been on a
motion picture dubbing stage?

No.

Neither was I till today.

You know, I'm halfway through
a looping session right now.

Why don't you come over here.

I think you might get
a kick out of it.

Sounds great.

I think we're ready for you.
Okay.

Um, uh, it's in Hollywood

on Cahuenga and Willoughby.
I'm on stage six.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

All right, I'll see you later.

Can I have some more?

That's all the cereal we have,
but I could make you some eggs.

Hey, why don't you try
calling your mom again.

Nah, I'm almost 12.
She trusts me.

I'll talk to her later.

Well, from what I know about
moms, they're big on worrying.

She's used to it.

Well, I'm not.

So, why don't you
give it another try?

Hey.

Hi.

Is that a little boy?

KELLY: Yeah, that's
a little boy.

Maybe a runaway.

His name is Joey.

And I have no idea
what to do with him.

Where'd you find him?

Sleeping on our deck.

Nobody home.

I'll try later.

Okay, great.

Um, this is
my roommate Clare.

Hi. It's nice to meet you.

Hi.

Kel, can I talk
to you for a sec?

Sure. One sec.

Call the police.

Are you going to?

Am I going to what?

Call the cops?

Joey, I don't really know

what else I'm supposed to do.

You can't, you can't!

If you do, you'll get
my mom in trouble.

Please, we've got
it all worked out.

She'll pick me up later.

I can't just let you leave.

Well, why don't you come
to the beach with me, then?

There's supposed to be
great waves today.

Where do you live, exactly?

L.A., like you.

I'd better go.

Okay, I'll go with you.

Your mom's probably out there
looking for you right now.

She could be.

Well...
Mm-hmm.

(doorbell chiming)

Oh, I'll get it.

Oh, no, no, no, no,
I'll get it.

It's my granddaughter.
Oh!

(chuckling):
Coming.

Oh, my darling, Donna!

I'm so glad to see you.

Oh, come on in.

What are you doing
with a cane?

Oh, it's nothing.

My arthritis is acting up
a little, that's all.

Sarah's been helping me.

And you didn't tell us,
Dad doesn't know.

Well, there's lots of things
I don't tell your father.

And even more
that I don't tell your mother.

Oh, I see you know
Donna's mother.

Yeah, I do.

I'm David Silver.

Oh, David, I'm so glad
to meet you, finally.

Yeah, nice to meet you,
too, Mrs. Martin.

Donna's been saying some
wonderful things about you.

I hope they're all true.

Well, I have my moments.

We all have had
our moments.

(laughs)

Well, now come on,
come in, sit down, sit down.

Tea is ready.

And I am teaching
Sarah to bake.

SARAH (laughing):
She sure is.

(laughter)

David, you know, you remind me
of someone I once knew.

I do?
Mm-hmm.

Who, Grandma?

Your grandfather.

Sarah, show them that
photograph, will you,

on the mantle?

You and the Captain, ma'am?

Uh-huh.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, I remember
this picture.

Wow, look at that.

Grandma, you're right.

I never thought of that.

BRANDON:
You think?
Yeah.

I don't know.

I say if anybody
looks like anybody,

Donna looks a lot like you.

DONNA:
Mm, I always have.

And I can't think of anyone
more beautiful to look like.

(chuckles)

Thank you, my darling.

David, um,

Donna tells me
that she loves you.

Do you love her?

Yeah, I do.

Good.

(oven bell dings)
Ah.

Mrs. Martin, the
cookies are ready.

All right, good.

Now, you guys just settle in.

And when I get back,

I've got a story to tell you

about Donna's grandfather
and me.

I hope you like gingersnaps.

(laughs)

I thought you said she didn't
like to talk about the past.

Well, I guess
I didn't know

as much about my family
as I thought I did.

Hmm.

Wait.

Don't...

ROB (as Cain):
Don't answer yet.

Don't let your father
come between us.

(steady beeping)

You know, I've always loved you.

(steady beeping)

You can answer now.

All right, great.

