Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) s03e15 Episode Script

I'm afraid it's just getting worse out there.
In here too.
This is the second time I've emptied this pot since we got up this morning.
Honey, we've got to do something.
There's nothing much we can do until it stops raining.
And after weather like this, every roofer in town is gonna be backed up for weeks.
Well, I just hope it doesn't get any worse.
We'll be having Thanksgiving dinner in our raincoats.
Well, I'll bet your grandma puts out a hell of a Thanksgiving spread, doesn't she? Yeah, right.
Try boiled chicken.
Besides, she went to see her sister in Miami Beach.
So, what are you gonna do for dinner? I'm supposed to go with my parents to their friends, the Russells, for a vegetarian Thanksgiving.
Every year they make this tofu and carrot soufflé in the shape of a turkey.
It's disgusting.
- But very politically correct.
- Very.
Meanwhile, I bet your family is having a big, juicy sage-rubbed turkey with that cornbread and sausage stuffing that we had at your house for Christmas last year, right? Fresh cranberry sauce, oven-baked rolls and pumpkin pie with real, fresh whipped cream.
You forgot Cindy's world famous bourbon sweet potatoes.
It sounds great.
Stop drooling, Andrea.
We eat at 6:00.
We watch football all day.
Come over when you want.
Are you sure it's okay with your folks? Andrea, would it be a holiday without a couple of strays at our house, huh? Right.
Come on.
I was listening to the ski report in the car.
They're expecting two feet of fresh powder in Big Bear by tomorrow morning.
Have fun.
I can't believe you're not going.
Don't you love to ski? Yes, but I also love the idea of being home alone.
Mel and Jackie are going away with the baby to Palm Springs and I actually get the house to myself.
God, Thanksgiving alone.
That's like un-American or something.
- Who's spending Thanksgiving alone? - Kelly is.
No, you're not.
You're coming to my house.
No, actually, Bren, I'm looking forward to spending some quality time by myself.
I need somebody to talk to during all those football games, please? Well, okay, but just because you begged.
I don't mean to start anything, but do you know where Dylan's spending Thanksgiving? - No, I don't and I really don't care.
- Ditto.
Why don't I believe you guys? How many more of these I gotta sign? Oh, just one.
- You are 18, correct? - Yup.
- And this is a working phone number? - Yeah.
Oh, you don't have call forwarding on your line, do you? No, why? I'm gonna have to be calling there once in the morning and at bedtime to make sure your father's there.
With call forwarding, he could be anywhere and we never know it.
We don't have to stay in the house the whole time, do we? No.
But if you go anywhere like a movie or dinner, we'll need receipts.
You're gonna have to be with him at all times.
Okay.
This is a responsibility, Dylan.
Are you sure you're up to it? Yeah, it's not like I have a lot of choice.
But if you don't want to do this, just speak up because your father is very eager to make this visit.
You should hear him talk about you.
Yeah, I'll bet.
You know, the primary reason we permit holiday furloughs like this is to help our population maintain some sort of normalcy, particularly in their family relationships.
This relationship wasn't that normal to begin with.
Give him a chance.
A year or so behind bars can change a man.
- Dylan.
- Hey, Jack.
Thanks for doing this, kid, it means a lot to me.
I didn't have any other plans.
Good luck, Jack.
I'll be calling you tonight.
- Frank, happy Thanksgiving.
- You too.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Come on.
- Take care.
- Okay.
Boy, am I glad you're here.
Why, can't be many customers on a miserable day like this? No, not many.
Just one in particular.
- Who? - Sanders.
He's been here all morning.
You gotta talk to him, Brandon.
- He's a nervous wreck.
- You got it.
Trying to drown your sorrows in lactose there, Stevie? I thought a couple milkshakes might settle my stomach.
It's only making matters worse.
You haven't told your mom yet, huh? No, my mom's out of town.
I shouldn't tell her I got kicked out of school while she's on the phone.
