All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S10E20 - Ever Hear the One About the Exploding Father (480p DVD x265 Panda)

She's been crying for hours.

It's been 35 minutes.

Honey, sweetie, I need
you to unlock the door.

I'm gonna do it, Steve.
I'm gonna pick her up.

No, no, no, no.

Chapter seven, page
114. Hold on, hold on.

"To learn to sleep
without being held

"or rocked, the child
must be gradually weaned

from the behavior."

Aah!

She needs me, Steve,

and you're being a big meanie.

Don't make me the bad guy.

Ryan already made
me the bad guy.

Ryan is 19, and
if he can't sleep,

he can get up and watch TV.

He used to read books.

Oh, he used to be
a straight-A student.

Now he's a college dropout.

What happened?

Ask him.

Can I trust you to wait here?

Yeah, right. Come on.

So, where you been, Ryan?

Out.

Ryan, do you know
what a big decision this is?

Do you know what
you're missing out on?

- An education.
- And frat parties

and four-day weekends

and geographically-confined
coeds. Huh? Huh?

Is there something going
on here I don't know about?

In Steve's own
incredibly peculiar way,

- he's just trying to help.
- That's right.

That's why you and I should
sit down and we should

write a letter to the dean
and explain the situation.

What do you think?

I think Maddy's crying.

What do you say we
go get something to eat?

No, it's better if we stay put.

You know, I've been in the
Witness Protection Program

for seven years now.

I've been under the thumb

of a U.S. marshal,

so I understand feeling trapped.

I saw your life, Jack.

I saw your house.

Looks a lot cozier
than the, uh...

the urn I picked out for you.

Was I supposed to
see the explosion?

Is that how it works?

I walked to the car.

An FBI agent grabbed
me, threw me in a van.

I didn't know where or when.

You knew you were leaving.

You had to give 'em some kind
of information to make a deal?

They gave me a
chance, and I took it, yes,

but it meant walking away
from every part of my life,

including you.

So, why are you here?

Because you came after me.

Christine Pettit tell you that?

No, Kelly called me,
and I'm glad she did

because it gives me
a chance to tell you

how sorry I am, Dylan.

Look, I only have a few days.

You got less than that.

Get out.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ Welcome home, baby ♪

♪ It seems like forever ♪

♪ So glad you're
back into my life ♪

♪ I've really missed you, baby ♪

♪ My poor heart was breakin' ♪

♪ So glad you're
back into my life ♪

♪ You were there for me ♪

♪ You picked me
up off the ground ♪

♪ When I was feeling low ♪

♪ You led the way and then
I found the answer, baby ♪

♪ It reached my
heart and soul... ♪

I sent the press kit to
every publication on this list.

Well, how many people RSVP'd?

Uh, these editors
have confirmed,

- and the question marks are maybes.
- Cool.

I hope you've been on
the phone promising favors.

What kind of favors?

Free clothes,

uh, Laker games,

dinners poolside
at the Mondrian.

Uh, I-I don't know about that.

They'll show up for the
clothes, not because of favors.

I just got a call from
WTRL in New York.

They want to fly me out
tonight for an interview.

- David, that's amazing.
- Wow.

How long has that
been in the works?

It hasn't. I-I don't know.

I guess a-a
producer was in town,

and-and he heard my show on
the radio in the car. I don't know.

I'm set up tonight at
10:00 to fly on the red-eye.

- How does that happen so fast?
- I don't know.

Um, I got to pack, all right?

But, uh...

I'll-I'll call you in like
an hour. Wish me luck.

Hey, we'll all meet up about
7:00 and give you a send-off.

See you at the club.

Wow. New York.

It's far, huh?

We've been together a month.

If he gets this
job, we're finished.

As far as I can tell,

it seems like a simple
breach of contract.

It felt more like
a breech birth.

"Breach-breech."
That's-that's very good.

So, Mr. Durka, the club
owner, signed you up

for a six-week stint and you
only performed one night?

Oh, yeah, yeah. You ever
been to the Chuckle Factory?

That's longer than most
of the roaches stick around.

Bing! Where'd they go?