That's it, Rob.

I think we got it.

Um, you have a
guest back here.

Um, can I go back?

Yeah, just
walk around.
Okay.

Hi.

Valerie, I'm glad
you made it.

Yeah, me, too.

This is really interesting,
how they put a movie together.

Uh, yeah.

So, how about some lunch?

Sounds good.

Rob, just hang

for another minute, will you?

I want to make sure
we got it all.

Sure, man.

So, what is this movie?

Uh, it's called
Adam's Children.

Opens in
about a month.

Yeah, I've read about it.

Supposed to star
this amazing, young actor.

You know him?

I used to.

He was a carpenter,
not an actor.

You know, this is
my first film,

but the way everyone
in this town treats me,

you'd think I was
some kind of star.

Well, the paparazzi
seemed to know who you were.

Yeah, exactly.

I've only been
in town a few weeks.

How we doing, Chris?

That's a wrap, Rob.

Thanks a lot.

Sure, man.

So, you hungry?

Yeah.

I met your grandfather

at a USO dance
in Hollywood.

It was Saturday night,
December 6, 1941.

(big band jazz music playing)

(people chattering, laughing)

I guess you could
blame it on the times...

or the music or the way

he looked in his uniform.

But I guess it was
love at first sight.

And the next day,
the whole world changed forever.

December 7, 1941.

That-that was Pearl Harbor.

Mm-hmm.

But that night,
we danced until dawn.

(sighs)

And then within a week,
we were married.

You only knew him a week?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my parents were

terribly concerned.

Of course, in those days,
people did marry younger,

but they thought
we were caught up in a fever.

They did not approve.

Maybe they were right.

But we felt we didn't
have much time left.

Your parents didn't understand

the way you guys felt
about each other, did they?

No.

My daughter in law doesn't
approve of you, does she, David?

(sighs)

No, she doesn't.

You're sure this is the corner
where your mom meets you?

Yeah.

She's probably not coming.

Let's go back to the beach.

Joey, why don't you
tell me your address now?

What for?

My mom's not gonna be home.

She's probably at work.

Okay. Where
does she work?

I-I don't know.

It's a new place.

I forget.

Okay, let's go.

Where're you taking me?

Not to the police.

No, to the Peach Pit--

where I'm going to
buy you a milk shake

and you're going to start
telling me the truth.

No more stories.

Let's go.

You sound like a mom.

Don't tell my mom.

So we were working
as carpenters,

salvaging this big old
farmhouse outside Bloomington.

That's where Indiana
University is.

Then when they started filming,
we picked up work as extras.

I got along with the
director real good,

and he gave me a line.

Next thing you know,
the star winds up in rehab,

and the director
gives me the lead role.

Well, from what I'm seeing,
it seems like

you've been doing it
your whole life.

All you saw was one kiss.

That's all I needed to see.

So, what are you feeling
when you're kissing like that,

you know, with the cameras
and everything?

Uh, actually, I was
feeling pretty stupid.

Really?
Yeah.

The director told me
the best way to go about it was

to hear some music in my head
and just let myself go.

So I keep trying
to think of

something romantic, like, uh,
the theme from Romeo and Juliet,

but all I kept
hearing was

the theme from Love Boat.

Well, it worked.
Yeah, well,

Janette was really nice
to work with.

You know, they say that
amateurs can only do it once,

and professionals can do it
over and over again.

You're good.

You're aggressive.

Well, I'm just acting.

Yeah.

(chuckles)

(chuckles)

Oh, aren't those
photos wonderful?

(chuckles)

Of course, they're fragile.

They fade,
but my memories don't.

Was lunch
all right?

Oh, yeah, it was fine,
thank you.

Can we hear the rest
of the story now?

Well, John and I were
able to spend

just two months together
before he had to leave.

And that's a day
I'll never forget.

(jazz music playing)

♪ I love you... ♪

(sobs)

I don't want you to go.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

(sniffles)

I'll be back.

You'd better.

Because we'll be waiting.

We?

I'm having a baby.

