Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) s03e10 Episode Script

Look, Brandon is perfectly aware he's working on a deadline, what do you say we just leave him alone, okay? I don't get how we're supposed to lay out the paper without Brandon's editorial.
Craig, it's gonna be fine.
if I have to lay out the paper myself, I will.
- Thank you.
- Whatever you say.
It was just another Friday night in America and I don't think any of us stopped to think that from Pompano Beach to Saint Paul, kids all over the country were doing the exact same thing we were.
I mean, how much more typically American can you get than a football game, a high school dance and a burger joint? What was atypical was that for only the third time since a man walked on the moon West Beverly was undefeated after three games.
And what was even more unexpected was that my sister, Brenda Walsh, had volunteered to become the head of the dance committee.
Bren, why do you want to be in charge of the Pigskin Prom, of all things? - Why do you think? - I don't know, maybe you wanna date a jock.
What can I say, Dylan? I'm madly in lust with Tony Miller.
And then again, maybe it's the fact that all the money raised at the dance goes to the Alvarado Street Elementary School for their Christmas drive.
Maybe that has something to do with it.
I didn't know you were so civic-minded, Bren.
- And you're going to the dance with me.
- No.
Some of the major social issues confronting this generation were also the subject of fierce debate that night.
- She's definitely coming onto him.
- No, she's not.
- What do you call that? - Donna, she's a freshman.
David's always been like an older brother to her.
He and Scott were best friends, you know that, okay? She is definitely coming onto him.
But the focus was definitely football.
Specifically next week's game, which everyone knew would be the toughest one we'd have all season.
You're the sports editor, you have an obligation to make a prediction.
Yeah.
Who's gonna win? Shaw or us? All right.
I predict that a mighty team will fall.
Don't go out on a limb here or anything.
Hey, hey, come on guys, it's a tough call.
These guys are good, what do they call themselves? The Masters of the Universe? Should be Armed and Dangerous.
Yeah, if we survive the ride down there, the game will be a piece of cake.
Gentlemen, gentlemen.
I've got the scores here.
- Hamilton smashes Jefferson 21-6.
- Yes.
Quincy and Van Buren tie, - What about Shaw? - Shaw? Come on, just the score, Sanders.
Shaw 49, Wilshire zip.
Like you said, piece of cake.
The guy said something happened in the closing seconds of the Shaw game.
Some violence or something.
Well, it's a violent game, Sanders.
I think it was pretty major.
Maybe if we hadn't been on a winning streak, I would have jumped on the story.
But it wasn't until breakfast the next morning that it registered.
Something major had indeed occurred.
I thought they were supposed to increase the peace.
What's wrong? The gangs are at it again.
I hate hearing about that stuff.
Two spectators were shot to death in the stands at a high school football game last night.
Where? You ever heard of Shaw High School? Yeah, I've heard of them.
That's the team we're playing next week.
- At their school? - Yeah.
I wouldn't count on it.
When I got to the team meeting, everybody was talking about the incident at Shaw.
The guy on the radio said it was panic city.
I heard it wasn't anything.
Two guys shot dead is definitely something, Tony.
Oh, hey, there's no way I'm gonna play down there, man.
What are you worried about? What's that supposed to mean? It means that I have a little bit more to worry about than you do.
Hey, look, it's not about the colour of your skin, bro.
It's about where you live and how you talk and what kind of car you drive.
All right, everybody, listen up.
Now, you've probably heard rumours about the violence at Shaw.
When Coach Chapman told us the practise had been called off so he could attend an emergency meeting of the school board, it became clear to all of us that the only thing normal that would be happening at West Beverly that day would be Brenda's band auditions for the dance.
Where's Kelly? If you'd just hired David we wouldn't have to go through this.
This is so cool.
You better get this gig, Silver.
Okay, come on, everybody.
Let's get started.
Hey, you with the guitar.
Okay, welcome to the Pigskin Prom auditions.
First up will be Grudgemaster? Just hire David.
- Hello, hello.
- Hi.
That smile can only mean one thing.
Big date last night? Big phone call this morning.
I talked to my father.
He called from Barcelona and it was definitely the best conversation we have ever had.
- Kelly? - I know what you're thinking, Don, and I told him straight out, I said: "I don't even want to talk to you, if you're just going to shine me again.
