Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) s03e19 Episode Script

Well, just make some phone calls, yeah.
Armand Greer, Pete Harris, the usual gang of idiots.
I wanna know who's still talking to me.
Yeah, well, make it about 8:00.
Give me time to take a long hot bath.
Okay, I'll see you then, baby.
All right, bye.
- Christine? - Yeah.
- You know, I liked her.
- She is real easy to like.
So, what do you think about the limo, huh? Just like the old days.
Oh, I don't know.
I'm not really too fond of the old days.
Well, it was just a little gift from my attorneys, so we might as well enjoy it.
How did you swing this? I thought you didn't have a shot at parole for at least another couple years.
I don't honestly know, son.
The lawyers worked something out.
- I just packed my bags and ran.
- So, what are you going to do now? Long-term, who knows? Short-term, we party.
Call your friends, whoever you want.
We'll call room service, have Ricardo fix something up.
Give me a chance to forget I lost the last two years of my life.
I'm glad you're out.
Me too, son.
Me too.
Looks like we have company.
Yeah, everybody turned out for their favourite felon.
Let me handle this.
Was there a financial transaction involved in your sudden release? I don't have that kind of money.
What about the lawsuits pending against you? How will you compensate the people that allege you stole? Talk to my lawyers.
I've been out of touch.
What's the first thing you'll do now that you're free? I'm going to Disneyland.
I'm gonna spend some time with my son.
- Mr.
McKay, what about the? - That's it, guys.
I'll talk to you later.
I thought you meant it when you said you loved me.
- I did.
- Oh, but you don't anymore? - This is not about love, Jackie.
- Then what is it about? I like women, okay? I can't help myself.
A 19-year-old dental hygienist is hardly a woman.
- I told you.
That's over.
- Only because you're bored with her.
Okay, so I'm a bastard.
What do you want from me? I want you out of my sight.
Go be with your bimbo.
I'm sorry, Kelly.
It's not your fault.
I mean, I like your dad.
He's always been really cool to me, you know? I just can't believe he'd do something so tacky.
Yeah, well, believe it.
He did the same thing to my mother.
It was just a different dental hygienist.
Only my mother didn't have the guts to throw him out, so she moved to Portland and started a new life.
When it comes to throwing guys out, my mom's got a lot of practise.
I just feel bad for Erin.
I mean, she's just a baby.
At least she's too young to really know what's going on.
Until she gets old enough to start wondering where her daddy's at.
If Mel and Jackie crash and burn, what are we gonna do? We're the kids.
We'll do what we're told.
That's easy for you to say.
You get to stay here.
What about me? Where do I go? I mean, the only reason my mom agreed to let me live here is because my dad convinced her he'd make a good home life for me.
David, you'll still have a home.
Come on, in a bachelor pad in the marina with his latest girlfriend? No, thanks.
We'll figure something out.
I promise.
- Hello? - Hi, it's me.
- Hi, how's your dad? - Are you kidding? He's great.
He's having a party tonight at the Bel Age.
- Why don't you come over? - I don't know.
David and I are kind of dealing with some heavy family stuff.
Tell him to come too.
I'm inviting everybody.
All right, hold on.
Dylan's dad's having a party tonight.
Do you wanna go? I can't.
I've gotta go to Donna's and try and study for my chem.
midterm.
You go.
I think it'd do you some good to get out of the house for a little while.
No kidding.
- I'll be there.
What time? - Eight o'clock? Great.
Bye.
Mr.
McKay, was there a financial transaction involved in your sudden release from prison? - I don't have that kind of money.
- Right.
Two years on a ten-year sentence.
The guy hardly even has time to write a book.
Dad, you don't even know the guy.
Don't tell me you're gonna defend him.
He's a liar and a crook and God knows what else.
Why do you hate Jack McKay so much? Everyone makes mistakes.
Brenda, it's beyond mistakes.
Hello? Oh, hi, Dylan.
Oh, yeah, she's right here.
Hang on.
Hi, I just saw you on television.
Tonight? Okay.
Are you at the hotel now? I'll call you back.
Bye.
Where are you going, young lady? - Out.
- Brenda.
They're having a party for Dylan's father at the Bel Age.
Dylan invited me and I'm going.
No, I'm sorry, you're not.