Well, it seems to me, no matter how you slice it, it's gonna be tough.
I think you better just get a hold of yourself and lay it out.
How does this sound? Mom, there's no easy way to say this, so I'll just come right out with it.
I got kicked out of school.
It's no big deal.
Well, that might work if she's in a sympathetic mood.
Brandon, will you come over tonight? Steve, I really think this is something you should do on your own.
I was afraid you were gonna say that.
- Steve, darling.
- Mom.
Oh, how are you, gorgeous? I missed you.
- How was your trip? - Oh, the usual.
You know, those small-town ad agencies.
I spend an hour recording their commercial and the rest of the time schmoozing the clients.
- So you all packed? - For what? Steve, I told you weeks ago, we're going to Santa Barbara to do Escape of the Stars.
The television show? Oh, no.
You forgot, didn't you? Well, that's okay.
Just throw some things in a bag and hurry.
The limo will be here in one hour.
Mom.
- Do I have to do this? - Yes.
The producers insisted that it be a family affair.
Now, be a trooper, huh? Besides, you'll have fun.
They tell me it is the ultimate fantasy getaway.
- Honey, do you feel okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
This isn't exactly how I thought I'd spend my Thanksgiving, that's all.
Don't worry.
We're gonna have a fabulous time.
- Nice house.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Make yourself at home.
- Where's the ice? Coming up.
You don't know how good the thought of a drink feels right now.
Yes, I do.
You know, I've always loved these craftsman bungalows.
In fact, I rented one almost like this when I first came to California.
I didn't have any money then, either.
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
Here's to freedom.
It's okay, I mean, if I drink around here, right? Oh, yeah.
Knock it back.
Enjoy yourself.
Well, in that case, where's the phone at? I thought the parole officer was supposed to call you.
He is.
He's gonna call me around bedtime and make sure I'm tucked in, while I'm calling someone who I'm gonna be tucked in with.
A drink's not the only thing I got in mind right now.
Jack, you never change.
Dylan, come on, I've got 48 hours of freedom.
I'm gonna make damn sure I enjoy every minute of it.
You'd do the same thing.
Or did AA tell you to give up women too? - You think that's funny? - Well, yes, I do.
Come on, Dylan, I'm only kidding around.
I'm only gonna say this one time, Jack.
The only reason I agreed to do this was because of you, all right? Your parole officer thought it'd be good to give you a chance to rebond with your family.
You wanna rebond with some bimbo, do it somewhere else.
Christine is not a bimbo.
Fine.
So you call her.
Then call the Beverly Hills Hotel because that's where you'll stay.
Look, Dylan, could we be a little rational about this thing? Yes, we can.
Call your parole officer and let him know where he can reach you.
Where will it be? - What the hell is your problem? - I don't got a problem.
You do.
You're acting like a child.
- You think so? - Yes, I do.
Okay, let's call it making up for lost time, Dad.
Hey.
Hey, what are you doing? Singing in the rain.
What does it look like? Hey.
Why don't you buy yourself some food? Thanks.
Hey.
What are you trying to do, kill me? You're Canner, aren't you? Jack Canner.
Who the hell are you? I'm Brandon Walsh.
I met you at the beach this summer.
I don't remember that.
Remember? I'm sure you'll remember.
The Beverly Hills Beach Club.
I got you a job interview, but you never showed up.
Or don't you remember that, either? I just can't seem to get rid of you, can I? No, I guess not.
Look, I know I look like hell.
Yeah, that's what you said the first time I met you.
Yeah.
Well, sorry I can't be more original.
You know, forecast says this isn't supposed to let up for a few days.
You can't stay out here, man.
Why not? Hey, Canner.
- Canner.
- What? I work here, man.
At least let me feed you, huh? - Hey, Nat.
- What'd you forget, pal? What's wrong? Nothing.
This is Jack Canner.
- Is the coffee still on? - I could put up a pot.
Jack's a vet, Nat.
He's a Marine.