Yeah, uh, Durka
said that I cost him

all of his two-drink
minimums and canned me.

Doesn't matter if everyone
left. He signed the agreement.

We'll get you the cash.

And that crowd was so horrible,

we should countersue
for combat pay.

Whoa, careful!

People have no idea,
do they, what goes on

with the spotlights, the
sweaty hands, the heckling?

Oh, who told you what
goes on in my bedroom?

Get out of here. What?

Point is, you are an artist,

and your craft
should be respected.

You had one bad night. So what?

I wouldn't call it a bad night.

It was more like
comedius interruptus.

There may not have
been a laugh in the house,

but no one has the right to fire
you because they say you stink.

Talent is subjective.

Ask my mother.

She's a blind house painter.

Bong-bong.

Right.

Hey.

I left you two messages.

You were there, right?

I mean, I chose not
to contact my father.

You knew my decision.

Dylan...

Answer me.

You're mad.

I knew you would be.

And I... I don't blame you.

Yeah, well, I'm glad
you're at peace with it.

Is he here in town?

- He's at some motel.
- Why don't you go see him?

Because if I wanted to see him,

I would have knocked on his
door when we were in Arizona.

You got scared of
something you want too much.

Dylan, he's your father.

He is risking his
life to see you again.

Yeah, after seven years.

Well, I've seen what those
years have done to you.

Well, then, you should know it's
not going to be fixed in a week.

And that's how long he's here.

Your life can
change in a second.

Just go to him, Dylan.

Tell him everything you've
ever wanted to tell him.

Even if it's just good-bye.

Bartender, can I...?

Excuse me. Can I...?

Hello? Am I invisible?

Hardly.

Yeah, well, get the
bartender's attention

and you'll be my
new favorite person.

Really?

Noah.

Ryan. How you doing, man?

- What's going on?
- What's up?

What can I get you?

Whatever the lady here desires.

Uh, two red wines.

You got it.

Who are you?

I'm Ryan... Your
new favorite person.

I'm Sheila.

Hi, Sheila.

My friends and I have a
table over in the corner,

if you'd like to stop by.

Yeah. Yeah.

Two red wines. Here you go.

No, no, no. No friend of
Ryan's pays for a drink here.

Oh.

Definitely stop by.

Okay.

Guess if you know the
bartender, you move

- to the head of the class, huh?
- That's right.

When are you going
back to Amherst?

Uh, I'm not.

Really?

What are you going to do?

We're-we're still
waiting over here.

I... the barback called in sick.

He's got a tattoo infection.

Appealing and hygienic, huh?

- Right.
- Hey, you know, Noah,

if you need someone
to help out around here...

How hard is it to hand
us a couple beers?

Can you handle that?

- Piece of cake.
- All right.

You got a job. Get back here.

I put in a call to Jane Thayer

at the L.A. Chronicle
about the party.

Actually, Jane's
assistant RSVP'd. Thanks.

Oh, she constantly double-books.

Trust me.

I was her researcher at Verve.

Yeah, I know.

You said that a few times.

I have contacts you can use.

Aren't we all on the same team?

Yeah, we, uh... we
appreciate your help.

- We do.
- Mm-hmm.

Excuse me.

There is something so
know-it-all about that girl.

Doesn't it bug
you just a little?

No, not at all.

Okay, so they got the
physical thing going on,

but, see, what makes or
breaks a relationship is humor.

Mmm. Then why
are we still together?

Oh!

Oh, boy. Okay, hold on a sec.

I got a joke. I got a joke.

- Here we go.
- Okay.

All right, this drunk goes
before a judge, right?

And the judge says,

"Hey, you've been
brought here for drinking."

And the drunk says, "Okay,
when do we get started?"

Okay, we're dancing now.

Hey.

Mmm. Thank you.

I'll be right back.

All right.

Hi.

Hello.

- You know what I was just thinking about?
- Hmm?

Do you know how
enormous our phone bills

are going to be if you
move to New York?

Yeah. You know what?

If I do actually
get a job there,

I'm sure it'll end up
being the late, late shift.

So I probably won't be able
to call you from the office.

We can e-mail each other.

Yeah?