I don't believe it.
The war is starting all over again, isn't it? Brenda, this is not about Dylan.
His father is another story.
I don't want you going anywhere near this man, do you understand? Dad, it is only a party.
Brenda, Jack McKay went to jail for insider trading, but that is only the tip of the iceberg.
He was involved in money laundering, bribery, and he's got Mob connections, for God's sake.
Honey, I don't ask you for much, but, please, trust your old man on this one.
So you're heading over to the Bel Age? Dylan said it's gonna be a pretty happening scene.
Oh, come on, even without Magic, I'd still rather be at a Lakers game.
Are you sure you can't get away? Look, I've got two tickets at centre court, floor level.
No, can do, chief.
Duty calls.
Sanders, get out of here.
You're not spending any money.
So you wanna get in on a little bet before you go down to the game? - Cleveland's looking pretty good.
- First of all, I do not bet against the Lakers.
Ever, okay? And second of all, how many times do I have to tell you that basketball is a sucker's bet? Well, maybe for you, sonny, but I follow the game.
- I'm practically a maven.
- Yeah.
Talk to me tomorrow when I'm $100 richer, buddy boy.
Hey, Nat, would you do me a favour? Would you call Duke and put a buck on Cleveland for me? Brandon, isn't that kind of steep? No, they're only giving the Lakers two points.
- Oh, two points.
- Nat, it's easy money.
There's no such thing, pal.
Stay loose.
Andrea, you've had your head buried in these magazines for an hour.
What could possibly be so interesting? Steve, what do you think about redheads? Redheads? Do you know what they say about redheads? What? They have red hair.
Very funny.
What about blondes? Do you like blondes? Well, isn't that a silly question? Come on, Andrea, this is California.
Blondes are like the state flower or something.
That's not what I meant, Steve.
I know what you meant, Andrea.
I think you'd look great as a blonde.
Why don't you go for it? But I couldn't.
- No, I mean, it's just too radical.
- Maybe radical is what you need.
You think so? The more radical-er the better.
Steve, there's no such word as "radical-er.
" It's not a word.
It's an attitude.
You know what I'm saying? - Hi.
- Oh, Kel.
Hey, you look great.
I was beginning to think no one was gonna show.
I'm the only one? So far, yeah.
Everyone else was busy or so they said.
I guess it's not that big of an honour to meet Jack McKay.
None of his so-called friends showed up either.
There are more waiters than guests.
Well, David had to study, really.
Yeah, Steve had to go to a basketball game.
Brandon had to work.
I forget what Andrea's reason was.
But Bren said she'll be here.
- She can't make it either.
- She said she was coming.
I know.
She didn't call you back? No.
What? She wanted to come, really.
Her dad made a big deal, you know how it is.
- Yeah, unfortunately, I do.
- Dylan.
Hey, it's not important.
You're here.
So when are you gonna introduce me to your father? Come on.
He's gonna love you.
You know you've been in the joint way too long when you start reading the prison newsletter for tips on how to decorate your cell.
Hey, Dylan, come on over here.
You remember Mickey Garwood, - greatest lawyer in the west.
- Good to see you again.
Listen, whatever you did to get my dad out of there, thanks.
- This is my friend, Kelly Taylor.
- A very beautiful Kelly Taylor.
Thank you.
It's nice to meet you.
Great taste, kid.
Just like your old man.
Well, you better behave yourself, Jack.
- This is Christine.
- Hi.
- Hi, Kelly, nice to meet you.
- Thanks.
Well, I better be going, Jack.
Oh, Mickey, come on, you just got here.
I gotta be in court at 8 tomorrow.
Oh, that's right.
Okay, well, let me show you out.
- Bye, Christine.
- Bye, Mickey.
Pleasure meeting you, Miss Taylor.
Jack's entourage isn't as big as it was in the old days.
Your father had a lot more money in the old days.
With just over 22 seconds left to play in overtime, the Cavs holding on to a slim three-point lead.
Come on, come on, Cavs.
Let's hold them here.
Let's hold them here.
- Brandon.
- Hang on, Bren.
- Look, I need to talk to you.
- Can it wait? No.
Kelly went to the party at the Bel Age.
- That's nice.
- Brandon.
Come on, Cleveland.
Hold them here.