" But then he apologised about last year and explained what happened and by the end we were both crying.
We just have that effect on each other.
Anyway, he's flying into town this Friday just to see me.
Oh, that's great.
- Finally, I get to meet him.
- Yup.
But since I'm not going to the dance, maybe I should resign from the dance committee.
- Oh, Kelly.
- I'm sorry, Bren, but he's only gonna be here for the weekend.
I'll still stay for the auditions.
Why don't you just hire David? Meanwhile, I had tailed Coach Chapman to his meeting at the board of education.
I caught him and Mrs.
Teasley in the hallway just long enough to find that they weren't pleased I was there.
When they assured me that no formal decision on the fate of the game would be made until Monday at the earliest, I took my cue and started to leave.
Excuse me.
Who was that guy? The coach from my school.
West Beverly I presume.
Yeah.
I'm Brandon Walsh.
Jordan Bonner, from Shaw.
So, what did the coach have to say? Well, there won't be any formal decision made until Monday at the earliest.
Anything else? Well, the prime concern is to make sure it's safe to play the game next week.
No kidding.
This is so unnecessary.
Well, two people were killed.
By a rival set from another school.
It has nothing to do with you people.
Considering we're supposed to sit in the same bleachers as the two people who were killed, I'd say, yes, it does have something to do with us.
Not to mention the fact we're gonna have 25 players down on the field.
It was an isolated incident.
You don't have anything to worry about, man.
Unless some of your West Beverly homies are planning something.
Fortunately, we don't have much street violence in Beverly Hills.
But that doesn't stop you from being an expert on the subject, now does it? It's been really nice talking to you, Jordan.
They're going to cancel the game.
You know that, don't you? No.
What I know is that Coach Chapman, Mrs.
Teasley and the whole damn school board is in there on a Saturday afternoon trying to figure out any way they can to make sure this thing happens.
You know, Brandon, Brandon of Beverly Hills, you don't know squat.
Less than 15 minutes later, Coach Chapman and the others called a press conference to announce that West Beverly was officially forfeiting our game with Shaw.
So, how's it going, Ace? It's going.
Would you like to read what I've done so far? No.
This is your editorial.
Just as long as it's not libellous or profane.
Oh, now you tell me.
Anyhow, how are we doing on time? I can have a draught to you in about That's cutting it a little close, don't you think? Not really.
I mean, the computer is already programmed.
All we have to do is lay in the text.
It's actually basic.
So you're telling me I can cut out of here and have a life? - See you tomorrow.
- Adios.
Bye, Gil.
Andrea, there's no way I can have this done in 45 minutes.
- Brandon - I'm doing the best I can.
How much time do you really need? Let's say if we don't have it done in an hour, we'll be in deep you know what.
I'll have it to you in an hour, I promise.
Hey, come on, chief, this is what makes journalism exciting.
Okay, so the gig starts at 7:30, we need to have the sound check done by How you doing, Donna? Are we proud of this guy or what? The Pigskin Prom.
Are we thrilled out of our minds he's playing there? How could you ask her to come with us? - Donna, I can explain.
- Start explaining.
- You know, Donna - Goodbye, Steve.
That's just what I was gonna say.
I'll call you later.
Look, Donna, I've known Sue Scanlon since she was a little girl.
Well, she's not so little anymore, David.
She likes music.
She likes musicians.
She's a groupie.
She's Scott's kid sister.
She asked me if she could go with the band.
What was I supposed to tell her? Why don't you tell her that the band wouldn't be playing unless your very possessive girlfriend wasn't on the dance committee.
So, what are you saying, I wasn't the best? Well, I kind of liked Grudgemaster myself.
Look, don't worry about Sue, okay? - Okay.
- Okay? Fine.
Hi.
You done? No, Andrea, I'm not done.
And I'll never be done as long as I have to hear you keep walking up and down the hallway.
- I'm I'm sorry.
I'll go.
- Andrea Brandon, you are wasting valuable minutes here.
Andrea, face it, we aren't going to make our deadline.
- Brandon - Hey, it's not a crisis.
The computer is already programmed, I know how to lay out the paper, everybody will have a copy of the Blaze on their desk first thing tomorrow.
Hey, I'm the coeditor of the paper for God's sakes, will you give me a little credit here? If you stick in any swear words, I'm gonna kill you.