Go sit down, pal.
You, come here.
- What gives here? - Nothing.
I know this guy, Nat.
I tried to get him a job this summer at the Beach Club.
I found him out back going through the dumpster.
Are you sure you know what you're doing? No.
- How's the food? - Oh, great.
This is great, really.
Thanks a lot, man.
You know, it's a lot easier to deal with things when you've got something in your stomach.
It's harder to get a handout out in the rain.
You know, people don't like to get their arms wet.
- So you work here, huh? - Yeah, yeah.
I've been here about two years now.
You know, part-time, weekends.
Yeah, well, that's good.
It's a job, you know? Listen, I know about this church around the corner.
They have a shelter there.
I could give you a ride over there if you want.
I don't go to the shelters, man.
Well, why not? Well, I figure if I can keep going on my own, you know, that means something.
But I go to one of those places and I become one of the hopeless, you know? Don't you think you're gonna get sick? You know, all summer long I could kind of hang out on the beach, camp out there and pretend it was an adventure.
But, yeah, the winter's tough.
You know, Jack, getting a roof over your head during a torrential downpour doesn't mean you've given up.
In fact, some people might say it's a step in the right direction.
Well, this isn't so bad.
It's warm, anyway.
It looks clean.
It's a hell of a lot better than spending all night in the rain.
All right, here are your registration forms.
House rules.
No drinking, no smoking, no loud music.
Just step aside and fill in the forms.
Next.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Well, let's see what we got here.
Name of hopeless person.
Social security number of hopeless person.
And signature of hopeless person.
I can't do it, man.
I just, I can't do it.
I guess, even the houses in Beverly Hills spring a leak now and then, huh? Yeah, well, it snowed in Minneapolis, but it never made the roof leak.
Hey, it smells good in here.
Yeah, Mom's been cooking for hours.
Honey, come in and close the door.
We got enough water in here as it is.
Well, I kind of brought somebody home.
Fine.
Bring him in and close the door.
Hey, Jack.
Jack, come on in here.
Come on.
Mom, Dad, Brenda, this is Jack Canner.
Jack, this is my family.
How do you do? Hello.
I'm Samantha Sanders.
This is my son, Steve.
Hi.
Well, it would be nice if there were someone here to meet us or failing that, someone who knows what they're doing? This is gonna be fun.
Alyssa, the talent is here.
Oh, God, already? I'll be right down.
I'm having fun.
Steve, behave yourself.
Absolutely.
Hi, I'm Alyssa Garner.
I'm the production assistant.
Mrs.
Sanders, I would recognise you anywhere.
Thank you.
This is my son, Steve.
- Hi.
- Oh, you're Steve? I was expecting a little kid.
Sorry to disappoint you.
Well, no, I'm not disappointed, but I guess I'll have to cancel the toy delivery.
It depends on the toys.
Listen, if you don't mind, I'd like to go to my room and unpack.
Oh, of course.
It's right up the top of the stairs.
- Second door to your left.
- That's it? There's no one to help with the bags? Oh, no, the staff won't be here till tomorrow.
And they're all just actors, anyway.
But I was led to believe that these were luxury accommodations.
Whom may I speak to? Is your boss here? No, nobody's here, but me and the crew, Mrs.
Sanders.
- Didn't anybody explain this to you? - No.
No one explained.
My agent just told me that this was a luxury getaway.
Oh, come on, Mom.
It's not gonna be that bad.
I'll help you with your bags.
Whoever Brenda and Brandon had for a Sunday school teacher must have been pretty damn good.
Have you ever seen such a literal interpretation of the golden rule? Oh, Jim, most parents would give their eyeteeth to be complaining about kids like ours.
I'm not complaining.
I don't think this is such a good idea.
I mean, we don't know anything about that man.
Well, fine.
If that's the way you feel, then ask him to leave.
No, no, no.
I'm not gonna be cast as the bad guy in this.
Honey, please? I mean, Brandon said he's lost his home and his family.
