All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S10E19 - I Will Be Your Father Figure (480p DVD x265 Panda)

Dr. Esterman to Radiology,
Dr. Mark Esterman

to Radiology.

Hello.

David, hi. It's me.

What's up? You okay?

Noah's hurt. I'm calling you
from the emergency room.

What's going... what's going on?

It's Donna. Noah's
in the hospital.

Is that Camille?

Yeah. What's going on with Noah?

Well, I ignored his calls
like you told me to do,

and I guess he got
drunk and he broke in,

and we all thought
he was a burglar, and...

- and Matt went after him.
- You're kidding.

So far, he has a concussion
and some bruised ribs.

We're waiting for some
tests, but if they're clear,

I'm just gonna take
him back to my place.

No, Donna, if the guy
broke into your house

'cause he couldn't get you on
the phone, you need some space.

David, I don't need your
second-guessing right now.

I just called because
you're his roommate.

I thought you might
worry about him.

Uh, I'll... I got to go.

The CAT scan came back fine.

No cranial bleeding.

He may experience some nausea

over the next eight hours,

and breathing won't tickle.

Just keep an eye on him.

Thanks.

I, uh, was just calling David.

I told him we'll be taking
care of Noah for a few days.

We are?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, uh, I'm
gonna go get the car.

Okay.

Matt feels... awful.

Well, he shouldn't.

I guess you're right.

Look, I know on principle you
could do without Noah around.

Right again.

But he needs a friend.

How are you guys
supposed to get past things

if he is sleeping

on our couch?

Kel, David already
gave me the lecture,

and I appreciate your concern,

but no one has anything to
worry about, especially me.

All right.

I'll hold you to that.

I'll hold myself
to that. Thanks.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ I know that you see me, girl ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Mmm, mmm, mmm ♪

♪ But you don't know
what I keep inside ♪

♪ What I need to say ♪

♪ For here I am ♪

♪ Alone in the dark ♪

♪ Waiting for love to start ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

♪ One heart giving
love won't make a light ♪

♪ Two hearts giving
love can shine ♪

♪ Lead the way,
turn night to day ♪

♪ And you can change my world ♪

♪ One heart giving
love is still alone ♪

♪ Two hearts giving love... ♪

Hey.

- Hey.
- I tried to call,

but the operator said
your line was busy.

Yeah. Um, come here.

Look at this.

What is all this?

Well, it's detective work.

Steve and I have
been online all night

trying to get the phone numbers
of the people on this list here.

Dylan, your dad's
name wasn't on that list.

No, Jack McKay isn't,
but, uh, Eddie Waitkus...

That's the name of a guy in a
story my dad used to tell me,

and it's no coincidence.

If he's alive, that's
the name he's using.

- What did you find out?
- Not much.

The people on the plane,
they don't remember him.

What can I do? How can I help?

I don't know that you can.

I'm beginning to think

that somebody or something

does not want this little
family reunion to take place.

- We can go back to the FBI.
- Oh, why?

They lied to me once;
their story isn't changing.

I mean, what... what if...

what if he's trying to
send me a message,

and this is as
close as he can get?

Have you tried the flight
crew? Maybe they would be

more apt to remember someone.

Yeah.

Directory assistance.

Yeah, give me, uh,
World Continental Airlines.

Hey.

Be careful.

Oh, man, I smell
your burnt toast.

Hey, I tried to scrape
most of the black stuff off.

It's okay, I kind of

acquired a taste
for it over the years.

Oh, man, Kelly and
Matt must hate me.

Matt feels very guilty.

And... Kelly's just
Kelly... She'll cool down.

Aren't you hungry?

- No, uh-uh.
- Oh, you should try

to eat a little bit.

Your ribs could be
sore for a couple days.

All right.

Wait, wait.

Okay.

Just a small bite.

There.

Oh, man, I don't
know what hurts worse,

my ribs or watching you
take care of me like this.

I want to.