Just hold them.
Why are you rooting against the Lakers? I'm not rooting against them, I'm betting against them.
Look, I understand why dad wouldn't let me go to the party, but with Kelly being there Come on, Cleveland.
Come on.
Come on.
Brandon.
- What are you doing? Give me that.
- I need to talk to you.
After the game I'll talk to you as long as you want, Bren.
I promise.
What is it with you, anyway? Why are you betting on all these basketball games? Because it's fun and it makes it interesting, and I like it, okay? I don't smoke.
I don't drink.
I'm sleeping my way through my senior year.
I don't have a girlfriend.
I'm bored out of my head.
This gives me little pleasure and it's making me some money.
So, what's the big deal? Oh, excuse me.
Sorry I asked.
Goes in strong.
Ball's tipped.
Looking around.
Perkins picks it up.
No, no, no.
A.
C.
Green dribbling from downtown.
No.
Can't seem to find his Yes, we have some caviar, some smoked salmon and pig-meat pizza.
No, thanks, I'm not very hungry.
Are you okay? You don't sound so good.
Stuff's going down at home.
Looks like my mom's gonna be single again.
You're kidding me.
I mean, I really thought those two would make it.
Unfortunately, so did my mother.
- Are you okay? - I guess so.
Think I'd be used to it by now, I've been through it enough.
I just wish they'd stop fighting, get on with the divorce.
You wanna stay here with me tonight? I can't do that.
Why not? You know why not.
Okay, but I've got an idea.
Let's go swimming.
- Swimming? - Yeah.
I don't have a suit.
So the shops are open downstairs, we'll buy you one.
It's too cold.
Kelly, the pool's heated and I'll keep you warm.
What about your father? He's got his own blonde.
He's busy.
He'll never miss us.
Come on.
Let's go.
Remember the last time we went swimming in this pool? Mark What's-His-Name almost drowned.
He was so wasted at your party.
Yeah, the good old days.
I sort of remember.
I'm lucky I remember anything.
This was a good idea.
- I'm full of good ideas.
- Oh, I bet you are.
- Don't do it unless you mean it.
- I mean it.
You're in trouble then.
Don't do that if you don't mean it.
I mean it.
Well, you're in trouble now.
Dylan, what if Brenda had come tonight? She didn't.
So is that how you made up your mind, because she's not here? Maybe.
Mel and my mom are breaking up because he was fooling around.
I just can't feel that great about being the other woman.
Look, it was you two that gave me the dumb ultimatum.
You said choose.
I chose.
I chose you.
I want you.
I've always wanted you.
If we're gonna make it, we have to tell Brenda the truth.
We can't make the same mistake again.
Fine.
No problem.
No, I mean we have to tell her about the summer.
Kelly, telling Brenda about us fooling around this summer, it's not gonna help anything.
I know, but she's my friend.
I owe it to her to tell her the truth, you know? So do you.
Okay.
Donna, thank you so much.
Without you, I wouldn't know where to start.
I can't afford those fancy salons.
I figured, "Who should I call? Of course, Donna.
She's an expert at this kind of stuff.
She knows exactly what to do.
" And here you are.
It's perfect.
Have you picked out a colour yet? No, I don't want a colour, not all over.
I want one of those little You know, those little streaky things.
- Highlights.
- Yes, highlights.
- Do you know how to do that? - Of course I do.
I was thinking of I don't know, something a little I don't know, something a little blonde.
No, no, no.
Red would be much better with your skin tone.
Are you sure? Yeah, what are you worried about? I don't know.
- You don't have to do it.
- No.
It's time for a change.
If I'm gonna go off to Yale, I'm not gonna go there looking like some geek.
- Andrea, you are not a geek.
- Yeah, well, going to that spa with you guys taught me something.
Beauty may be skin deep, but it's no sin to be beautiful.
Good.
Still, I don't know.
It's such a big change.
Andrea, it's not plastic surgery.
It's a hair colour.
If you don't like it, you'll change it back.
You make it sound so easy.
Well, it is.
Trust me.
You're gonna be gorgeous, here and at Yale.
- Okay, thank you.
- Thank you.
Take care.
- Shouldn't we wait for Christine? - No, no, let her sleep.
Nice spread.
Who's picking up the tab? Well, you might as well know.