Good night, Andrea.
And don't worry.
I know exactly what I'm doing.
I know.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
Bye.
- Goodbye.
Goodbye.
No one knew what Jordan Bonner and I had up our sleeves, but a window of opportunity had opened.
Hey, it's me.
Yeah, I'm alone.
Are you crazy? No, nobody knows we're doing this, but they'll all find out soon enough, won't they? Yeah, anyway come when you can, I'll be here.
Even though I am editor of the West Beverly Blaze, I never realised how isolated our school is.
We can't see past our own concerns.
I guess I knew that before the game was cancelled.
But it still caught me by surprise how removed everyone was from what was really going on.
Guess who has dinner reservations Friday night at Spago? Oh, very cool.
Oh, yeah, are people still eating at Spago? I'll let you know after I go there with my father.
So your father's in town? He called.
He is coming in Friday night for sure.
And wouldn't you know she's using that as an excuse not to come to the dance.
A dance without Kelly Taylor really isn't a dance at all.
Oh, thank you.
Bye.
So does that mean if I get a note from my dad? No, Dylan.
I have a novel idea.
What if you just cancel the dance all together? Are you out of your mind? I've got two A&R guys coming here to scope out my main man.
Gee, don't make me nervous or anything.
You'll do fine.
And what about everyone else, Donna? What are they supposed to do? You know, we're all upset that the game was cancelled, but that doesn't mean the world has to grind to a halt.
Well, it just seems to me having a dance in honour of the football team without a football game is completely ludicrous.
Why don't they move the game up here? And risk a drive-by shooting at halftime? I think the PTA would be really into that.
Brandon, you're making it sound like it's our fault the game was cancelled.
I mean, come on, the guys at Shaw, they never agreed to play here anyway.
And as much as I'm a sports fanatic, people around here are more into having a dance than a football game.
What do you think, sweetheart? You're not gonna drag me into this.
I'll just stay over here in the neutral zone if that's okay with you.
The neutral zone? You hear a phrase sometimes and something clicks and you're gone.
So there I was chasing a wild idea that just might get this game played after all.
And as I drove south through a part of town I'd never actually seen before, I kept thinking of Henry Thomas, my boss at the Beverly Hills Beach Club.
I couldn't help but wonder where his sporting goods store was located before it got trashed in the riots.
I wondered how it could be that I didn't know.
By the time I got to Shaw High School and made my way past the metal detector that had been installed since the shooting, I was convinced that we would not only get the game rescheduled, but would absolutely have a chance to change the world.
Unfortunately, Jordan Bonner didn't quite see it the same way I did.
I'm sorry, Walsh, I don't mean to insult your intelligence here, but either you are totally ignorant, or naive in the extreme.
What is so naive about going to the School Board with a united front, telling them to move the game to a neutral field, away from the violence? Switzerland, that's a neutral country.
We can play the game there.
You got an answer for everything, don't you, Jordan? About this stuff yeah, I do.
You know, I came here in good faith, man, and you just keep dissing me, what's with that? What do you want me to say? It was very noble of you to trek down here.
Man, you need to understand what's real.
If we play the game anywhere but here, we might as well hand the community over to the gangs.
The truth is, until we can afford to have everybody in this world live happily ever after, we need to take a stand right here where the people can see us, hear us and understand that we are not afraid to be.
And then Jordan handed me an editorial he'd written about the last couple days, and another idea, a better idea began to take shape.
This was Bose Hinton's locker.
One of the kids that died.
He was my friend.
Was he a? A gang member? Does it matter? No, I guess not.
You see, what pissed me off, was that both those dudes who died were my friends.
And all I kept hearing about from you was a football game.
Hey, man, it was never just the game.
I don't know, l The whole thing really got to me, you know? You should write a eulogy.
I didn't know your friends.
A eulogy for the game, man.
By the time I was ready to leave, we had a plan.
He had already written a eulogy for his fallen friends.
I'd write one for the game.
For a way of life.
We'd publish our pieces together, in both our papers.
Side by side.
I remember thinking things were beginning to fall into place as I crossed back into the greenbelt of Beverly Hills.
I only had one potential problem now, Gil and Andrea.
We can't publish this.
This I don't even know what to call this, it's so over the top.
That's the point, it's supposed to be incendiary.