Um, has Camille
said anything to you?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, she's, um,
worried it's too soon

for a long-distance
relationship.

She's probably right.

Maybe I'll ask her to
move to New York with me.

Hi.

Hey.

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

You okay?

Mm-mm.

Went to a church once in
Rome, and I prayed for you.

Seemed pointless.

I didn't want to talk to God.

I wanted to talk to you.

I'm listening.

Well, you better step back,

'cause I'm pretty pissed.

I don't know where to start.

Well, I, uh... I heard
you went to Europe.

When did you get back?

What are you doing now?

Easing into things.

Easing out.

It's hard.

Go ahead.

Hello.

Oh, hi. I'm glad I caught you.

- Hi, honey.
- How'd the meeting go?

Everything's fine here.

No problems there?

No. It-It went well.

- Really?
- It did.

Listen, sweetheart,

it's, uh... it's late.

I know. I know, but, uh,
you should get some sleep.

I-I'll be back in a day.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Bye.

Who was that, your wife?

Lisa.

What's your son's name?

Jack.

Your namesake.

Course, not a lot
of people know that.

Does she?

Yes, she does.

I didn't tell her about
this, though, because, uh...

'cause there was a risk.

She'd have been frightened.

So, it's just a business trip?

You told her you were a crook,

in bed with the Feds?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

But you didn't tell her

about me.

It's been a long time, Jack.

I forgot where
your priorities are.

She won't eat.

She won't take her pacifier.

Maybe she's wet.

- She's exhausted.
- Mmm.

By the time she
cries herself out,

she can't get enough sleep.

Well, you know this
is the right approach.

Right, like your
approach to Ryan?

Ah, higher education,
looser women.

You know what?

Four years of casual sex
is a terrible thing to waste.

He'll get his degree.

That's the most important thing.

Hey.

Close the club again?

All in a day's work.

And Noah gave me a job.

You're working at the club?

Yep.

Oh, by the way, um,

I'm crashing at Noah's
until I get a place of my own.

Did you see your father?

This is not a follow-up call
you want to make... believe me.

Listen, I know that it was
difficult and awkward...

No. Awkward is hearing your
own father deny that you exist.

That's awkward.

Why don't you tell
me what happened?

I grieved over him for years.

I lost my wife, 'cause
I-I was filled with hatred

and wanted revenge.

You know, it-it was
my life that ended

when that car blew up, not his.

And you, you just keep
pushing me into that.

I'm just trying to...

Hello.

Dylan, I need to talk to you.

Meet me at the beach tonight.

It's my father.

He wants me to meet him tonight.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I thought Kelly was picking
up the party supplies.

Um, yeah, but she
had to go see Dylan,

and it was on my way, so...

Mmm. Well, Jane Thayer
called from the L.A. Chronicle.

She can't make it to the party,

but I'll take her to lunch
when she gets back from Paris.

Or you could just
set it up for Kelly.

She is my publicist.

Donna, I do her a favor,
and all I get is attitude.

What's with her?

Now Wear This.

Donna, hey, it's me.

Hi!

Um, uh, well, when's
your big interview?

They rescheduled for tomorrow.

- That's a bad sign, right?
- No.

No, it just means they
had to reschedule it.

I'm supposed to
have coffee with one

of the producers
in a few minutes.

Get a lay of the land, you know,

so I don't make
an ass of myself.

Oh, well, they'd be
lucky to have you.

I got to go. Um...

Oh, well... well,
thanks for calling.

And good luck with
everything, and...

and if you get a chance,
just call me later tonight.

- Donna.
- Yeah?

Um, is... is Camille there?

Sure. Hold on.

Sorry. It... it's David for you.

Okay.

- Hi.
- Hey.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

I'm just going to...

You'd love it here.

I know.

The, uh, shows, the restaurants.

I think I'm a New
York girl at heart.

Uh, if we were
together, I'm sure I'd find

some way to keep warm.

Good, good.

That's the whole point.

The defense is free
to call its first witness.

The defense calls Stuart Patton.

Mr. Patton, I must remind you

that you are still sworn in.

Yes, sir.

Judge.

Mr. Patton,

why did my client hire you?