We can put a cot up in the garage.
It's only for one night.
Your daughter gave me some of your clothes, sir.
I hope it's okay.
No.
No, it's quite all right.
You know, it really feels good to get into something clean and dry.
I almost feel like a human again.
Are you hungry? Oh, thanks, but no.
Brandon and Nat took care of that.
Listen, I hope it's all right.
I told Jack he could sleep in the garage.
No.
- It's not all right.
- Jim.
I'm sure Mr.
Canner would be much more comfortable on the living-room sofa.
I couldn't do that.
Well, nonsense.
You can't go back out there.
Look, you'll stay here and you'll have Thanksgiving dinner with us.
Thank you.
Now, I know where your son got his good heart from.
Good morning.
There's some coffee in the kitchen if you want it.
Don't do me any favours.
Fine.
- You get a newspaper here? - Check the porch.
You know, Dylan, I might as well have stayed in Lompoc.
Just say the word, we'll get the car.
What the hell did I do to make you so damn angry? You make it out like I'm a pervert because I wanna see an old friend.
If it's that big a deal, the phone is right there.
What do I care, anyway? Donna, David, what are you two doing here? The snow was up to here.
The roads were closed.
My parents are already up in Big Bear and we have nowhere else to go.
Got any turkey left? Mom, set two more.
In, in, in, in.
Hi, Mr.
Walsh.
Happy Thanksgiving.
- I hope we're not intruding.
- The more the merrier.
How are you doing? How do you do? I'm David Silver.
Oh, hey, this is Jack Canner.
We met at the Beach Club this summer.
Hi, I'm Donna.
Okay, let's go Dallas.
Come on, baby.
He's rolling out to his right and he gets it away.
He gets overthrown.
Well? Now, they go without a huddle.
From the 45, it's Emmitt Smith up the middle.
But a good defensive effort stops him with about a three-yard gain.
You know, that guy looks really familiar.
I think he's a patient of my father's.
- I doubt that, Donna.
- He's homeless.
- What? - Yeah.
Brandon dragged him in off the street.
You're kidding.
Would I kid about something like that? He's gone.
He's off to the races.
He's off to the races.
He could go all the - What happened? - The cable went out.
Man, this always happens when it rains.
Great, that's just great.
Calm down, it'll be back on in a minute.
It's easy for you to say.
I've got a lot of money on this game.
A lot? Just how much is a lot? Did I say a lot? I meant a little.
Dad, just a little.
I like atlases too.
I love to fantasize about the places I might visit.
Actually, I'm just kind of looking at where I've been.
You know, you're the camp counsellor from the beach, right? The one with the kites and the deaf kid? That's right.
Oh, yeah.
You were pretty scared of me the first time we met.
A little.
You've been out there living on the streets this whole time, haven't you? Yeah, I have.
So show me where you were.
What do you mean? In the gulf where you were stationed.
Oh, well.
Jack, why don't you bring that over here.
We'd all like to take a look.
Come on.
Come on.
- Are you sure you want to see this? - Yeah.
Well Let's see, well, the Marines started out about right here at Al Jubayl.
That's just north of Dhahran where you saw the TV guys hanging out.
And then from there, we moved into Kuwait.
As a matter of fact, it was this time last year that I was having Thanksgiving dinner with President Bush.
Now, we're both out of work.
Wait a minute, wasn't that two years ago? Oh, yeah, I guess you're right.
I must have lost a year somewhere.
Well, at least you were there.
That's something to be proud of.
Yeah, I was there.
How about you, Mr.
Walsh, you ever serve? The only thing I ever serve is drinks.
I think your mother could use some help right now.
- So how's it going in here? - Everything's all brown and bubbly.
- How're the troops holding up? - Great.
Our homeless guest is playing war hero.
Oh, Jim.
So he was a Marine, so big deal.
Look, honey, no matter what you might think, he did sacrifice a lot.
I mean, he lost his home and his family.