Between the fines and the lawyers, I'm wiped out.
But I did stash a little bit away where no one could find it.
- Just a little bit? - Just a little.
Just a little, not much, so enjoy it while it lasts.
What are you gonna do when it runs out? I'm gonna make some more, that's what.
You make it sound pretty easy.
It's not the '80s anymore.
So you're a financial expert now, is that it? No, far from it.
Well, maybe you ought to become one.
That trust fund of yours is pretty hefty, Dylan.
Might as well know what you're doing when it comes to investments.
I'm not interested in investments.
Besides, Jim Walsh takes care of all that.
Is he doing a good job? - I get a cheque every month.
- I know, but is he doing a good job? I wouldn't worry.
I mean, I'm sure it's very safe, very conservative.
That's just the way Jim is.
I'm sure he is, Dylan, but is he doing a good job? - I don't know.
- That's exactly what I'm talking about.
Did you read this? "Jack McKay's release from federal prison only marks the end of his criminal prosecution.
Over 300 lawsuits have been filed in civil court, the first due to come to trial in the next three months.
" Jack McKay's gonna be a busy man.
Wonder how much dough he's got stashed away.
Paper says he's broke.
- Morning, honey.
- Hi.
Brandon already left for school.
Want me to give you a ride? No, thanks, I'll walk.
Brenda, are you mad about last night? As a matter of fact, yes.
Kelly went to the party.
Apparently, her mother didn't have a problem with her meeting the evil Jack McKay.
Honey, Kelly's mother has a lot of other things on her mind right now.
And you're not Kelly Taylor.
I know I'm not.
Excuse me.
Hello? Well, yes, he is.
Just a minute, please? Jim, it's Jack McKay.
- Hello.
- Mr.
Walsh? - Speaking.
- I just wanted to introduce myself to the man who's been taking care of business for my son.
What can I do for you? Well, I just thought we ought to get together, you know? The sooner the better.
All right.
Why don't you call my office? My secretary can set something up.
Terrific, okay, I'll look forward to it.
- Goodbye, Mr.
McKay.
- Goodbye, Mr.
Walsh.
- What did he want? - A meeting.
- About Dylan's money? - He didn't say.
Dad, what's going on? First of all, I don't know.
And second of all, business between me and a client is confidential.
Mom, I don't like this.
I'm really worried about Dylan.
Honey, I'm sure your father will look out for Dylan.
That's what a trustee does.
Look, you heard what dad said.
Jack McKay is a very powerful guy.
And if you were him and you were broke and your son had all that money, wouldn't you want to get your hands on it? What happened, Dad? I blew it, David.
So that's it? That's all you can say? There's nothing more to say.
I'm going apartment hunting this afternoon.
So it's definitely over? David, I tried.
I really tried, but I have a problem with monogamy.
I can't just be with one woman.
I made a big mistake and now I have to pay the consequences.
This feels like déjà vu.
David, I'm sorry.
I am really sorry.
I wish that you didn't have to go through this, but we have some details we have to work out.
I'm not moving to Portland, Dad.
Who said anything about Portland? I'll get a two-bedroom here in Beverly Hills.
You can stay here until you graduate in June.
- Oh, that's real big of you.
- David.
What about Erin? Look, I will always be Erin's father.
And you will always be Erin's brother.
Oh, come on, when, on Sundays at the zoo with all the other divorced dads? That's not enough for me.
David, I'm sorry.
I don't understand why I have to lose a sister because you can't keep your hands off some girl in a white uniform.
David Look, I gotta go to school.
I hope you find a real nice apartment, Dad.
I think you look great in your bathing suit.
Thank you.
I mean, you're just beautiful all around, you know? Would you stop? We're at school.
Oh, Kel.
Listen, Kel, my dad really liked you and he wanted me to invite you to dinner again tonight with Christine, him, myself.
What do you think? - I don't know.
- Well, didn't you have a good time? Yeah, yeah, I did.
I just I couldn't sleep last night.
- I kept thinking about Brenda and - Hey.
How are we gonna tell her? What are we gonna tell her? Kel, that's not really the kind of thing that you rehearse.
She's right there.
You can tell right now if you want to.
Hi, guys.
How was the party? It was fine.
Dylan, look, I'm really sorry I couldn't come.