And racist? He practically calls Coach Chapman a Nazi.
We'll be sued.
And why did he have to use so many swear words? Because he's angry.
You want us to put a warning label on it like they do on CDs? Pretend it's a rap song? - Brandon.
- Come on, Gil.
This is the best take we're gonna get on the two kids that were killed.
- Look, what if Brandon edits it? - No.
Jordan and I are not gonna edit each other, I insisted on that.
Brandon, it's too long.
Swear words or not, it's gotta be edited.
Really, Brandon.
I mean, help us out here, because I'm having a very hard time convincing myself that you believe what I'm reading.
The point is that he believes it.
And that's why he should publish it.
You want to take a stand, then write your own editorial.
but this isn't gonna fly.
Sorry, Ace.
And whatever you write, make it great.
Two kids were shot to death and the buzz on this quad continues to be, "At least they didn't cancel the dance.
" And we wonder why we can't get along.
What are we gonna do, people? Form two lines and throw rocks at each other? Or maybe, just maybe, we can join together to form one circle.
To those who want to form the circle, to those who are willing to start at the beginning, I, Brandon Walsh, personally invite you to - Jordan? - Brandon, how are you doing? - Good, how are you doing? - Okay.
- I got something for you, man.
- What's this? My editorial.
Oh, I already programmed it into the computer, man.
I didn't change a word.
- You were gonna print that? - Yeah, we made a deal.
You really are naive.
What do you mean? That was me getting through my anger.
This is me getting through.
It's only two paragraphs.
Yeah.
Short, sweet, lean and clean.
"Anything quieter than a gunshot people don't hear.
And even then, they don't listen for long.
" - It's good.
- Thanks.
A lot of people are gonna get to read that, thanks to you.
And thanks to you, I gotta redo the layout.
So, what do you got for the readers of the Shaw Courier? Hot off the presses.
- This looks very professional.
- Well, we try.
- What? - I appreciate the invite, bro, but I think we're doing a huge thing here just by publishing these two pieces together.
Yeah, but if we really want to shake things up, we gotta do something everybody's gonna remember for the rest of their lives.
I think they will, man.
Yeah, me too.
Hey, Bren, how are you doing? "Since the administration didn't let us have a football game, I, Brandon Walsh, personally invite each of you at Shaw High School to join me Friday at the Pigskin Prom.
" You had no right to do that.
Oh, come on, Bren.
It'll be good for ticket sales.
From the beginning, you've been telling me how trivial this dance is.
Well, congratulations, Brandon, you win.
- They're now going to cancel it.
- Brenda, will you relax? Let's just wait and see what happens, okay? Wait and see? Mrs.
Teasley is in there talking to Mr.
Meyers right now.
Brenda, I really think you're overreacting.
Brandon.
Brandon.
Brandon.
I'm sorry that you feel betrayed, Andrea, I really am, but this was just something I had to do.
You had to lie? You had to print these editorials behind my back? After all we've been through, you couldn't take me in your confidence? Look, Andrea, this isn't happening the way it was supposed to.
It probably would have worked out if you'd trusted your friends.
Hey, I said I'm sorry.
But not really, are you? You and I have got some repair work to do, pal.
What did you say to Mrs.
Teasley? I said we were struggling to meet a deadline and some copy fell through the cracks.
Excuse me, nothing fell through the cracks.
You could have told her the truth, Gil.
The truth would have gotten you booted out of school.
You covered up for him? Let's try to keep this in perspective.
No, let's just try to remember my name was on the masthead before either one of you came here.
- Andrea, come on - Look, I'm sorry.
I gotta take a walk.
Talk about some repair work.
Brandon, I wouldn't have covered for you if I hadn't read Jordan's first editorial and realised what a big concession you made by changing it.
I didn't change it.
Jordan did that.
Well, at least one of you used good judgement.
I'm sorry, Gil, but two kids got shot watching a high school football game and nobody around here gives a damn.
I mean, we live on this sheltered island.
That's why I had to invite the Shaw kids to the dance.
Look, I know your motives are solid, but I've got to be back in Mrs.
Teasley's office in 15 minutes to try to talk her out of cancelling the dance.
- Why you? - Because I'm the faculty sponsor.
You're kidding, right? What can I say? I'm a sucker for girls in party shoes.