Well, whose fault is that? Brandon said he tried to get him a job, the guy never even showed up.
Jim, just relax and let him enjoy Thanksgiving.
You too.
Oh, and take this to the kids and be nice.
She's your bimbo.
- Christine.
- Honey.
- Hi, lady.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, let me take these from you.
- Okay.
- Dylan, make yourself useful.
- I brought you some flowers.
Okay, here we go.
All right.
There.
What, are we making cranberry sauce? Hardly.
I do a lot of things real well, but cooking isn't one of them.
- Let me take a look at you.
- Oh, no, wait till later.
Everything looks better in the dark.
Christine, this is my son, Dylan.
- How do you do? - Nice to meet you.
Well, food smells good.
Where'd you go? A little place I used to hang out when I first came to L.
A.
, called the Peach Pit.
The place sure has been through changes, but the owner says the food's still the same.
You mean Nat? - Yeah, that's him.
You know him? - Yeah, I do.
Well, any friend of Nat's is a friend of mine.
Find anything good? Yeah, try this.
Oh, thanks.
Now, that is delicious.
So, what does a production assistant do on a show like this? Same thing a PA does anywhere.
Absolutely everything.
Do you like it? Yeah, I get to travel a lot.
And the up side to that, I get a lot of frequent flier miles.
Of course, I never have time to use them.
So how about you? Did you live your whole life in Beverly Hills? Yup.
Well, that's not a bad way to grow up.
I guess.
So did you decide what college you're gonna go to? Yeah, I thought I did.
Let's see.
You wanna go to SC? Yeah, well, not much chance of that happening anymore.
- Why? - I got thrown out.
You're a bad boy? To put it mildly.
When my mom finds out, it's gonna break her heart.
She's gonna kill me.
Well, which is it? Is it gonna break her heart or is she gonna kill you? Hey, what's Samantha like? You can never tell with celebrity types, you know? They act one way when they're on camera, then their personalities are totally different when they're off.
Yeah.
My mom's just like that.
In fact She's a totally different person when the camera's rolling.
Does anybody else want a sandwich or something? Brandon, Mom will kill you if you eat before dinner.
Just a little something to tide me over.
So you're homeless, huh? Donna.
I'm sorry.
I've just never met a homeless person before.
You'll have to forgive Donna.
See, she thinks it's a tragedy to leave home without her gold card.
It's not funny.
I mean, there are a lot of people out there suffering.
A lot of people who have somehow let life's loose ends slip through their fingers and they can't get them back.
I mean, they're hungry.
Their children are hungry.
Their clothes are wearing thin.
They're on the street with nowhere to sleep except in the rain.
They got a few more problems to worry about than whether or not cable TV is out.
Or whether or not they should have a sandwich before they eat their dinner, you know? - That's uncalled for, Mr.
Canner.
- What? You're a guest in this house, I think it's unfair to blame these kids for the problems you might have.
Well, what is fair, Mr.
Walsh? You don't know what's fair until one of your kids looks you in the eye and wonders why they don't have a place to live.
Where are your children, Mr.
Canner? Yeah.
That's the difference between you and me.
You never did serve your country, did you, Mr.
Walsh? - Get out.
- Dad.
- My clothes still upstairs? - Yeah, why? Do me a favour, Brandon.
Next time you see me on the street, pretend you don't know me.
I'm sorry, Jack, I didn't think it would turn out like this.
Yeah, it's okay.
Forget it.
Listen, let me explain about my father, okay? You really hit a sore spot with him.
See, his father was a Marine, and he wanted my dad to enlist and go to Vietnam, but my dad was against the war.
They never really talked much after that.
In fact, I never even met my grandpa.
Listen, Brandon, just forget what I said about not knowing me on the street.
I'll never forget your generosity.
You're a good man.
Oh, my Lord.
Jim, you'd better get in here.
- What are we gonna do? - Call someone.