(sobbing)

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I knew
you would have to leave.

And I thought it would hurt you.

Please don't
be angry.

No, no, no, no, no.

(sobbing)

How could I be?

That's the most wonderful news
I've ever heard.

This is to keep you safe.

(man talking indistinctly
over P.A.)

PORTER:
All aboard!
All aboard!

St. Louis, Chicago
and all points east.

(train whistle blows)
All aboard!

I love you.

Good-bye.

♪ Come rain ♪

♪ Or shine... ♪

He went away on that train,
and I never saw him again.

(music fades)

That's the last time
we kissed each other.

And to be honest
with you,

part of me knew it that day.

But, darling,
these are our letters.

Please take them, read them and
get to know your grandfather.

Grandma, are you sure?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.
(chuckles)

Now, will I see you tomorrow?

Yes, we got a motel room here.

Oh?

No, Grandma.

It's, um, it's not like that.

Oh.

Her mother's influence.

Tell me about it.

(Clare sighs,
lips sputtering)

This is the amazing
Sandershine?

Yeah.

Honey, doesn't even
have a label.

It does now.

Classy.
BRANDON:
Don't distract him.

We want to get finished
with this today.

What's this stuff?

Well, we kind of need something
to do the demonstration with.

Oh, good idea.

CLARE:
Yeah.

Got it from the
janitor's cabinet.

Bran, what do we do now?

I don't know, Steve.

This is your infomercial.

You do have a script, don't you?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
I just wrote one.

(chuckles)

Sandershine, huh?
Sandershine.

Sandershine is
a remarkable result

of a new discovery in wood
maintenance and restoration.

Available only through
our limited time offer,

Sandershine is a product

of an advanced carnauba formula

exclusively available
through our toll-free number.

(laughs)

What do you think?

I'll go get the
camera ready.

Bran, what do you think?

Brilliant, Steve.

Absolutely brilliant.

See?

I told you
I'm gonna ace this class.

And now,
an actor prepares.

So, you think he's gonna fail?

Miserably.

(slurping)

How's your shake?

Good.

You want another one?

Yeah.

Okay, just as soon as you
tell me why you ran away.

I told you
I didn't run away.

See, this is the part

where you start
telling me the truth.

Okay, but you promise
not to tell the cops.

Promise.

Okay,

I did run away,
and I'm never going back.

Why?

Was somebody hurting you?

No way.

I'm born to surf.

Life's a beach, right?

Uh, could I have a quarter
for the jukebox?

Sure.

But we're not done talking.

I know.

Oops, sorry.

Uh, little young for you,
don't you think, Kel?

Friend of yours?

Uh, hardly. She's
the kind of woman

you gotta watch out
for in this town.

Oh, what kind is that?

Mm, blonde, sweet smile,
fangs well-hidden.

NAT:
Hi, Val.

Hey, Nat, I want you
to meet somebody.

This is Rob Andrews
and this is Nat Bussichio.

Nice to meet you.
Hi.

He's got a big movie
coming out soon.

Really? Good luck, pal.

Thanks.
Listen, can we get
a couple of coffees?

Sure. You got it.
Great. Thanks.

We'll sit here and then I'll
show you the club afterwards.

Okay, let's look
at that book.

Right.

All right.

I'm really getting tired
of that hotel.

Well, we'll find you
something.

Where's Toluca Lake?

Uh, not for a single guy.

You should be
in the canyons.

And why is that?

Well, uh, greenery,

that country-funky feel and
you're still close to town.

You could have a house.

With a garage?

You could have a two-car
garage if you wanted to.

It's not for my car.
It's for my tools.

And I'd love to get a porch.

Watch the sun go down.

Well, I'd like nothing more

than to help you find
your first L.A. home.

Look at this.
Wait. Come here.

It's a picture of my
grandfather and his crew.

(both chuckle)

Oh. And look here.

Here's a picture
of my dad as a baby.

It's in this letter

that my grandmother
sent my grandfather.

