Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) s03e22 Episode Script

- Dylan.
- Yeah? - I was gonna move your car.
- It's okay.
I'll get it.
Yeah? Thanks, Dad.
Well, hey, what are dads for, huh? Dad! Jack! We're gonna be dreaming about this for the rest of our lives.
You might as well get used to it.
Except it's not just a dream, it's It's a nightmare.
It's our nightmare.
Jack's dead.
We might as well be.
How am I supposed to be in two places at one time? It's humanly impossible.
Of all the days to schedule my first recording session.
You're telling me about your career as if I care.
I don't.
What am I supposed to tell them? Icon Records isn't gonna understand why I can't be there tomorrow.
Two weeks ago I would have been happy to intercede on your behalf, but since you sold me down the river, David, why don't you make like a tree and leave.
They're all over his front yard.
- Isn't that illegal? - Depends.
in connection with yesterday's brutal gangland-style murder of one-time Beverly Hills financier, Jack McKay.
What time is the funeral? thinks that she knows who Ten a.
m.
Did you call him, Andrea? I didn't know what to say.
Me either.
Hey, Dylan.
You didn't think you were gonna get rid of me that easy, did you? Lady, I'm trying Trying to reach Iris McKay.
McKay.
M-C-K-A-Y.
Why don't you hang up already, will you? What are you crying to mama for, huh? - I mean, what did she ever do us? - Excuse me? - Did you get a hold of your mom yet? - You know where she's at.
The woman is off in woo-woo land searching for the meaning of life.
Dylan, are you okay? Hey, can? Can I leave a message with you? Yeah, tell her Jack McKay got blown to bits in Venice, California and Dylan thought she might just wanna know.
Tell her that Dylan called.
Aloha.
- Still no luck, huh? - None at all.
Come on, man, let's bail.
Let's go while we've got the chance.
We could be in Baja in two hours.
Dylan, I just I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.
So do I, Kel.
- Damn it, not now! - God, what do they want now? You know what they want.
They wanna sell newspapers.
- Should I answer it? - They want to put us in a freak show! - Dylan, what should I tell them? - Tell them I split.
- Mr.
Walsh.
- Hi, Kelly.
Come in before they take your picture.
- This is crazy.
- They've been camped there all day.
- Where is he? - He's back there.
- He's not doing very good though.
- I know, honey.
Let me talk to him.
- I'm so sorry, son.
- Yeah.
Where you going? I don't know, but I can't stay here.
That's why I came over.
We want you to come back and stay with us for a while.
Thanks, Jim, but Brenda's made it clear she doesn't want anything to do with me.
Apparently she's had a change of heart.
She was the one who insisted I come here and bring you back.
Are you gonna be okay, Kelly? - Yeah.
I'm just gonna go home.
- All right.
- Can you give us a minute? - Out of the way.
- Out of the way, let him through.
- Any leads yet, Dylan? Have you gotten any sleep since the death of your Dad? Excuse us.
Any comment at all Give us the scoop.
What about the allegations against your father, Dylan? Just a comment, Dylan.
Do you have anything to say? What do you propose we do, genius? Kidnap the kid in front of the eyewitness news team? Yeah, well, you guys blew this, not me.
So we either do it my way or you find yourself another cowboy.
You know, Bren, you look like you could use a little rocky-road-butter-pecan combo right about now.
Now? Yeah, right.
Listen, you letting Dylan stay here is a really nice gesture.
Yeah.
What's wrong? I'm just kind of scared.
So is he.
I think they're here.
A little orange sherbet? Last chance.
Where's Dylan? He's looking at the backyard.
Hey, D.
Hey, B.
How you doing? How you doing? I'm here.
Want me to take these bags up for you? What are you, the bellboy? For you? Yeah.
You know what I love about your backyard, man? - What? - It looks the same today, you know.
I mean, the same as it did yesterday.
And the day before that and the day before that.
Well, you know us Walshes, boring and predictable.
All except one.
Are you guys gonna come inside? It's pretty cold out here.
You know, when our Aunt Sheila died, I didn't wanna go to the funeral.
Yeah, neither did I.
I felt better afterwards, saying goodbye and all.
What, I'm supposed to go have a good cry with the press breathing down my neck? They won't show up to the memorial services, - I promise you that.