I am a stand-up comedian.

The contract was for comedy.

And would you define
comedy as any joke,

satire or humorous performance
designed to make people laugh?

No. That would be

the before and after
pictures of Linda Tripp.

Uh, I guess so.

- Yes.
- Well,

we have a 12-member
audience right here.

Why don't you
take your best shot?

Objection.

Your Honor,

whether or not
Mr. Patton is funny

is the central
question in this case.

Mr. Durning has
doubts about his client.

Overruled.

Mr. Patton, one joke
from your performance

at the Chuckle Factory
should be sufficient.

Sure, that's fine.

Hey, everybody.

Uh... so,

um...

these two peanuts
walk into a bar,

and one of them is accosted.

Shoot. Um...

He's bothered.

Uh...

Assaulted?

Your Honor, I'd like to
move for a continuance.

How do you do that?

It's a trade secret.

Which I will trade
you for your number.

Call me.

I will.

Yeah.

Nice job perk.

Ryan, I think we should talk.

About what?

About this. It's no life.

Looks pretty good to me, man.

You know what I mean.

Ryan, you're too good for this.

Why don't you grab your stuff

and come back to the house?

He's okay with me.

You're not helping
me here, Noah.

Look, Noah gave me a job.

Yeah, but you're underage.

I'm a barback... Which
means I can serve drinks;

I just can't pour them.

Which is what I do
legally here at my job.

You know what?

You can do whatever
you want to do,

yet you choose to
make gin and tonics.

I'm sorry, but
that pisses me off.

It's my life, Steve. My choice.

Get your stuff.

Steve, I don't want to
step on your toes, but...

Well, then don't.

You know what, Noah?
This is my brother,

and I don't want him to
turn out like you, okay?

So, if you want company,
go to an AA meeting.

So, you're happy with
the media response

to the party?

Oh, yeah.

You did a great job.

Tell that to Camille.

Does she think I can't
write my own press release

and that I can't
talk to editors?

She just has her own
opinions about what works.

Very strong
opinions, just like you.

Only opposite.

Which, by the way, makes
you feel oh, so comfortable.

Look, if she seems
kind of pushy...

Well, she certainly pushed
her way into David's world.

Oh, look at that.

I seem to have forgotten
the salad dressing.

You know, after you broke
up with Noah and Gina left,

you and David started
hanging out a lot.

- Your point being?
- Mmm.

I just noticed that he's not
calling after midnight anymore.

Yeah, that's 'cause
Camille asked him to.

Which, I mean, she's right.

He really shouldn't be calling

some ex-girlfriend
at 2:00 in the morning.

"Ex-girlfriend." Wow.

I haven't heard you
say that in a while.

Usually, guys are just friends.

We are.

Well, then, she shouldn't
be jealous, should she?

No, she shouldn't.

I think... she just knows
that I want what she has,

which is a great guy.

It's just not David.

Pretty serious guy.

Well, he's almost as
talkative as you are.

Look, what is it you want?

I want us to be together.

You're about
seven years too late.

I know I made a thousand
mistakes, all right?

And this isn't fair to you.

But unfortunately,
we don't have time

for your incredibly
justified anger to pass.

I just want you to
consider this for a moment.

- I just want you to...
- Well, I can't.

What, you're here one
minute, then you're gone again?

- I'm not gonna do that.
- It's not gonna happen again.

How am I ever supposed
to believe you, Jack?

Because, this time, I'm
willing to bet my life on it.

I'm leaving the Witness
Protection Program.

Or you're coming in.

Those are the choices.

It's time to go.

I saw the car.

Turned back out onto PCH.

Well, it took its time
going through the lot.

It also slowed near you.

Think about it.

Just... think about it.

Sheila wants juice;
and you know what?

I want whatever Sheila wants.

What's this?

Organic chemistry.

Yeah, I found it in your
stuff when I was cleaning up.

Guess what.

I can't understand a word of it.

Noah, you party all night,
and you hang out all day.

Trust me, buddy,
you don't have to.

Steve tells me
you're a smart kid.

Yeah.

Sheila wants juice,
Sheila gets juice.