Besides, I have Camille
covering the store,

so I have plenty of
time on my hands.

Another bite?

No, I'm okay. Thanks.

Look, I'm sorry
about last night.

I guess I had to see you.

Why?

Who knows?

I was drunk.

Noah, you have
to get back into AA.

I'm serious.

Noah, you-you...

promise and you promise,

then somehow you always
find reasons to fall short.

You do it again,
you're on your own.

Steve-o, you
ready for spr... Oh.

God, I'm sorry.

I thought you were
Steve. I'm Ryan.

Hi. I'm Janet.

Hey, well, it's good
to finally meet you.

- You, too.
- Uh, the front door was locked,

so I thought I'd come
around and surprise him.

Oh, well, you got me instead.

Um, he's at the
office, but he'll be back

in a couple of minutes.

Wow.

This is realism defined.

I've never had a niece before.

You go away to
school for eight months,

and things kind of change, huh?

Yeah.

So, um...

how do you like Amherst?

Because I actually
thought about going there.

Fine. It's kind of arctic.

So, uh, what's on the
agenda for the week?

Well, we were so
excited about you coming

into town, we thought about
taking a couple days off.

So I thought we would

go to the Getty, and then
maybe hit the beach...

- Ryan! Hey, Mr. Premed!
- Steve-o!

Buddy!

Ha-ha-ha!

Oh! This is my little brother.

Hey.

You look great.

You are, uh, starting
to look like Dad.

Hey, that's grounds
for a crotch fire, pal.

Not unless you want
a tornado twister!

Not a chance! Oh,
it's a brother thing.

Right, I'm sure it is.

I was just telling Ryan about
our plans for the week. So...

- Yeah!
- Yeah, well, you see,

I'm-I'm... I'm all
about partying.

All about partying...
I mean, I want to go

to SkyBar, Barfly,
360, Dresden Room,

Liquid Kitty, After
Dark, Dublin's.

Bar Marmont. You
got the Union, the Gate.

How about those,
man? Don't miss out.

That's a lot of bars.

We're so there.

Right on, pal.

I am so happy

to stay home with Maddy,

so you guys just go ahead
and have a good time.

Honey, you're the best.

Head butt!

Psych! Come on, man!

I can assure you, Mrs. Sasadu,
I've handled cases like this.

I'm talking six figures.
How about that?

- No, not for six figures.
- Thank you.

Hello? Hello?

Unbelievable.

I've made 20 cold
calls this morning

trying to get new clients.

One lady said my
voice sounds too young.

Another guy says,
"You're not shark enough."

This other guy says, "Uh,
what's your name again?"

I say, "Matt Durning."
He says, "Oh, yeah?

Well, I don't trust
guys named Matt."

Hangs up on me.
Can you believe that?

Hung up on me.

At this point, I'm
considering hari-kari.

I think that pencil's
sharp enough.

Huh?

Oh.

Yeah, I guess it is.

So anyway, what's up with you?

Oh... nothing.

Tell me again why I quit my job.

I mean, I know it was
right that I left Pia, but...

But-but-but it is lunchtime,

and you realized you
have nowhere to be.

Nobody needs you
back for anything.

Believe me, I feel the
same way, and I'm sitting

in my own office.

- That's so comforting. Thanks.
- Yeah.

Well, listen to me.

You were good at PR.

Have you given any more
thought to opening your own firm?

Mmm, not today.

I was with Dylan; all my
mental energy is zapped.

Yeah.

Um, so how is he doing?

Okay, for a guy who
thinks his dead father

- is alive.
- What?

There's no solid
proof, but I believe him.

- Okay.
- Jack, Dylan's dad,

- Yeah.
- Used an alias to fly from Phoenix to L.A.

- Okay.
- Dylan recognized the name.

I guess he took one of those

commuter flights that
flies back and forth, like,

- four times a day.
- Right.

So we're gonna go
to the airport tonight

and talk to the flight crew.

Wait. Wait, wait,
wait, wait, hold on.