- Yeah, we won't let them.
What difference does it make if I go, you guys? Jack's gone.
Dylan, he's still here.
Just like Aunt Sheila's still here.
- Oh, what, Bren, in spirit? - Yes.
I don't believe in that.
When your number's up, your number's up.
Jack took a hit and that's it.
You don't have to decide right now.
I mean, maybe you'll feel differently after you sleep on it.
Look, Bren, I wanna thank you for letting me stay Dylan, you don't have to say anything.
In fact, I wanna apologise to you.
I'm sorry it took me a whole day to swallow my pride and do the right thing.
l I think you need another pillow.
I'm just gonna go out in the hall and get it.
You know, it's gonna be okay.
Just keep telling me that, will you? I just felt so useless.
I mean, I kept trying to reassure Dylan that everything was gonna be okay.
But I just don't think I was getting through to him.
He's probably still in shock.
Or maybe he knows that I don't know what the hell I'm talking about.
No, Kelly, you've never been in a situation like this before.
I mean, you can't expect to know how to take care of him right now.
- I bet the Walshes do.
- What's that supposed to mean? Dinner's ready.
You are staying, aren't you? Well, what are we having for dinner? Meat loaf and mashed potatoes.
What, you don't like meat loaf? No, it's just so retro, so fattening.
Hello.
Yeah, he is.
Hold on.
- It's your producer.
- Oh, God.
Hello.
Oh, great, great.
All right.
Thanks a lot, Serge.
I'll see you then.
So you were able to reschedule? Not exactly.
David, I thought you were gonna tell them about the funeral.
- Can we talk about this later, please? - Fine.
We'll talk about it at dinner.
Aren't you coming? No, I just feel like being alone.
You just don't feel like eating the meat loaf.
It's disgusting, gentlemen.
Disgusting.
- Who's winning? - The bad guys.
Hey, don't turn it off on my account.
It's all right.
This game's over.
Pistons never even showed up.
Easy come, easy go.
So how much you on the hook for? Well, over the whole season I'm pretty much even.
Maybe down a little.
It's all right, I got two games tomorrow.
Fully expect to bounce back and possibly even be in the plus side.
Always do.
You must be pretty beat, huh? Man, I haven't slept in two days.
Yeah, well, I'll try not to snore.
Thanks.
- Good night, man.
- Good night.
Hey, dude.
I've been expecting you.
What? You gonna make me drink alone? You can't tell me you don't want any.
Where are you going? You gonna go call your sponsor? So he can tell you that he understands how you feel? Or would you rather wake up Jim and Cindy so they can tell you you've been like a son to them.
Quit torturing yourself, man.
What do you want, Dylan? You wanna You wanna hate him, so you won't miss him? That's not gonna work.
Because you'll just remember the other day.
He put his arm around you and just for that second it felt like somebody loved you.
It's a lose-lose situation, you know? I mean, it's a classic case.
We're going down.
What's it gonna be? Stone-cold sober or feeling no pain? What does Dylan like for breakfast? Black coffee.
Dylan's not really a morning person.
Except when he's surfing.
Yeah, well, he's not going surfing today.
You know, he told me he hadn't slept since the explosion.
He went out like a light last night.
Well, we'll just let him sleep then.
We don't have to go for another hour.
Is that reporter from Channel 12 still out there? Nope.
Nobody's out there.
But this, on the front-page again, with Dylan's picture no less.
- You're kidding.
- Why can't they just leave him alone? Well, it's a valid news story, Bren.
- What does it say? - Well, there are two articles.
"Death of a Crooked Salesman" and "FBI to Probe McKay's Mob Ties".
I don't think we should let Dylan see this this morning.
I agree.
I think he's had enough news for one week.
I think we all have.
Kelly, you're not even dressed yet.
I'm sick, Donna.
I really don't feel good.
- Kelly.
- I don't.
- I have stomach cramps.
- So take an aspirin.
The service starts in half an hour.
I tried saving you the trip over here, but you'd already left.
- Why? What? What's the matter? - Nothing.
We have to take separate cars because I'm going to the recording session afterwards.
But Brandon says we have to go to the Walshes' afterwards to pay our condolences.
Now that is something I'm definitely not doing.