Well, Brenda's positive Mrs.
T's gonna cancel it.
She probably thinks I did this just to ruin her life.
Don't defend my brother, Dylan.
He's a heinous traitor.
I'm not talking about Brandon.
I'm talking about this guy, Jordan Bonner.
The thing he wrote is right on.
Well, what's it say? Well, paraphrased, you should be nice to your brother.
What do you care if the dance is cancelled, anyway? You weren't ever going to go, admit it.
Oh, that's not true.
I was gonna swoop in for the last tango.
Well, if the dance is called off, why don't we go to Spago so I can finally meet Kelly's dad.
Bren, the odds of Kelly's father showing aren't that great.
He just called her last weekend.
I still wouldn't bet on it.
Well, maybe she knows more about it than you do.
I mean, why is it around here that everyone is so certain they know what's best for everyone else? Hey, Walsh, stick to sports reporting.
- That hurt.
- It was supposed to.
So is this all an elaborate ruse to get out of going to the dance with me? Believe me, I'm not that clever.
Brandon.
It's my fan club.
I'll see you later.
For what it's worth, I really admired what you wrote.
Thanks.
- Brandon, if this dance is cancelled - And it's gonna be.
Next time you find two A&R guys willing to come to a high school dance.
Brandon, we sold over 400 tickets.
When will David get another chance? Hopefully tonight.
Guys, it's not over until it's over.
Look, a lot of people think I screwed up.
Can I say screwed up? Brandon, Mr.
Meyers already explained how complex laying out the paper is with the new computer system.
It's not that.
I know he's gonna be talking with you about not cancelling the dance.
We went over these exact same issues when we decided to cancel the game.
Our first obligation is the safety of students at West Beverly.
The violence at Shaw really leaves us no choice.
Mrs.
Teasley, I've been to Shaw and I've met some of the students and they're not so different from us.
This isn't about the colour of people's skin or how much money they have.
It's about gunshots.
So, what you're saying is if the shooting hadn't happened, they would be welcome here, right, Mrs.
Teasley? Correct me if I'm wrong, students from Shaw High School have never been welcome at this school, have they? So Mrs.
Teasley called the principal at Shaw, and he said that none of the kids would probably show up anyway.
And then they talked to Jordan, the other editor that Brandon knows, and he said he wasn't even going.
Sounds like quite the popular event you've got going.
Yeah, at least it's going.
All we're doing is adding a couple of security guards.
Well, whoever said there's no more heroes, never met your brother.
Yeah, Brandon's really good at making you feel grateful to him for saving something that he screwed up in the first place.
Well, the only bummer is that Sue Scanlon is back in the picture.
I mean, she was cornering David at the DJ booth before Mrs.
Teasley even finished her announcement.
Donna, Sue's a good kid.
She just has a couple of problems.
Oh, and lucky me.
I get to worry about them.
Looking like that, you don't have to worry about anything.
Okay, what do you think? Bren? Kelly, are you sure about this? Too mature? No, it's just I mean, when was the last time you actually saw your father? What right do you have to make judgements on my family? Kelly, I didn't.
Brenda, you live in Walsh-land.
You have no idea what goes on in other people's families.
And if you don't know anything about something, maybe you should shut up.
So tell me honestly.
Well, it looks a little like Like what? Like something your so-called manager would pick out for you.
I told him that, but he wouldn't listen to me.
Okay, now me.
Be honest.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
So you sure about not going to the dance? My father's just running a little late.
- But what's new, right? - Right.
Well, if you change your mind Thanks.
Wish me luck.
Good luck.
David? Good luck.
Hey, guys, take the night off.
Gil Meyers will be looking after us tonight.
That's very reassuring, Brandon.
It was meant to be, Dad.
He takes his job very seriously.
Then where was he when you drove by yourself down to Shaw? I didn't mention it to him until afterwards.
That ought to tell you something.
Look, Brandon, we're very proud of your journalistic skills, but what are we supposed to do when there are gunshots and you drive toward them? I don't know, Mom.
Building a fence around Beverly Hills, lock me in my room.
I'll get that, if you think it's safe.
Oh, honey, you look terrific.
Yeah, well, I better.
I'm on my own tonight.
- No Dylan? - Nope.
I'm a totally independent woman, which is why I need to borrow the car.