- It's okay.
- I just had to study, that's all.
Right.
Listen, I'm late for class.
Kelly, you didn't tell Dylan what my dad said, did you? No, of course not.
I should have been there.
Dylan needs friends right now.
Especially friends who understand how bad it is between him and his father.
You've met Dylan's dad? Yeah, the first time Dylan and I went out, he took me back to the Bel Age.
Jack started screaming and Dylan went right for the bottle.
Well, either Dylan's stronger or Jack's a lot mellower, because it wasn't anything like that last night.
Jack told the funniest story about how they used to order up ten banana splits from Room Service and see who could eat the most.
Well, I don't think all of Dylan's memories are quite that adorable.
Well, he wants to give his dad a chance.
And I think that's great.
Yeah, I guess.
I'll talk to you later.
You should have been there last night.
I'm telling you, I was sitting behind Jack Nicholson.
I'm just glad the Cavs covered the spread those last few minutes Hey, guys, glad you could make it last night.
Thank you very much.
Remind me to return the favour sometime.
Dylan, if I'd known it was that important to you You'd have gone to the game, anyway, Steve.
Hey, I'm sorry, man, I just couldn't get off work.
Oh, it's okay.
I know how it is.
I mean, Nat couldn't possibly get by without you for one night.
- Come on, Dylan.
- I know what you're talking about.
Your dad doesn't want you or your sister within 50 feet of my old man.
He's a convicted felon.
It's not true.
Nice to know who your friends are.
Dylan.
Okay, that's the last piece.
- Now we wait 20 minutes and wash.
- Okay.
You look like a human Jell-O mould.
One more comment like that and you're out the door, all right? I don't care how I look now.
It's later that I'm worried about.
If your hair turns out the colour of that stuff, you're in big trouble.
You're a big help.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't even be here.
I should be at home packing.
David, it's not gonna happen that fast.
Yes, it is.
As soon as he finds a place, he's moving.
David, look, I might sound naive, but why can't you just stay with Kelly and Jackie? Andrea, you are naive.
Jackie is divorcing my father.
She's not gonna want me around.
I'd be nothing but a reminder of all the rotten things he did to her.
That is not true.
Jackie likes you.
She knows this isn't your fault.
Trust me, she wouldn't go for it.
And even if she did, my dad wouldn't allow it.
Well, how do you know if you don't ask? She's right.
Brandon, just got a soda delivery in.
Would you help Willie? Yeah, sure.
No problem.
Hey, did Duke stop by yet? - What? - Duke.
He owes me 100 bucks.
Oh, God, Brandon.
I forgot to place the bet.
You forgot? I feel terrible.
I mean, you know, things got so busy last night.
I forgot to call.
I'm sorry.
I don't believe it.
- You sure he forgot to place the bet? - Steve, don't even think it.
Well, did he ever forget to place a bet when you lost? Here take this.
This is the hundred you would have won.
Nat, I can't take that.
Come on, I feel terrible.
Let me make it up to you.
Okay.
But not with money.
Okay, what do you want? I want Duke's phone number, Nat.
I'm a big boy.
It doesn't make sense for you to be booking my bets for me.
Oh, I don't know, Brandon.
Come on, Nat, it's just a phone number.
I'm not going to be passing it out around school.
That's not what I'm talking about.
You letting me book your bets, I get to keep an eye on you.
But on your own, it makes me nervous.
Nat.
Nat, it's me here.
Brandon Walsh.
Honours English.
Never been late for work.
- Boy Scout.
- Boy Scout.
What are you worried about? Thank you for agreeing to meet with us so quickly, Mr.
Walsh.
No problem.
What can I do for you? Well, I just have some questions.
Dylan and I have talked it over and Dylan wants to explore his legal options vis-à-vis the trust.
I want my dad to manage my money, Jim.
That's not possible.
Given that your father was convicted on federal racketeering charges, his current legal status, I'm afraid, would preclude him from serving as a licensed money manager or a competent trustee.
I'm not talking about managing the trust, Mr.
Walsh.
I am talking about dissolving the trust.
I think Dylan's mother may have a problem with that.
She established an irrevocable trust, whereby the money will stay there until Dylan's 21 st birthday.
Dylan, how about letting Mr.