Oh, Jim, who are we gonna call at this time of day on Thanksgiving? - Got any tarps? - Yeah, in the garage.
- How about a ladder? - Yeah, that's in the garage too.
Well, we better get up there.
On the roof now? In the rain? Don't look like we have much of a choice, ma'am.
- Let's get on it.
- Let's do it.
Throw me that flashlight up here.
You got a lot of cracked tiles up here.
Soon as this rain lets up, you're gonna have to get a good roofer up here.
- Right.
- Brandon, hand me that plastic.
You got it.
This has got to be the weirdest Thanksgiving ever.
- Just be careful.
- Yes, sir.
Here you go.
It's a good thing Canner was here.
I can't imagine Dad and Brandon going up there alone.
Yeah, it's strange how things work out sometimes.
Look, the leak stopped.
Action.
Happy Thanksgiving, gorgeous.
You too, Mom.
And cut.
Good.
Okay, let's move to the next setup.
Steve, I need you to look at your mother and I need you to give her your most heartfelt Thanksgiving blessing, okay? And action.
Mom, on this Thanksgiving, I am especially thankful for your kindness and your understanding.
And I hope you can find it within yourself to be especially kind and especially understanding under some rather unfortunate circumstances.
What circumstances are those, gorgeous? What are they doing? We didn't rehearse this.
Just let it roll.
This is a great TV moment.
Mom, I've been looking for the right time to tell you this, but there just doesn't seem to be a right time.
Steven, what are you trying to say? I got kicked out of school.
What? What the hell is he doing? I can't use this.
I want to speak with you privately now.
So, Dylan, Jack says you're a senior in high school.
- Was.
- Christine, do me a favour.
Convince this boy that there's nothing cool about dropping out.
Hey, I didn't do it because I thought it was cool.
Dropping out? Dylan, why would you want to do a thing like that? Long story.
Boy did too well on his college boards.
They accused him of cheating.
Like father like son? No, actually, there's a big difference.
The difference being, I didn't do anything wrong.
Yeah, well, this cheating fiasco is just a lot of smalltime nonsense.
Well, it doesn't seem like small time to me.
So take the damn test again.
What's the big deal? The big deal is, it's a matter of principle to me, okay, Jack? You're a jailbird.
I don't expect you to know much about principles.
Listen, I'm not gonna sit here and listen to your damn insults, you got that? This damn jailbird is the only father you've got, whether you like it or not.
- Stop it both of you.
- I'm not gonna listen to his crap.
What are you gonna do, Jack, walk away? It's what you do best anyway.
How dare you insult your father like that? You think what he's going through is easy? I think he brought it on himself.
Yeah, what do you know about it, Dylan? Why don't you mind your own business? Stop blaming your father for everything, Dylan.
And stop sulking and get on with your life.
God knows that's all Jack's trying to do.
You've got the power here now, not him, so stop taking advantage of the situation.
Give him a break.
Give yourself a break while you're at it.
- How am I supposed to do that? - Go in there and talk to him.
Let yourself have a father.
And let him have a son.
Breaking into the school? What were you thinking of? I'm sorry.
When I get finished with you, you won't know what sorry means.
There's more.
Wonderful.
What could you have possibly left out? You have to come to the school with me on Monday, makes it official.
Official? They throw you out of school without talking to me first then I have to make it official? What is it, some kind of a ribbon-cutting ceremony? You have to sign some papers, I think.
Let me tell you something, Steven.
I will not be signing any papers.
And you will not be expelled from school like some lowlife juvenile delinquent.
I am Samantha Sanders, and you are my son.
And I will not take this lying down.
I don't think we have much of a choice.
No.
You do not have a choice.
I'm handling this from now on.
What do you mean? What I mean is that I am gonna save your keister one more time.
Excuse me.
Mrs.
Sanders, I'm really sorry, but if we don't get this shot, we're gonna go into double time and I'm gonna get fired.
Of course.
Thank you.
You were brilliant.
- I was? - Yes.