Why not? You planning on having a stomach ache all day? Don't you think it'd be awkward for Kelly to go over there with Brenda not even talking to her? Funerals are awkward for everybody.
I mean, aren't you and Dylan supposed to be going out? Don't you think he needs you there today? And I don't understand why you just didn't tell Serge Menkin that today isn't a good day to cut a record.
Donna, I can't start making demands before I've proven myself.
What's Dylan gonna think? Well, if he thinks about me at all, which I highly doubt, maybe he'll appreciate me leaving him alone.
You know, I am really disappointed in you.
In both of you.
All right, I'm coming.
I just don't know what to wear.
Yeah.
Come in.
You about ready? Do I have to wear this tie? Not if you don't want to.
Shall we go? If you say so.
You threw away all my stuff and took down all the pictures.
No, they're just packed away in a box in the garage.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Dylan, you've never been out of my mind.
Bren, if this hadn't happened, l I wouldn't be welcome in here.
Dylan, you and Kelly hurt me pretty badly, but it's nothing compared to what you're going through.
And in the grand scheme of things, you'll look back years from now and I'll just be a girl you knew in high school.
No, you won't.
No, you won't, Bren.
Not after everything.
That's nice to know.
We better get going.
Do me a favour, Bren.
Will you help me tie this thing? How do we even know that's him in there? I mean, well, that could be the upholstery or the steering wheel or anything.
Dad, where are you? They're ready to start unless you need a few more minutes.
No.
Let's get this over with.
They asked if you wanted to say a few words at the service.
You have some time to think about it.
To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose unto the heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die.
A time to plant, a time to pluck up what has been planted.
A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones together.
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing.
What can you say about a man who had everything and lost it? About a man who may not have realised what he had? - Was he blind or? - What is he gonna say, huh? Is he gonna say that he was a wise man, that he was a kind man, that he had ideas, vision? And what are you gonna tell them? You mean, are you gonna tell them what a great father he was? Devoted husband, model citizen.
Are you gonna tell them that they killed him, but he didn't really deserve to die? Come on.
Dylan.
How do you feel? Do you wanna say anything? Because the truth is, they whacked him because he was a bad guy.
So if you wanna share that with all these people here, then you be my guest.
No, I don't.
Well, I guess he's not gonna be coming out anytime soon, huh? Well, you know, he's not very big on crowds.
He probably just wants to be alone right now.
Are you sure we should come over? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
He'll be okay.
My mom's putting out a big spread.
Donna, can't you just say goodbye for me? No.
I hate goodbyes.
Well, I guess this is goodbye for us too.
Yeah, but I'll see you back at the Walshes.
I think I'm gonna skip it.
Why? I just don't wanna intrude.
Excuse me, Christine.
My mom wanted me to make sure you have our address.
Yes, I do.
Thank you very much.
And Kelly, you remember how to get there, don't you? I think I can find it.
He'll just be a few minutes.
Is everything all right? He had to go to the bathroom.
Dylan.
I don't know if you remember me.
I worked for Terry Wilson on the boat? Yeah, yeah.
Just wanted to tell you how sorry I am about what happened and all.
Thanks.
Excuse me.
You're gonna get a phone call at your friend's house in two hours from some people who need to speak with you.
What are you talking about? They just wanna pay their respects.
Be smart and do what they tell you.
Hey, Dylan.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to bother you.
Don't worry, son.
These things have a way of working themselves out.
Listen, man, I'd really like to be at Brandon's afterwards with everyone, but the fact is, I have a recording session I have to be at Whatever.
Thanks for coming, Nat.
- Bye, Nat.
- Bye, honey.
Can I get you anything? No, not right now.
Thanks.
Yo, D, wanna go shoot some hoops, brother? No.
Come on, man, a little horse, a little pig.
No, maybe later.
See you out there.
- You guys gonna shoot around? - Your son thinks he can school me.
Why don't you ask Dylan if he'll play? He's not into it, Dad.
Let me work on him.
- Here, man.
- Brandon, can I talk to you for a sec? Sure.
What's up? I'm worried about Dylan.
Well, you can't exactly expect him to be the life of the party.
But that article in the paper made it sound like he might be the next target.