Oh, the keys are On the table by the door.
Thanks.
- Who was it? - Jordan.
What's wrong? He said some kids from Shaw A lot of kids from Shaw are on their way to the dance.
Oh, that's because you invited them, Brandon.
Yeah, but he said some of them have been drinking.
The mood's not pretty, Bren.
This isn't good.
We better get over there.
Mike, mike check it Yo, yo, here I am Mike, mike check it Yo, I want a, want a, Want a mike check I want a mike, I want a, Want a, Want a mike check Bring the level up I want a mike check Yeah, I want a mike check, yo We need some more reverb here.
He sounds terrific.
That comes from knowing you're part of a professional management team.
Hey, I hooked him up with the band, didn't I? I thought David found them.
I was in the room when he called.
Yeah.
He really is terrific.
That girl has got to go.
Yeah, she definitely is user-friendly, huh? Donna.
Where's Mr.
Meyers? - He headed outside for some coffee.
- Well, when is he coming back? - He didn't say.
- Great.
Look, don't worry.
Everything's under control.
- I wish, Donna.
- What's going on? What is going on? Guess who's coming to dinner? I realise the dance hasn't officially started yet, but you can let him in.
He's with me.
- Well, who are you? - I'm the head of the dance committee.
And they're both with me.
All right, go ahead.
Hi, I'm Brenda Walsh, I'm Brandon's sister.
- Jordan Bonner.
- Hi, I'm Donna.
- Hi, Donna.
How you doing? - Good.
Those guards, should have known we'd get stuck with a bunch of bozos.
Well, maybe nobody will show.
I don't see them losing interest on their way down here.
You might wanna get some metal detectors.
Metal detectors? Where's Mr.
Meyers? If these dudes crash, I'm dead meat.
Just be glad you don't do country and western.
Oh, God.
Do me a favour, just get her to back off, will you? David, just so we're on the same wavelength.
People usually go into this business to get babes.
Where's your rock 'n' roll attitude, man? You're pond scum.
That's it.
That's the attitude.
Go for it, big guy.
Your band is hot.
Yeah, well, we wanna sound our best when the riots break out.
Don't be nervous.
- Here.
I'm good at this.
- Sue.
Just relax.
Sue, where's Donna? Three's a crowd.
Don't you think? Look, it's a real ego trip for you to be here with me, okay, but I just can't get it out of my mind the fact that you're Scott's little sister.
You may think of me that way but that's not the way you look at me.
Sue, it's a reflex.
Like when the doctor hits your knee and your foot jumps.
It doesn't mean anything.
- It means something.
- Sue.
Look, your brother was my best friend, okay.
I mean, this is like incestuous or something.
You don't know what you're missing, David.
- How many are coming? - It doesn't matter.
- We'll be ready for them.
- Hey, guys, I'm telling you this so everything will stay cool, not that you'll be ready for them.
Yeah, that's why God created security guards.
I just wish he'd created more of them.
Gil.
- Gil.
- Hey Brandon, look who I found.
- Hi.
- Hi.
What's wrong? Just about everything.
Hey, Nat.
What do you recommend tonight, bud? Try the corner table.
Here, take this to her.
But a word to the wise, don't compliment her on her dress.
Nat used to tell me that there were very few problems a mega-burger couldn't solve.
He didn't even have the courtesy to call this time.
He had some woman who claimed to be his secretary call and leave a message for me at Spago.
"Your father is very sorry, but he'll make it up to you next time.
" Some things just never change.
Last time this happened, I called Cliff Burman and we got high in his parents' pool house for three days.
My mom didn't even know I was gone, she was so coked up.
Well, I hear Cliff's in town.
We could call him right now if you want to.
What are you saying? I'm saying that that was back then.
And some people do change, Kelly.
I was so messed up back then.
You know, Steve was right.
Steve? And what did Steve have to say about me? He said that a dance without Kelly Taylor isn't really a dance at all.
It's just a bunch of people in a big room kind of waving their limbs around to very loud music.
Very loud David Silver music.
- So do you wanna go check it out? - Yeah.
- All right.
- Dylan.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Nobody does.
Come on.
This seems like the happening spot.
I don't know, Kell.
Something's not right.
Look, look, look.
This dance is for West Beverly students only.
Yo, man, I was personally invited by Brandon Walsh, okay? We gonna form a circle, all right? - A circle, man.