I tell you what, why don't you come to my room tonight about 11, and we can have a Thanksgiving celebration of our own.
All right, Jack, that's all tied off.
Okay.
Come on guys, let's go.
- Jack, can I talk to you? - Sure.
Thanks.
If it wasn't for you, we could've had a disaster on our hands.
No, it's okay.
I'm just glad I could help out.
- I'm sorry I lost it in there.
- No, it's okay.
You were right.
I never should've walked out on my son.
But at the time, it was the best I could do.
It's not easy, is it? I spent my whole life trying to be a good father to compensate for the fact that my own dad didn't think I was a very good son.
Listen, I can't talk to my father.
He's gone.
You still have a chance.
Don't make the same mistake I did.
Listen, can I use your phone? Yeah.
Do you think you have enough food, David? It's not like this is your last meal.
I can't eat.
Not when there's people out there that have nothing.
Donna, you don't have to feel guilty.
It's not gonna help anybody.
You know, she's right.
Would you pass the potatoes, please? You've been eating all day.
Well, I'm a growing boy, don't you know? Oh, good.
I was afraid I held you all up.
Why don't you come sit here next to me? Thank you.
Is everything all right? Oh, yeah, everything's gonna be just fine.
Glad to hear that.
Jim, do you think it'd be all right if I said grace? I think that will be fine.
You know, life is very strange.
Most of the time when we walk around in a daze, sometimes we're happy.
Sometimes we're miserable.
Most of the time, we're somewhere in between.
And if you're lucky, you never get to know real misery.
But for those of us who have, it's very hard to keep any kind of faith.
But then something comes along.
Someone who, I don't know, makes us wonder if maybe, just maybe, there's somebody up there looking out for us.
People talk about the kindness of strangers, but you're not strangers.
Not anymore.
St.
Charles Place, two hotels.
That's mine, and it's gonna cost you, Jack.
Well, that wipes me out.
I can't win if I can't cheat.
Can I quit while I'm ahead? I am really beat.
Oh, go ahead, I'm just gonna sit here and count my money.
You do that.
You know what? I'm feeling really generous tonight, you guys take my room, I'll just bunk on the couch.
- You got any other plans this evening? - All yours.
I like that.
Thank you.
Why don't you go on in? I'll be there.
You got it.
Hey, Dylan, give me a call sometime, and buy me a megaburger at the Pit.
You got it.
Listen, Dylan.
I know I can be a pain in the butt most of the time, but it is damn nice to have a family to come home to and I just want to say, thank you very much.
It's all right.
Good night.
Good night, Dad.
- Well, I guess he finally told his mom.
- Yeah.
Steve, are you okay? I had the most incredible weekend.
What? I met an awesome girl.
Steven, you'll have time to talk to your friends later.
- Sit down.
- Hi, Mrs.
Sanders.
Mrs.
Sanders, I've been expecting you.
Please come in.
Your mother and I had a very interesting talk, Steven.
And? And she's convinced me to allow you to remain at West Beverly on probation which if you pass all your courses you might actually graduate with your class.
That's great.
You know, I was thinking that Steven.
The condition of your probation is that you are required to attend double detention.
Which means you'll arrive at school every morning at 7:15 and you will not leave school until 4:45 every afternoon.
And if you miss one detention, we will enact the expulsion.
Thank you, Mrs.
Teasley.
It's been my pleasure.
- Thanks, Mom.
- Don't even talk to me.
- Thanks, Mrs.
Teasley.
- Don't talk to me, either.
- What's the verdict? - It's a piece of cake, Bran.
You never cease to amaze me, Sanders.
And don't you forget it.
Bren, all the Thanksgiving sales on Rodeo are still going on, wanna go? I can't afford those clothes at 50 percent off.
Oh, come on, you'll find something or you'll just watch me buy.
- That sounds like fun.
- I hate to shop alone Hi, Kel.
Hi, Bren.
You guys have a nice Thanksgiving?