"My darling John,

"The war brought us together
and the war keeps us apart.

"Everyone is being so kind.

"Your parents and my parents
are all taking care of us.

"Your son is beautiful
and happy.

"Together we wait
for your return.

All of our love flies
with you."

(airplane roars overhead,
men shouting indistinctly)

MAN:
All right,
let's go, flyboys!

There's a briefing
in five minutes.

On the double.
Let's go!

MAN 2:
Yes, sir.

MAN 3:
Let's go! You're going to be
late! Gotta make the briefing.

(plane engines idling)

They sure had
to grow up fast.

Yeah.

What's that?

Uh, it's a letter from
your grandfather's copilot.

Oh, will you read it?

(clears throat)
"Dear Mrs. Martin,

"It is with great sadness
that I write to you

"of the incidents
of April 4, 1943.

"I feel compelled to tell you,

"for without the courage
and final sacrifice

"of Captain John Martin,

"neither myself nor any of the
crew would be alive today.

"Although it can be
of little solace to you now,

your husband died a hero."

You want me to stop?

No, I want to hear it.

"We were over Antwerp,

"and a burst of flack shattered
our cockpit,

"severely wounding John and me
and crippling the plane.

"But he flew us back to England.

"When they pulled us
from the plane, John was dead.

"I still do not know to this day
how he did it.

"I only know they found your
cross held tightly in his fist.

Yours in eternal respect,
Lieutenant Ralph Hurzack."

(water running)

Are you okay in there?

You need anything?

JOEY:
I'm okay.

Great shower.

Take your time.

Don't forget
to wash behind your ears.

BRANDON:
All right, Steve, Clare,
let's try one for real.

You're on in three, two...

STEVE:
Ah! (laughs) Hello!

I'm Steve Sanders.

You know,
as a successful student,

I realize the importance of
proper study tool maintenance.

And nothing is more important
than that bedrock of learning--

your desk.

Now, if your desk is made
out of wood, metal,

or some space-age plastic,

it doesn't matter.

If it gets dirty, your papers
will get dirty, too.

Clarette?

That's not the way
we rehearsed it.

Just go with it.
I'm on a roll.

Clarette?

Oui, monsieur?

Ooh, I love
when you speak French.

Nice touch.

Oh, God.

Now Clarette has prepared
some desk mess for us.

Does that look familiar?

How many times
have you tried

to hand in one of those?

That's why I invented
Sandershine.

I wanted something fast,

and I wanted something easy.

That's it.
Out of here.

Okay, okay, okay, I'll give you
a different reading.

We can cut that out,
right, Bran?

Yep.
STEVE: Okay, ready?

Now let's see
how Sandershine works.

I tried to tell you.

Oh, it's not so bad.

We'll be out
of here soon.
I hope so.

I don't want to be in the
Sanderzone all night.

It's not so bad.

Usually I'm out there on camera.

I never get to be in here
with you.

It's kind of cozy.

CLARE:
It takes just a matter
of minutes...

Mm-hmm.

STEVE:
Now let's see Sandershine
at work, all right?

Very good.
Isn't she lovely, folks?

Hmm.

(grunting):
Okay.

(Steve chuckling)

(grunting with exertion)

Uh, Mr. Sanders,

I think we have a problem.

Hmm. What's the matter?

Cleaning too fast, Clarette?

(chuckles)
I don't think this
is furniture polish.

Of course not.
It's Sandershine!

(laughs)

Steve, the rag is stuck
to the desk.

My hand is stuck
to the rag.

Cut. Cut.

Clare, what happened?
You ruined the take!

I'm stuck!

I don't get it, okay?

This is cleaner,
not adhesive.

Yeah, it is cleaner.

I just added some stuff
from the janitor closet

so it would look good
from the camera.

What do you mean
you added stuff?

What did you add?

Just some stuff.

Prop people do it all the time.

Steve, you made glue!

Cut.

STEVE:
Cut. Cut.

Brandon,
the red light's still on. Cut.

CLARE:
What a joke.