- Hey, I'm a genius.
- Ryan.

Your brother says you have
a lot of opportunities right now.

Look, I don't care if
he's right or wrong,

but I'm here to tell
you, I had a lot more.

Believe me.

Somewhere along
the line, I got...

thrown off the
road and never got

- back on track.
- What happened?

It's not important
what happened.

Yeah, it is.

- Look, Noah, we're friends.
- Yeah, we are friends.

But your friend here gave up an
Ivy League education for what?

For this?

Look, I told myself

I'd go back after a year.

Guess what.

I never did.

I want you to realize how
important and permanent

this decision could
be for you, man.

Hey, hey.

Hey, Dad... people
remember you here.

Apple fritters from Stan.

Did you hear what I said?

You keep coming here,
people are gonna recognize you.

Your little brother
is gonna love Stan's.

So you decided.

I can't ask you to give
everything up to be with me

when I'd give nothing
up to be with you.

Except your safety.

The guys I testified against
are either dead or in jail.

- I should be fine.
- Should be?

What about that
car the other day?

That driver was looking
for a place to park.

For that, he got
the third degree.

Yeah, by people who are
supposed to protect you.

Look, any protection
I'm getting now,

we can afford to
pay for ourselves.

I can be safe, free
and in your life.

What does your
wife say about it?

I haven't told her about
it yet. I thought maybe

you, me, we tell her together.

You'll like her, Dylan;
she's a good person.

What about little Jack?
What do we tell him?

I'll tell him he's
got a big brother.

Down the road, he'll have
questions; I'll answer them.

But he's four. And
in another year,

he'll have no memory
of life without you.

Just forget his past, huh?

We work hard enough,
we can forget ours.

Okay.

I thought you said
being funny didn't matter.

Well, legally, it doesn't,
but we're practicing

because a giggle or
two can't hurt, okay?

Now, look at the bright side:

The jurors can't
walk out on you.

Hey, guys, can we hurry up?

We got some work to do.

- Oh.
- Come on.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Stuart Patton.

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you very much.
Oh, you're too kind.

I've been fighting this,
uh, stage fright, you know.

Been talking to
a shrink about it.

Guy never says a word.

And, um, so I said...
I said, uh, finally,

"What-what... what
do you think, Doc?"

And he says...

"I think... I think
you're crazy."

And I said...
Naturally, I said, um...

- Is he kidding?
- Shh.

Um...

"I'd like a second opinion."

And he says, "Okay..."

"You're ugly, too!"

- Shh.
- I'm sorry.

That's right.

I want to drop the case.

That's no joke.

Not that you could
tell the difference.

Look, forget about this.

This was a bad idea.

You can't give up;
you still have a case.

Maybe, but it's pretty
clear I don't have a career.

Ryan's not gonna call.

You know that as well as I do.

He's gonna meet some girl
at the bar, he's gonna take her

back to Noah, and I'm not
gonna hear from him all night.

I can't stand this anymore.

How do you think I
feel?! He's my brother!

Your brother's gonna be fine.

Your daughter, on the other
hand, may be scarred for life.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

She's just testing us.

If you pick her up, she's
gonna stop crying immediately.

Because she'll be comforted.

She's got to learn
to comfort herself.

Steve, she's 16 weeks old.

Right, right, right.

And if you go up there,

you're gonna be
rocking her to sleep

until she's 16 years old, okay?

Look at Ryan.

Kid's off track. And
the older you are,

the harder it is to get
back centered again.

I don't want that
happening to Maddy.

There's a picture of
you in the CU yearbook,

in drag, hanging upside
down from the KEG House roof.

I got a lot of dates
from that picture.

My point is, you
were on the idiot track.

I beg your pardon.

I was the president
of the KEG House.

Okay, so you were
the idiot in chief.

But look at you now.

You're back on track.

Sort of.

Ryan will be, too.

I can't stand this anymore.

I'm going for a walk.

Hello.

Donna, I got it.

You what?

I got the job.

Oh, my God, that's unbelievable!

The station manager... this
guy is just... he's incredible.

I mean, we agreed on everything.

Oh, that is so great and
completely deserved.

Hello? David.