Okay, now, if this is true... If
Jack McKay did fake his death

and he's running
from some people,

don't you think
blowing his cover

could cause some
serious problems?

Dylan's life derailed
when he lost his father.

You weren't there.

You have no idea
what this means to him.

Well, you could
probably use some help.

I'm not gonna twist
your arm or anything.

Well, you don't have to, okay?

- I'm in.
- Good.

All right.

Uh-oh. I'm dating a stacker.

The plates.

When you stack them like
that, both sides get dirty.

Uh-oh. I'm dating a compulsive,

yet very attractive freak.

Hello.

Hey. Sorry I snapped

at you last night, but
Sleepaway Camp is on.

Hmm. Apology accepted.

Is Noah still there?

Yeah. He's in bed,
and I'm on the couch.

I got to go.

Bye.

That was Donna.

We usually call each other

whenever there's a
good horror flick on.

You guys are like
my grandparents.

Bicker, make up, repeat.

Kind of feels like we've
known each other that long.

Not Sleepaway Camp. It's
Slumber Party Massacre.

So much better.

Get out of here. All right.

Uh, we got to go
look for the remote.

Passengers
arriving on flight 781

may be met at gate
22 or on the lower level.

See what you can
find out from them.

- All right.
- Yeah.

Uh, excuse me.

He's a business associate.

We're supposed to be
meeting in town for a convention.

Try baggage claim, lower level.

Uh, hi. Excuse me. Excuse me.

My name's, uh,

Dick Milsaps. I work
over at, uh, Coastal

Auto Leasing on Concourse B.

Uh, we had a mix-up

with one of our
passengers... Eddie Waitkus.

I was wondering if...

Do you know if
Mr. Waitkus is on the flight?

The flight was completely full.

I barely remember my name.

Yeah. I-I... I know
it's like that sometime.

He's a real big VIP with us.

Is there anybody
else that I could ask?

You could check with
Cathy, the first class attendant.

Cathy, this gentleman
has a question.

Howdy. I'm, uh, Dick Milsaps.

I work at Coastal Auto Leasings.

I-I just wanted to know...

Uh, was there a passenger
named Eddie Waitkus

- on your flight?
- Sorry. He wasn't on

- this flight.
- Well, you know,

our, uh, computers
broke down at work,

and I need to inform Mr. Waitkus

of a change of arrangements
that we've made for him.

And I was wondering,
do you have a, uh...

a contact number of any kind?

Mmm. Mr. Milsaps,
I can't release that.

Well...

there goes my job, then.

All right, look,

I've heard him say
he lives in Tolleson,

just outside Phoenix.

But you didn't hear it from me.

Oh, you're-you're...
you're an angel.

Any luck?

Anyone up for a trip
to Tolleson, Arizona?

Rise and shine.

- Darling?
- Huh?

- Hi.
- Hi, honey.

Even though I know

you came in at
the crack of dawn...

And I know this because

I heard you warn your
brother not to wake up

the old ball and chain
'cause she'd freak.

- Oh, boy.
- Yeah.

Um, you have to get up.

You have a meeting

with the Sasquatch Watch
Group in about an hour.

Can't you go, honey?

Some people are
trying to sleep here.

Okay? Thank you.

No. I have to color proof.

And remember, we're
taking the day off tomorrow

for quality family time.

- Yeah.
- Mmm.

What is this?

What happened?

It was dark. I tripped.

I...

I always thought that
thing was ugly anyway.

- Steve?
- What?

A word.

Ow! Ow! Ow! Honey! Honey!

Oh. Oh.

Ow! Ow!

Ouch! Ow!

Stop showing off.

I'm not showing off.

Why is Ryan staying with us
and not at your dad's place?

- Because Rush is out of town.
- Try again.

Because he wanted to spend
time with his older brother.

Exactly.

Do you see how he constantly

mimics you, and he's always

trying to get your attention?

No way. Ryan is the,

uh... the brain of the family.