Cut...
What the...

Hello, mission control,
we have a problem.

(groans)

(dog barking in distance,
crickets chirping)

"Dear Celia.

"It looks like maybe I'll get
out of this war alive.

"Tomorrow I fly my last mission

"and I'll be coming home
to you and Johnny.

I've been thinking lately,
about our wedding night.

I remember the champagne and
undressing you by the fire.

"I remember the first time
we made love.

"And that night I sat up all
night and watched you sleep.

I knew then that despite the
fact that everyone thought

we were crazy,
we knew we weren't.

Please, Celia, if something
should happen to me,

I want you to go on
with your life.

Find a husband and a father
for our son.

Good night, my love.
Sleep well.

I love you. John.

JOEY:
Hey, this is fun--

watching a movie
and having a midnight snack.

So, uh, maybe tomorrow
we can hit the surf.

I'm not so sure
about that.

Why, have you got
a date or something?

No.
I'll be quiet.

You won't even notice
me tagging along.

I don't have a date or anything,
believe me.

But you must have a boyfriend.

A husband?

Nope.

But you're so
pretty, and nice.

Don't you want to have kids?

Get back to me
in a couple years on that one.

That's right,
because you have me.

Joey, you can't stay here.

I can't take care of you.

Yes, you can.

Kelly, you'd make
a great mom.

I-I'd be real good.

(knock at door)

Hi. Are you Kelly Taylor?

Yes.

I'm Chuck Grant.

I'm from L.A. County
Social Services.

This is Officer Surjik.

Sorry we're so late--
we had an emergency.

He's eating right now.

I feel really bad about this.
Yeah.

Let me assure you, though,
you did the right thing.

Hundreds of kids
just like him

find their way
here every month.

I'm sure he's just confused.

We'll find
his parents.

In the majority
of these cases,

everything turns out just fine.

I hope so.

Come on in.

Joey...

this is Mr. Grant
and Officer Surjik.

They're from
County Social Services.

Hi, Joey.

They're gonna help you
find your parents.

What?!
I didn't know

what else to do, Joey.

You liar!

You're a liar!

KELLY:
Joey...

You're not
my friend!

Yes, I am.

I could've stayed here.

I would've been good.

You'll see--
this is for the best.

No, it's not.

I hate you.

I hate you!

GRANT:
Joey,

I'm gonna take care of you.

It's gonna be all right,
okay?

Come on let's go.
Come on.

Watch this.

STEVE:
You've been waiting
years for it,

and now, now it's here!

You know how disappointing
conventional glue can be.

When you need something to
stick, really stick, you need...

(imitates fanfare):
♪ Nyah, ha-ha-ha! ♪

Sanderstick!

Available for the first time

through this special
television offer.

It's the amazing
new Sanderstick.

It takes a licking
and keeps on sticking.

(crazed laughter)

Is that Sanderstick
or Sanderschtick?

Dude, this is really bad.

Give it a chance, will you?

Repairs leather, glue,
glass, china,

plastic, wood, even human flesh.

Flesh, even!

Sanderstick sticks
to everything,

and it sticks
and sticks and... sticks.

Yeah, until you add hot water.

Nothing else will do,
you'll need the new glue,

the one that does the trick,

the amazing new Sanderstick.

What do you think? Huh?

Uh, C.

Maybe a C-minus.

Those are passing grades;
I'll take those.

What do you think, baby?

Uh, I'd give you an A.

For effort. Come on.

Let's go celebrate.
Cool. Bye.

Well...

here we are, Sunday afternoon,
I'm all yours.

What do you want to do?

(door closes)

Well, there is
something I want to do,

but I don't know if
you'd be into it.

It's... kind of
my fantasy.

A fantasy?

What is it?

Why don't we just...
swing by the TV station?

The TV station?
What's at the TV station?

We could finish off
what we started yesterday

in the control booth.

Finished what
we started yesterday.

We're coming back in three, two,

one.
(laughs)

(sighs):
Well...

it needs a lot of work.