Yeah.

Where'd you go?

It just hit me that, um...

that I'm moving.

Yeah, you are.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you, too.

So, um, what did Camille say?

Haven't told her yet.

Really?

I just kind of picked up
the phone and dialed.

Me.

Yeah.

Well, maybe we
should, um, hang up

so you can call and
tell her the great news.

Do you mind if, uh, we
just talked a little more?

No, not at all.

- Hey.
- Hi.

How'd it go?

Um, really well.

- Yeah?
- Uh, yeah, I think, yeah.

Good, good. Tell
me all about it.

Listen, um,

you did this for me.

I mean, I-I walked away,

but you made it happen.

So, what's next?

Well, he's-he's gonna
leave the program.

Really? Is that allowed?

Yeah. Witness
Protection is a courtesy.

I mean, you can walk
away anytime you want.

It's also a precaution.

Are you worried?

Well, his testimony is
pretty much old news.

And today, we met with
this private security firm,

and you will be amazed at
the coverage money can buy.

What about his family?

I mean, his other family.

Well, we're gonna fly and
see them tomorrow night.

I'm so happy for you.

Yeah. And you know what?

I'm-I'm just happy,

for the first time
in a long time.

That's good to hear.

Yeah.

Thank you.

I didn't do anything.

You did everything.

And I don't know if
I've mentioned it lately,

but, um... Matt's a lucky guy.

Hey.

Ryan home?

Yeah.

He's still sleeping.

I left a message.

Actually, I left a message
for the both of you.

Hey, I would've called you
back, Steve, except I didn't want

to get lectured on
how pathetic my life is.

Remember?

I said those things because I
was afraid of losing my brother.

I exaggerated to make a point,
and I did it at your expense.

I'm sorry, Noah.

Apology accepted.

Got any coffee?

Yeah, it's on the counter.

Sheila, this is
my brother, Steve.

He's the one that's trying
to get me back on track.

On track for what?

Exactly.

Would you excuse us, please?

See Maddy's still
keeping you up late.

Yeah.

We've been going by this book.

Or at least I-I thought we were.

Till I realized I
missed the section

about how you have to
treat some kids differently.

Look, I'm not a child, Steve.

I know.

I missed that, too.

You know, that's funny.

You quoting a book
about parenting.

Ryan, whatever you want to
do with your life is fine with me.

Even if it means

staying in business
with this fool.

Come on, Steve,
go easy, will you?

Listen, uh,

why don't you hang out and
stick around for breakfast?

I've got to get to work.

I love you, Ryan.

I love you, too, Steve.

- Thanks, buddy.
- All right, Steve.

See you, buddy.

Agent Williams.

I remember.

Will you come with me, please?

The defense recalls
Stuart Patton to the stand.

You can do this.

I told you I wanted to drop it.

Mr. Durning, your client's
been called to the stand.

I know, Your Honor, but, um...

uh, well, to be honest,

he's a little
intimidated right now.

After all, he is
surrounded by lawyers.

You can always
tell when we're lying.

Our lips move.

Objection!

Which, uh... which reminds
me of this fertility case.

Yeah, it turns out lawyers and
sperm have a lot in common.

Both have about a
one-in-three million chance

of becoming a human being.

Seriously, folks, I-I...

I know that this can
all be very confusing.

But there's good news.

No matter how
complicated the case,

you'll always know
what to call a lawyer

with an IQ of
50... "Your Honor."

No, seriously,

Your Honor, my client, Stu,

has all the love and
respect for the court,

and he hopes that you will soon

recover from your
charisma bypass. Whing!

Now, I'm glad that you
all find this amusing.

And so does my client.

Because it's his material.

Hello, Dylan.

What do you want, Christine?

Your father's in danger.

That's a step up.

Last time I was here,
you told me he was dead.

We picked up his
name in a conversation

we were monitoring.

Not that I believe
anything you say, but go on.

The conversation was between
two guys he testified against.

They know he's alive, Dylan.

So I'll be sure and mention that

to the private security
company that we hired.

Are we through?

He needs our protection, Dylan.

If he comes out of the
program, he won't have it.

Are we finished?