But you're the one with
the legendary reputation,

and maybe he's just
trying to live up to it.

Well, I'm-I'm glad he's
coming out of his shell.

You know what? Us Sanders men...

We stir up a little trouble
every once in a while.

We can't help it.
It's our birthright.

Yeah, but you've
been really lucky.

Every time you or your
antics got out of control,

there was always somebody
there to reel you back in.

For years, it was Brandon
Walsh. Now it's my full-time job.

Well, who does Ryan have?

- Me, I guess.
- Then, be that guy.

Don't boss him
around or anything,

but just give him a
little guidance, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Ryan, a little hungover?

Yeah. Yeah, a little bit.

Okay.

Bloody Marys coming up, then.

Great. I'm pouring.

Clothesline.

Oh.

Weather for the Southland.

Look for mostly
cloudy skies early

with a chance of light showers.

Highs are gonna
be up in the 70s.

Tonight, clearing with lows
in the 60s, 50s at the beaches.

It's gonna be mostly
sunny for the weekend...

- Hey.
- Hey.

Look at this
place. It's spotless.

Yeah, I'm pretty slow,
but I'm quite effective.

You know the doctor
said you're not supposed

- to move around a lot.
- I know.

I know. I just
wanted to help out.

Well, thank you.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Yeah, you look a little tired.

Oh, really?

Maybe I'm just catching
a cold or something.

I don't know.

Couple weeks ago,
thought I was gonna die.

I really did.

All I could think about was you.

We've been through a lot.

Yeah, we have.

If we had another chance,
I'd do a lot of things differently.

Especially the end.

Noah.

What?

I know what you're feeling.

I feel lonely all the time.

Then, why can't we
just sit here and...?

Because we can't.

Because after we broke up,

you were out partying
and drinking all night long.

I wasn't.

I was dealing with it.

And it was sad,

and it hurt... a lot.

But I got over it.

And now that you're sober,

you're just finally feeling it.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna call a cab
and get out of your way.

I'm sorry.

Directory Assistance.

Yeah, can I have the number of
"Got to Go" Cab Company, please?

Yes, sir.

Just a minute, please.

Okay.

What is taking Kelly so long?

You want me to go get her?

No, not yet.

It's just a waste of time.

I mean, you blew off a
day's work, we jumped

on a plane and flew here

just because some
stewardess mentions it.

Now Kelly's in there pretending
to be related to my dad.

Why? So she can find
out his home address.

For what?

What's with the 180?

What? He couldn't pick
up a phone just one time?

Not if people wanted him dead.

- I don't think so.
- I could have

helped him hide, you know?

I mean, I would have
given him money.

It's his money.

Worked like a charm.

Bernie was more than happy

to give Mrs. Eddie Waitkus

a copy of her billing statement.

"E. Waitkus.

11 Peachtree Road."

Come on, let's go.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I thought you were
gonna cook for me tonight.

Yeah.

Well, that was a blatant lie.

Oh.

See, I want to save
my energy for the long,

drawn-out seduction I
have planned for later.

Oh, yeah? Who's the lucky girl?

I'm taking volunteers.

Oh, I will.

So, how's your day?

Um, a little off, actually.

Yeah?

I screwed up things with Donna.

Yeah? What happened?

I got on this weird rant

about how perfect
my life is right now.

And as the words were
coming out of my mouth,

I realized that I've
basically stolen

everything from Donna's world.

Well, that's not true.

The store, her boyfriend.

Her ex-boyfriend.

Still.

Well, I feel bad.

I mean, things stink
for her right now,

and there I was rubbing my
happiness right in her face.

Camille, I think you're being
a little sensitive right now.

All right, Donna's not
that kind of person.

Believe me, I know.

She's my best friend.

I'm still getting
used to the idea

that your best friend
is not only a woman,

but an ex-girlfriend.

I just feel

like our relationship is trying
to grow in its giant shadow.

I can't just drop her.