Walsh and me have a couple minutes alone? All right.
Mr.
Walsh, I want to thank you very much for looking after my son when I wasn't around, but now that I'm here, well, I'm afraid your services are no longer necessary.
- You can't fire me.
- You're right, Mr.
Walsh, I can't.
But you and I both know it only takes three signatures to open up that so-called irrevocable trust and release all that money.
Yours, my ex-wife's and Dylan's.
And if Iris signs, you can hardly stand in the way, can you, Jim? I cannot, in good faith, support this.
You're talking about protecting him from his own father.
Perhaps.
I feel fairly certain that your ex-wife will never go along with this.
Well, why don't we just call her and find out? I mean, after all, I think I know Iris McKay just a little bit better than you do.
Jim? Hey, Bren, have you seen my calculator? What would I be doing with your calculator? I left it on my desk.
I haven't been in your room, Brandon, and I would appreciate it if you stay out of mine.
All right, I'll bite.
What's the matter? Nothing.
I'm surprised you're studying.
Isn't there a basketball game on or something? Look, Bren, I'm sorry I blew you off last night, but the game went into overtime.
Forgive me.
Yeah, sure.
Bren, just because dad wouldn't let you go to Dylan's little party, don't take it out on me.
I could have gone to that party if I wanted to.
Then why didn't you? What if dad's right? What if Dylan's father is, like, a major bad guy? Yeah, I know what you mean.
I was actually kind of glad I had to work last night.
You know, no matter how close Dylan and I got, there was always a part of him that I could never understand.
And now with his father back in the picture, it seems like he's even more distant.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe the rich are different.
Sparkling cider.
Don't let anybody say I'm corrupting my son.
What are we toasting to, anyway? We are toasting to you and me.
My brains, your money, sky is the limit.
Aren't you being a little premature? Iris hasn't signed anything yet.
Oh, she'll sign, Dylan.
Believe me, she'll sign.
Would y'all excuse me? I just need to finish my hair.
It looks finished to me.
Oh, what do men know, anyway? Excuse me.
Hello.
Hang on.
I'm gonna take this in the other room.
Just make yourselves comfortable.
It'll just take a minute.
It sounds like your meeting with Brenda's dad went very well.
It depends who you talk to.
My dad, he hears what he wants to hear.
It's all up to my mom.
You don't sound very enthusiastic about the whole thing.
I just care more about my old man than I do the money.
If this will bring us closer, I'll go along for the ride.
Listen to me, I told you I'm doing the best I can.
These things take time.
Are you ready? Yeah, honey, I'll be right out.
- Just keep them entertained, okay? - Okay.
Look, I told you everything is under control.
Yes, we will get the money out of the trust.
A deal's a deal.
Now, you back off until you hear from me, you got that? Good.
I had a very good time tonight.
I told you so.
Although I would like to try it without my dad and Christine sometime.
Kind of like to get you alone, all to myself.
It's getting a little late.
You sure you don't wanna stay with me? No.
I've promised myself not until we tell Brenda.
Which we had the perfect opportunity to do today at school.
What if she stops talking to me again? What do you want? You wanna pretend there's nothing going on between us just so Brenda will keep talking to us? No.
So we'll tell her tomorrow.
Together, after school.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Where have you been? Do you know what time it is? Yeah, I told you I was going out with Dylan and his father for dinner.
Till 2:00 in the morning? Since when do you wait up? I wasn't really waiting up.
I couldn't sleep.
Did Mel leave? Yeah, he's staying in a hotel until he can find an apartment.
Probably with his girlfriend.
Mom, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have gone out tonight.
No, no, no.
It's bad enough you have to go through this at all.
I don't want you putting your life on hold because of me.
Did you have fun? Yeah, I did.
I can't believe Dylan and I are finally together.
Well, at least one of us is lucky in love, huh? Yeah, I guess so.
What about Brenda? She doesn't know yet.
Come here.
Oh, come here.
David.
Oh, I'll go get a bottle.
I already got one.
Well, thank you.
You don't have to thank me.
She's my sister, too, you know? Yes, she is.
And you're doing a great job.
I'm already starting to miss it.
Her crying in the middle of the nights, her smiling in the morning while she's spitting Cream of Wheat.
Mom, why does David have to go? He doesn't.