Yeah.

It's okay--
I like to work.

Well, we can find
something else.

Nah, this is perfect.

This place'll
keep me busy.

(laughs):
Well, that doesn't
sound like much fun.

Why don't we go back
up to that store

and, uh, get a
bottle of wine

and drink a toast
to my new digs.

Well, that sounds great,
but I thought you had

a meeting with
your manager at 6:00.

Ah, that's nothing.
I'll cancel.

Let's sit.

(sighs):
He wants to drag me

to some restaurant
so we can schmooze tonight.

I hate schmoozing.

Well, I still think you
should go to the meeting.

You're not gonna be a good
influence on me, are you?

Well, that depends
on what you consider good.

Valerie?

What is it?

It's been tough
on me being here.

It's not my kind of place.

It's not my
kind of people.

Everybody seems to want
something from me.

I really could use
someone I can trust.

You can trust me.

(doorbell chimes)

(door opens)
DONNA:
Good morning, Grandma.

Ah, hello,
my darlings.

I'm so glad you're here.

Just, uh, just put the things
over there on the table.

Well...

did you, uh...

well, did you read the letters?
DONNA:
Yes.

They were so beautiful.

I just can't imagine
the way things were.

You went through
so much so young.

Well, times change.

But love doesn't;
it's always unpredictable.

(chuckles):
It seldom,

uh, obeys our expectations.

Or our parents' expectations.

That's why you told us
this story, isn't it?

(chuckles):
Yes,

it is-- but if you tell Felice,
I'll have to deny it.

I'm so glad you told us.

So am I.

You know, people
have felt sorry for me

because I... I was alone,

but I've never
felt sorry.

John left me a love that
has sustained me a lifetime.

Not one day goes by that
I don't think about him.

And, darling,

that cross you wear,

that was your
grandfather's cross.

This cross that you gave me

for my confirmation?
Yes.

Mom never told me.
(chuckles)

She didn't know.

I hope it gives you
the same courage.

It already has.

Thanks for everything,
Mrs. Martin.

Oh, well, are-are
you sure you,

uh, don't want to stay
for some tea?

No, we have to get going.

Thanks, Grandma, this
has been such an amazing trip.

Oh, my darling,
I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

Bye-bye, my dear.
Oh... take care.

Do come again soon,
now, won't you?

Thank you.
Ah, David.

Nice to meet you.
Bye.

Bye-bye, my darling.

(sighs)

You know, when
I got this cross,

I thought it was a reminder
to be a good girl,

respect my parents,
do all the right things.

(sighs)

And now?

And now...

maybe I realize
that it's up to me

to decide what those
right things are.

That's what she
was telling me.

Loud and clear.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Good-bye, darling.

Bye, Grandma.

(knock at door)

(seagulls calling)

(door opens)
Hello, Miss Taylor.
Chuck Grant.

We met last night.

Come on in.

Is everything okay?
We were wondering

if you could help us out
with some more information.

Sure.

Anything on any
of Joey's family?

Names? People in L.A.
he might contact?

I told you,
I think he's from Phoenix.

We checked Phoenix.

There are no boys missing
who fit his description.

Oh, that's strange.

What about the bus ticket?

Might've been
changing buses.

Did he say why he chose L.A.?

He likes to think he's a surfer.

(laughs):
He wouldn't talk
to you at all?

We, uh, really never had the
chance to get into it with him.

Why not?

Kelly, Joey ran away
from the shelter this morning.

What?

How could you let that happen?

It's not a jail.

He just slipped away.

Believe me,
we all feel terrible.

You should!

He could be in trouble now.
I know.

But we think there's a chance
he might come back here.

Why is that?

He trusts you.

He did until
I turned him in to you.

Now he's got nowhere to go.

I can't believe this.

He probably
would have been better off

if I just let him stay here.

I'm sorry.

Just call us if he tries
to contact you or comes back,

and I'll do
the same for you.

Please?

Fine.

Look, I know how
you must feel,

but you did the right thing.

Fine.