David, no, I would
never ask you to do that.

I was hoping for a little
distance sometimes.

I'm glad you said something.

Thank you.

Hmm.

It's probably Donna
with a movie update.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

No, I'll let my
voice mail get it.

It's David.

Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Uh, just give me a call.

Bye.

You know, Matt's a good guy.

He, uh... he didn't
have to pretend

like he had work
back at the motel.

Yeah, he didn't think
you'd want an entourage.

Life on the run
seems pretty idyllic.

We've been sitting
here for hours.

- Yeah.
- Maybe this is a fake address, too.

What should we do?

Dylan, go to him.

- Come on.
- Daddy!

All right, buddy.
How you doing? Huh?

Are you going to go to him?

There's no place for me here.

I'm... so sorry.

Well, you should be.

I fell asleep with the phone
under me and woke up

with "♪69" imprinted on my face.

The only reason Camille is late
is because we were at her place

and I set the alarm wrong.

She's getting coffee.
She'll be right in.

So you aren't apologizing
for not calling me back?

Oh... right.

I needed to talk to you.

What... Noah?

Obviously. Look,

we somehow ended up on
the couch discussing old times

and before I knew
it, he kissed me.

Well?

I'm trying so
hard not to say it.

Fine, you told me so.

W-Why does this
keep happening to me?

You're too nice.

Well, I just got to learn

how to set better
boundaries, that's all.

But who's gonna teach me that?

You got a pen and
a piece of paper?

You might want
to take some notes.

Oh, great. I don't
like the sound of this.

It's just... you know, now
that I'm dating Camille,

we may have to
change a few things.

- Like?
- Like...

late-night phone calls.

- What, now I can't call you anymore?
- Donna,

of course you can, just not
two or three times a night.

Oh. I do do that, don't I?

Oh, my God, am I
driving you guys crazy?

No, we both do it.

Just not anymore.

I hear what you're saying.

Half decaf, half caf.

Full apology... sorry I'm late.

Oh, no problem.

Let's get started.

Yes.

What's going on?

Um, Matt has an appointment
with a potential client.

Yeah, it's my first
since the suspension,

so I got to get back home.

But I'm gonna stay with you.

It could take a while.

You know, Dylan,
if your father hears

that someone's poking around,
asking all these questions,

he might take off.

I, uh, think I forgot
something in the room.

It's now or never.

From what I saw,
his new life looks

- a lot better than his old one.
- Why?

Because he has a
wife and little boy?

His son.

He has two.

Come on, let's go
get some breakfast.

I'll figure out what's next.

You got a plane to catch.

You two are definitely built
from the same double helix.

What's that?

Genetics joke, Steve.
You wouldn't understand.

Oh, yeah? Well, at least I know

my helix won't be going
home alone tonight, loser.

Uh, we have some baby drool.

Ew. Oh, look.

Creamed carrots.

What? What's that face?

Mushed carrots? Drool?

What, is this your
entire life now?

No, it's not our entire life.

There's also diaper rash.

Yeah, there's diaper rash.

You are so baby-whipped.

Oh, yeah?

I only hope it happens
to you one day.

No, no, no.

I took a child development
class this semester.

That's about as close as I
want to get, thank you very much.

Oh, yeah, speaking of which,

what's your course
load look like?

Oh, it's great.

Yeah, I probably
shouldn't have brought it up.

No, tell us. I'm
really interested.

Yeah.

Look, come on, guys, I don't
want to talk about school.

I'm on vacation.

Oh, sorry. I thought
you just might want

to impress us, that's all.

The only thing I want to impress

is that hottie over there.

So if you guys will excuse
me, I got some major work to do.

Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.

Is it wrong that I want
to hide the diaper pail

near his pillow tonight?

Oh, that's good.

Oh, honey, that is so good.

♪♪

I want to thank everyone
for listening tonight.

You can tune in tomorrow night
when the topic for discussion

will be...

uh...

the rules of relationships.