- What? - Erin is your sister.
Her home is your home.
You can stay as long as you like.
- Do you mean it? - Yeah, I do.
Me too.
You belong here.
Well, what about my parents? What do I tell them? I'll talk to Mel.
God knows he owes me something.
I think it's time I start collecting, don't you? - Hi.
- Hi.
- Can I talk to you for a minute? - Sure.
What's up? Do you wanna go to a movie tonight or something? I can't, Bren, I've got plans with my dad.
- Well, maybe another night, then.
- Maybe.
Dylan, what's the matter? Nothing.
I just got a lot of things on my mind.
Look, if it's because I didn't go to the party, I'm sorry, but let's not let your dad and my dad come between us.
It's just business, Bren.
Okay.
I better get to class.
- Well? - It looks great.
- You look gorgeous.
- You think so? - Stunning.
- Oh, thanks, you guys.
I gotta go.
Donna, her hair doesn't look any different.
What? It looks highlighty.
Well, whatever you say, I didn't see it.
Then why'd you tell her how gorgeous she looked? My dad always taught me that beautiful women like to be told that they're smart, and smart women like to be told that they're beautiful.
So, what am I? You're smart and beautiful.
Do me a favour, David.
Don't take anymore advice from your father about women, okay? - Okay.
- Thanks.
How'd you do last night with all that action going on? I did pretty well.
Thank you, my friend.
I'm meeting Dukie later on tonight to pick up my winnings.
One hundred American dollars.
Now, do you still think basketball's a sucker's bet? As a matter of fact, yes, I do, Brandon.
Hi, guys.
- Hi, Andrea.
- Hi, Andrea.
- Bye, Andrea.
- Hey, Steve.
Why don't you stop by the Peach Pit later on? Help me count all my cash.
Yeah.
So, Steve, you notice anything different? - You got new glasses? - No.
A new vest? No.
You did it, huh? So you like it? What? What did she do? Well, it's definitely not that radical, but it looks good on you.
Thank you, Steve.
What did you do? What did she do? Nothing.
Men.
- Hey, man.
- Hey.
Listen, B, I want to apologise to you for busting your chops about that party thing.
That's okay.
I probably could have twisted Nat's arm.
The truth is, I didn't.
Anyway, you don't have to prove to me anything about our friendship.
Man, you've already done that.
Yeah, same here.
Look, I don't think you're gonna be seeing me around your house much.
Why? What's going on? Are you okay? I'm fine.
It's just I don't think Bren's gonna want to see me for a while or talk to me or hear anything about me.
And I didn't want you to think that I was avoiding you.
So it's finally over, huh? Again.
Yeah, this is it.
Okay.
Do me a favour? Look out for your sister, man.
She'll need it.
Hi.
- Hi.
- What's going on? We need to talk to you.
Come on in.
Why don't we take a walk instead? Let me get my jacket.
Okay, let's go.
Brenda, please try to understand how much you mean to us, all right? I know this is hard for you, Bren.
It's hard for all of us.
Don't touch me.
Dylan, you have made your choice I have to live with that and I should've seen it coming, but I don't have to listen to it anymore.
I'm going home, okay? No, Brenda, we need to tell you something else.
Well, I don't wanna hear it.
I've heard enough.
You're gonna have to, Bren, because neither of us can stand to lie to you anymore.
This summer, while you were in Paris Look, I told you I was with a girl, right? Kelly was the girl.
I thought you guys were my friends? I loved you.
I trusted you both.
- Brenda, please.
- We didn't plan this, Bren.
No, of course you didn't plan it, Dylan, you just let it happen.
And you lied to me, both of you, for months and months.
When I broke up with you, you made it seem like Kelly was just some girl you picked to go out with.
You made it seem so innocent, like it was my fault.
Neither of us wanted to hurt you.
You didn't care about how I felt at all, Kelly.
That's not true.
- Did you two sleep together? - No.
And why should I believe you? Because it's the truth.
Why are you doing this to me? Because we owe it to you, Bren.
Don't you think that we all owe ourselves something more than this, that we can start again from some place honest? Honesty? Is that what you think this is about, Dylan? I don't think so.
Look, I hate you both.
Never talk to me again.
She'll be all right.
I hope so.
Will we?