And that's why we decided not to discuss it with him, remember? Brandon, from the way he's talking, something tells me he already knows.
These chips are so salty.
Then why don't you stop eating them? I can't.
I'm so nervous.
What are you nervous about? This house.
Dylan and Brenda under the same roof together.
Oh, please.
Come on.
I can't help it.
I mean, it's like I'm paralysed.
I don't even know what to say to him.
I feel like he's totally ignoring me.
Well, that's because you're acting really weird.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
How long does it take freesia to bloom? In southern California, not more than about 10 weeks.
Cindy has quite a green thumb.
Well, would you like to go sit out on the patio? - Sure.
- What about you, Dylan? I was just wondering, when are we gonna be going down to the studio? Well, the group ahead of you, they have one more track to lay Maybe another hour.
- An hour? - Why? You have someplace you'd rather be? No.
Well, sort of.
You see, my friend's father, he just got He died and they're having the reception right now.
Oh, David, why didn't you say anything to us? Serge booked the space, we have people coming in.
I know.
It was just sort of a last minute death.
- I mean - David, a word to the wise: You want a career in this business, you gotta get a creative synergy going.
You know, that's a give and take kind of thing.
I hip, you hop.
You bip, I bop.
You know what I'm saying? - Not really.
- Don't worry, you will.
Okay, this is it.
This is for the title, this is for the money.
This is for everything, folks.
If l If I make this shot in, you'll have to kiss my feet in a conga line.
- Is he always like this? - Yeah.
Shoot the ball already, Steve? I wanna know if there's any takers.
Yeah, I got a taker for you.
Shoots.
Two points.
All right.
You know, they're not your friends, don't you? I mean, Brandon, he's the one they love.
A heartbreaker.
Oh, and like you and Donna Martin have anything in common.
Except Kelly.
Sure, she's good-looking, but you know it's only a matter of time before she burns you too.
Your shot, buddy.
Go ahead.
- Hi.
- Hi.
It's kind of weird being here, don't you think? I think it's all relative.
It was weird being in that limo with Jack.
It was weird at the hotel.
It was weird on that boat.
My whole life has been weird.
Well, I really liked Jack even though I didn't know him that well.
Kelly, you knew him nearly as well as I did.
I didn't believe anything that they wrote in that article.
What article? The one in the newspaper.
Hey, Brandon.
You got today's newspaper? No, I think I threw it away.
So, what did it say, this article? He was a mobster or just a liar and a cheat? - Dylan, I'm sorry.
- Why? Did you write it? Hey, what's up, Dylan? Oh, not now, goofball.
Listen, everybody's out back, I'll be there in a minute.
- What are you doing? - We're about to get drunk.
You wanna join us? Hey, didn't you have something that you had to do? Yeah, I got them to postpone it because my head wasn't really into it.
Well, I hope you didn't do that on my account.
Especially since you and I have nothing to say to one another.
Listen, we've never really been too close Here it comes.
I've always liked you.
I've always respected you.
- and I guess the fact is you just don't really like me too much.
David, the fact is, I don't really know you that well.
Yeah, well, that's just it.
I suddenly feel like I know you more than anybody.
Would you get rid of this yutz, huh? Listen, man, it wasn't my father but I was in the room when Scott accidentally blew himself away and I know how I felt afterwards.
It's like a bad nightmare you can't really wake up from.
And you can't do anything to get him back.
I wanted to run away and get high or something, but the problem is you can't run away from what's in your head.
I know.
I know.
You wanna go outside, get some air? - Oh, hi, David.
- Hi, Mrs.
Walsh.
Dylan, have you had anything at all to eat? - Now that you mention it, no.
- What's good? This.
This is very good.
- Try the salmon.
- Well, thank you.
Dylan, the phone's for you.
It's your Uncle Frank.
Thank you very much, Mrs.
Walsh.
Are you threatening me? Is that what this is about? All right.
Look, I'll be there.
Yeah, you You gotta be more specific.
- Dylan, look - Kelly, is Brandon still outside? - Yes.
- Thanks.
Dylan, wait a minute.
I need to talk to you.
Look, I'm really bad at this.
Nothing I say is coming out right, so maybe I should just go.
Do what you gotta do.
I was hoping you'd say you'd come with me.