We're going
beyond the time limit

for calling after a first date

into the no-man's-land
of loving someone

when they're no longer
your significant other

and introducing a new
player into the equation.

We'll figure it out
tomorrow on KVIB.

I'm David Silver.

Good night.

Hey, um,

some more
vodka... it's upstairs.

Okay. Mm-hmm.

How's it going?

Still a little sore to be
working behind the bar.

Got some good help
back here, though.

Can I get you something?

No, thanks.

Actually, I-I stopped by

to make sure you
didn't want one, either.

Do I want a drink?

Yeah.

Am I gonna have one?

No.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm also sure it's not
your problem anymore.

I'm sorry if I took advantage.

You didn't take advantage.

Look, I was feeling lousy.

I didn't mean to bring you down.

So, how is everything here?

Everything's fine.

♪ But soon the
clouds will come ♪

♪ The sky will come undone ♪

♪ Soothe my burning soul... ♪

Uh, I didn't see
any of that vodka.

Yeah, excuse me.

♪ When you're free of
all the hurt inside of me ♪

♪ I won't need so much ♪

♪ And I won't
miss his touch... ♪

So, you sure everything's fine?

Yeah.

I'm just checking.

I know, and I appreciate it.

You should.

♪ Waiting for the rain... ♪

So, you want to go next
door and get a bite to eat?

Oh, well, see, I'd love to,

but I had this little lesson
on boundaries this morning,

and I'm feeling like
this might be a test.

It's not a test.

Oh, give me a second, all right?

Okay.

♪ It will wash
away the pain... ♪

♪ Wash it all away... ♪

Hello.

Hey, it's me.

- Hey.
- Well,

I'm on my way.

Um, listen, I'm just...

I'm gonna stop next door and
grab a bite to eat with Donna.

Let me guess.

She just popped
into the equation.

You were listening.

Yeah, I like to
hear you sign off,

especially when it means
I'm about to see you.

I don't want you to think

that, uh, I forgot about
what you were saying.

It's just, you know, Noah's
here and Donna's a little worried.

So she takes care of him
and you take care of her.

There's a certain
symmetry there.

I'll be over as soon
as I can, all right?

David, it's fine.

It's late. I'm tired.

Um... go do what you have to do,

and I'll just... I'll talk
to you tomorrow, okay?

Good night.

Good night.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's good.

You sure?

Mm-hmm.

Good.

- Hey.
- Hi.

So, what's the
surprise you promised?

Well, did you know
that Kali's Copy Shop

can print over
500 business cards

in under an hour?

No, I don't think I knew that.

KTPR.

Kelly Taylor Public Relations.

That is great. You're-you're...
you're taking the plunge.

You're doing it. I
am so proud of you.

I've been out there all morning,
and I've already snagged

my first account... young,
hip boutique... Now Wear This.

I think I know that place.

I'm friends with the
owner, you know.

I just had to apologize
for a few harsh words

I said to her in the
emergency room.

Yeah, well, I'm glad
you two straightened out

that whole Noah thing.

Picking up an order to go.

Hey, Dylan.

Hi.

- How'd it go?
- Not so well.

What do you mean?
What did your dad say?

I don't want to talk
about it right now.

I'm gonna...

Yeah.

Excuse me. Am I wrong, or
were we working together?

- It's over.
- Dylan, listen to me.

If your dad doesn't
want you in his life,

- then it is his loss.
- You know what?

I couldn't even make
it up the driveway.

He was sitting
in the living room

reading the newspaper.

His wife was off
in the other room,

and the kid tucked in bed.

And I asked myself,
"Who is that guy?"

It was then I decided
he's a happy man.

And what about you

and everything that's
been taken away?

Conversation isn't
gonna change that.

A million couldn't.

It might help you understand
everything that's happened.

Yeah, and make everything
else I've been through

seem even more pointless?

Kelly, why do you
think I go on binges?

My dad died.

I push people away from
me who try to get close.