He's only doing this for you.

So if something goes
wrong, it's all my fault?

Can you live with that?

You don't leave me much choice.

You may not like what I did,

but I did it to protect Jack,
no matter how I felt about him.

Can you honestly say
that you're doing the same?

Are you sure about this?

Yeah, but you do it.

Hi, little peanut.

Hi. You want to come see me?

That's why Mommy
and Daddy are here.

Hi. Oh, hi.

You know what this means.

What does this mean?

It means a lot of hours
rocking her to sleep.

I know, but I can't
think of anything else

that I'd rather do. Can you?

No.

Hey.

Is this a bad time?

No.

Come on in.

I, uh... I wanted
to say good-bye.

Where you going?

I'm gonna travel.

Maybe spend some
time in Europe with Dad.

And then I'm gonna enroll in CU.

- Really?
- Yeah. You know,

I thought about it, and I put

way too much pressure on
myself the first time around.

So I thought I'd, uh,

get a little perspective
before going back.

I think that's a
really good idea.

Are you sure

- this is what you want?
- Absolutely.

I mean, for God's sake,

someone in this family
has got to be a professional.

Hey. I'm a professional.

I may not act very professional,
but I'm a professional.

Why don't you two professionals
go out and celebrate tonight?

You know, flaming
shots are my specialty.

Really? Huh.

And I thought you wouldn't
learn anything working at a bar.

You're late. Let's go!

Come on! Plane
leaves in an hour!

Justin Imperioli.

Frank Rugarello.

- Does that ring a bell?
- Yeah.

Two guys I helped
the, uh, Feds nail. Why?

They know you're alive.

So, uh, you want
to use La Cienega

or 405 this time of day?

I heard a tape, Jack.

They know you're in Los Angeles.

And if you stay
here, they'll find you.

We agreed to use
private security.

Yeah, when we thought that
your testimony was old news,

and obviously it's not.

Christine tell you this?

She wants you to be safe.

So do I.

We'll never see each
other again, Dylan.

I hated you for a long time.

You don't know what
it's like to hate your father.

It ruins everything.

I don't hate you anymore.

Come with me.

- You got a plane to catch.
- Dylan, come with me.

- Shut up.
- Dylan.

I got to make this work.

It works.

Now it works.

No more interviews, please.

Well, you're the one
paying for the publicity.

I've never seen so many

big-name editors in
one place at one time.

Well, your designs are
responsible for that, not me.

Any word from David?

Well, you said he was
coming straight from the airport.

I can't believe he took the job.

I mean, I understand why he did,

but God, I'm just
so sad about it.

Mmm, excuse me.

Kelly's done a really
great job, don't you think?

Yeah, yeah, she
really pulled it off.

Yeah, well, maybe you
should tell her how you feel.

Oh, Donna, I'm sorry.

You're right.

My mind has been elsewhere.

Yeah, right. On-on David.

Um, Camille, about that, it's...

uh, you've known
David, what, a month?

I mean, we've all known
David practically his whole life.

And just try to understand
and keep in mind

that it's gonna be really hard
on all of us when he leaves.

So, you're telling me
that you convinced a jury

of Stu's peers that he's funny?

Well, I convinced them
that his material was funny

and that he has a
bright future in sitcoms.

- How did you do that?
- I am glad you asked.

See, there was this lawyer,
and his mother said to him...

What are you doing?
No, this is good.

This one's good.

You just can't shake
some people, can you?

You know, it's funny.

You think you can,
you think you have,

and you travel across
country for the job of a lifetime.

You just realize there's no way.

Yeah, thanks a lot!

You gonna take the job?

- Uh-uh.
- Because of Donna?

You going in?

I don't think so.

Hi! Hi!

I missed you!

I missed you, too.

How's this for a surprise?

I'm dating Henny Youngman.

Question: Can you
suddenly realize

that a breakup was stupid?

I mean, a really old breakup?

Is there some sort of
statute of limitations?

- What are you talking about?
- Well, what if

I'd looked everywhere
else, only to finally realize

that what I want is
right in front of me?

Are you saying
that's what it is?

I think maybe I'm
still in love with him.