Kelly, I can't, all right? Oh, God.
I'll call you later.
Brandon, Brandon, listen to me.
I need a favour.
- Hey, hey.
- Dylan, over here.
- Thanks, man.
- You got it.
You wanna tell me what this is all about? If all goes well, I'll find out.
- And what if all doesn't go well? - Say you knew me when.
- I'm coming with you, man.
- Next time.
What am I supposed to tell if they ask me what's going on? Make something up.
What are we trying to prove here? That we're as stupid as Jack? I mean, come on, man.
Those people put a bomb under his car.
What are they gonna do when they find us? Two in the bonnet and watch us bleed.
Look, will you shut up? Thank you.
You know, we could be to Baja in two hours.
I just don't wanna die.
Glad you could make it.
Do you wanna follow me? - Who are you? - We'll get to that later.
We'll get to that right here, right now in daylight with these people around.
Now, who are you? Thanks for coming, Dylan.
Sorry to pull you away from your friends.
If you work for the government, why are we meeting here? Because we're not meeting here.
In fact, this conversation never took place.
So, what is it? You wanna ask me about my dad's mob ties, is that it? Let me I tell you, you picked a damn bad day for it.
No, Dylan that's not it.
What, they dragged you down here too? Not exactly.
I work with these guys.
So did your father.
When your dad agreed to cooperate with us, he had only one condition.
That if anything happened to him, you should at least be told that he was on the right side.
I don't get it at all.
I mean, what, he got out of prison early so he could help you people set up a sting operation? Acting as the bait to lure some crime boss to the boat? That was the plan.
Well, my question is, while you geniuses were supposed to be watching his every move, how did they get the bomb under his car? I mean, this is sick.
He went undercover for you people.
He spilled his guts out.
You were so busy covering your ass that you let your witness fall through the cracks and it cost him his life.
All right! It was a major screw-up, okay? But this is an ongoing investigation.
There's a lot of people out on a limb here.
The only reason you're getting this information Which you're not getting, remember.
- is because your father cut a deal.
Can I talk to you alone for a minute? So when you agreed to marry Jack, was that just part of the game too? No, it wasn't.
They do have rules about that kind of thing Yes, they do.
That's why I was gonna resign.
Sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people, Dylan.
So you don't have to resign now.
No, but I gotta find a way to go on without him.
That's what you've gotta do too, Dylan.
You don't believe that fairy tale about Jack being a big unsung hero, do you? I am not going to sit here talking to myself.
That's just it, you're not gonna be talking to anybody when the guy who put the bomb under Jack's car comes to our house.
Do you really trust those goons to protect us? Oh, yeah, turn up the volume, that's fine with me.
But I'm not gonna shut up until you go to a liquor store and we get plastered.
No.
I don't wanna hear it.
This is not the Bel Age Hotel.
It's not Rio or Paris.
I'm not 13 years old anymore.
I'll be damned if I'm gonna listen to a broken record for the rest of my life.
Okay, here it comes, once and for all, all right? We are going to get through this and I do not want a drink.
You guys still here? I figured I'd be old news by now.
Hardly.
The Herald is running a major story tomorrow.
It's a good thing I don't get the Herald.
Dylan, we understand there was bad blood between you and your father.
What kind of man was he and how will you remember him? I'm glad you asked me that.
I had a chance to talk about him today at his funeral and I didn't.
So when you write about the notorious Jack McKay, you write this: He is survived by his only son who loved him very much.
And who will miss him very much.
Thanks, Dylan.
Let's go.
We were getting worried about you.
I just had to take a drive to clear my head.
- Did it help? - Yeah.
Yeah, it did.
l I started flashing back to this summer a long time ago at the beach, where he taught me how to body surf, taught me how to read.
I'd forgotten all that.
At least you got to hear your father tell you how much he loved you.
Yeah.
He did.
Come inside.
Hi.
Hi.
You want some? What flavour? Butter pecan.
Always works for me.
- Hey, Dylan.
- Hey, B.
Thanks.
So did you find what you were looking for? Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
- Hello? - Did I wake you? No, it's okay.
How are you? Okay.
How are you? I'm better now.
Go back to sleep.
I just wanted to hear your voice.
I'll call you tomorrow.
You better.
I will.
Bye.