I never, ever finish
anything I start.

Why? Because my dad died?

I don't know who I am
without using that as a crutch.

I don't know if I'm
ready to find out.

That excuse doesn't
work anymore,

because your dad is alive.

Not as far as I'm concerned.

Hi.

We're out of milk.

Pretty good crowd
last night, huh?

Yeah, including Donna.

What's that supposed to mean?

- She told me you kissed her.
- So what?

It's none of your business.

I think you should give
her some space, that's all.

I don't need a
lecture right now.

Noah, she is trying
to move forward,

all right, and you just
keep pulling her back.

You think I do that?

Yeah, I know you do.

Why don't you take a long

look in the mirror?

Last night, Donna
came to see me, all right?

We talked for, what, 13 seconds?

Meanwhile, you're
hovering over the girl

every single chance you get.

Noah, it's nowhere
near the same thing.

You can twist it out
any way you like, man.

You're the one that
can't get over her.

So, did she buy
the last sundress?

Yep.

Your stuff just
flies off the racks.

Oh, well, just for that,
you can take lunch first.

Thanks.

Camille, um,

I just... I just want
to say I'm sorry

if I've been getting in the
way of you and David lately.

It's just that
we're old friends,

and I-I guess I'm used
to monopolizing his time.

Oh, you have nothing
to be sorry about.

I mean, I don't expect you

to know we're
together when you call.

But we are.

A lot.

It's kind of weird, actually.

Usually, it doesn't
happen that fast.

- Yeah, it has been fast.
- Oh, you noticed?

I've just noticed how
crazy David is about you.

And I'm just happy that

two good people found
each other, that's all.

Oh. So I have your blessing?

Oh, you don't need my blessing.

Well, I know I
don't, but I want it.

Our friendship's
important to me.

Plus, we work together,

and I want your seal of approval

before I fall for
David any harder.

Go fall.

Okay. Thank you.

All right, see you later.

Bye.

Nat says Ryan's
not at the Peach Pit.

Maybe we should call the cops.

And say what?

A college kid on spring
break met a waitress

and didn't come home last night?

I knew we shouldn't
have left him at the club.

Honey, just call Noah,

because he probably has
that waitress's phone number.

You know, normally,
I wouldn't care,

but Ryan almost died

from alcohol poisoning
four years ago.

Morning.

Morning?

It's 3:00 in the
afternoon. Where the hell

were you?

I was with, uh,
Katrina Morowsky.

Actually, her
friends call her Kitty.

And Steve, she purrs.

Hey, Ryan, we really

wish you would have called.

Sorry, Mom. I didn't
know I had a curfew.

Didn't know you needed one,

you jerk!

And don't you ever
talk to my wife like that.

Come on, chill out, Steve.

What, like, you never pulled

this kind of stuff when
you were my age?

Well, if I did, it
was a mistake.

Do you stay out
all night at school?

How do you keep your grades up?

This from a guy who
partied four years straight,

only to have his dad
buy him a newspaper?

If he helped me, it's
because I needed it.

You don't need
help. You're smart.

Will you stop saying that?!

I think Steve just has
high expectations for you.

Yeah, well, you know what?

I didn't ask for
a fan club, okay?

Hey, Ryan.

What happened to you?

I was a brain in high
school, and it sucked.

So, you know what? I went to
college, and I tried being you.

I went to keggers,

I blew off classes,
I slept in late.

I had a blast.

Guess what, Steve.

You'd make a lousy doctor.

I'm on academic probation.

Bye-bye, med school.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But it's not the end
of the world, Ryan.

No.

No. Just college.

Dropped out.

Ryan?

That's it.

We're stopping at one kid.

Get out of here. The
Mummy's Ghost is on.

Ew!

- Ew? You sissy.
- Ew.

I'll cover your eyes
during the scary parts.

Come on.

No!

No!

No. No.

No.

Help!

Oh!

Oh.

Oh!

Leave it outside.

Hello, son.