- All right? Just turn around and walk away.
Gentlemen, excuse the lady, please.
- So, what is this? - What's up, man? - Why are they getting in? - Because they go to school here.
- You're out of here.
- So it's like that, huh? - We gotta go to school here.
- Hey, look.
Now, see, I told you we're invited, man.
That guy's from my school.
Hey, guys, let them in.
Are you in charge here? No, are you? Hey, I'm in charge here.
Let them in.
Your call.
That's right.
- Hey, one at a time.
- Get off me, man.
Hey, man, these guys your friends? I don't think so.
Look around you.
- Nice guy.
- Loc's cool, but some of these other guys Hey, hey, hey, guys.
Guys come on.
Give it a rest, would you? David, let's get some music happening.
Why isn't anybody dancing.
I think they're too paralyzed by fear.
I really wish somebody would dance.
- I just didn't see this coming.
- No one could have, man.
Are you out of your mind, Brandon? Anybody could have.
We've positioned ourselves.
How do we turn up the lights? Why don't you just give it a rest? You're only making things worse.
Hey, that's enough, Brandon.
Brandon? So you're the genius who invited these guys.
David, just keep playing.
Wach out.
Wach out.
Wach out.
Break it up.
Get the Shaw kid out of here.
Hey, hey, hey, they're both ours.
Let them go.
He goes to West Beverly.
- Just messing around.
- Like we always do.
Man, you guys been in everybody's face since we got here, man.
- Yo, man, it's all right.
- No, man, it's not all right.
What you want? Do you want to dance? Come on, we have the whole floor to ourselves.
So, Brandon of Beverly Hills, wanna dance? No.
Don't you know me better than that, chief? But does this mean I'm forgiven? Maybe.
Maybe I just want to torture you.
Yup, switch it up, up, up Because the problem Of the racist nation is growing And I'm not going to sit back, back And relax While brothers kill each other Hey, don't touch that.
You'll ruin the sound.
Trust me.
And I'm not going to sit back back And relax While brothers kill each other How one cannot respect another Makes me wonder I use the Force just like a Jedi Obi-Wan can't touch me My lyrics furl along the sides Of what's to make a positivity No dissin' me Because of a position Clear my throat Listen, they say follow the many But the many can't catch knowledge I learned about the hurt When they bust us up in college They tried to suck me in And made me go crazy Acted hazy, thought to myself "Me shouldn't be lazy" Made the music up So I was respected None neglected So the money was collected Love my neighbour Because my neighbour love me A jiggity jack jack jack The miggity mack to switch it up, G - Switch it up - I said switch it up - I switch it up - Switch it up Yeah, I switch it up - I said switch it up - Oh, like that - Switch it up, yo, yo - Switch it up - I switch it up, switch it up - Come on and switch it up Yeah, I switch it up - I said, switch it up - I switch it up - Switch it up - I switch it up, up, up - Make sexy - Switch it up, yeah - Now, switch it up - I switch it up - Switch it up - Yeah, I switch it up - I said, switch it up - I switch it up - Switch it up - I switch it up, up, up - Make sexy - Switch it up, yeah - We're gonna switch it up - I switch it up - Better switch it up - I switch it up - Come on, switch it up - I said, switch it Yeah, I switch it up, I switch it up I said, switch it up Switch it up, switch it up I said, another day, switch it up Come on I told you I'd show up for the last waltz.
Hey.
Oh, yeah.
Come here.
You were great.
You are great.
Listen, that thing about Sue Donna, there is no thing with Sue.
Bose Hinton and Paul Browning, my two friends who got shot, they would have liked to have been here tonight.
They would have liked you, Brandon Walsh.
You would have pissed them off.
Walsh pisses everybody off.
So who are those guys anyway.
They're football players.
Those are them, huh? Undefeated, untied, the Masters of the Universe.
Really? Because, you see, I have this theory that if you get a couple of guys from one team, a couple of guys from another team together at I don't know, we'll say a high school dance.
That sometimes, somewhere, like maybe 10 a.
m.
tomorrow, a football game will be played.
I bet you they're looking for referees right now.
There's no off on your switch, is there, Walsh? lt'll be a great game.
Nobody could have predicted this.
Jordan, my man, anybody could have predicted this.