Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) s04e01 Episode Script

- How you holding up, Brando? - Better than the air conditioning.
Yeah, well, don't worry, the guy promised me he'd have it fixed by Christmas.
- Let's bail, bro.
- Steve, you couldn't have picked a worse day, my friend.
What are you talking about? This is practically the best day of my entire life.
What happened? Did you lose your virginity again? No.
I got in, man.
To California University? They took me off the waiting list this morning.
Wait a minute, man, I ought to knock your lights out.
Why? Because all summer, all I've been hearing from you is: "Oh, everybody's going to college but me.
Oh, I'm such a big loser.
Oh, my life's going nowhere.
" I don't recall saying any of that.
Well, congratulations, man.
Thanks, bro, but that's not even the best thing that happened to me today.
They sent you a master key with your registration packet.
I knew you were gonna say that.
No, this, this, my friend, this is the key to the beach house where you and I are gonna be spending the rest of the summer.
Run that by me again.
For the next two weeks, you and I on the beach at Malibu.
Man, it's like a whole other universe out here, look at this.
You're gonna see how the other half lives, Brandon.
Slow down, I think we're getting close.
What's the address? Well, this must be the place.
Are you sure you got the right address? What, this place isn't good enough for you? No, Steve, this is fine, it's just this isn't 25505.
That is.
Let me see this.
- That's a nine? - That's a nine.
When I look at that, I don't see a nine, what do you see? I see a nine, I see a bouncy nine, okay? - It's a bouncy five.
- Let's go.
Is this a little more what you had in mind, Mr.
Walsh? I think this might do.
- Whose house is this anyway? - Guy Flemming.
He's a producer/director friend of my mother's.
He's trying to get her to star in his new sitcom.
And this is his way of sweetening the deal? Hooray for Hollywood.
Check out this view.
Check out that view.
Celeste is gonna be jealous.
Come on, it's not like I'm married to the girl.
I gotta call her.
Hey, man, do you think we could have Brenda's going away party out here? No problem, when is she leaving? Day after tomorrow.
- I can't believe it.
So soon? - Tell me about it.
I figure the least we can do is throw her a killer party.
Lucky for you, killer parties are the specialty of the house.
What do you think? - I think that's very clever, Celeste.
- Thanks.
Brenda's gonna love it.
- I hope so.
- I know so.
Check out your man out there.
Love is blind.
What can I say? - Knock, knock.
- Well, if it isn't the camp counselors.
- Well, not anymore.
- Liberation day.
Was it hard saying goodbye to all those little campers? Yeah, it really was.
Well, especially because it means summer's almost over.
No, no, no.
Don't say that.
I have to put the ice cream in the freezer before it melts.
- Kitchen is through the living room.
- Thanks.
God, Brandon, this place is great.
Oh, we like to think of it as home.
Hey, don't even mention that word till I find a place to live.
Silver, how you doing, brother? Long time.
- How you doing, man? - Good.
So? No luck? Well, I found one place that might work.
But I don't know.
- Listen, I'm gonna go take a swim.
- Sure.
Ocean's right over there.
Thanks.
Poor David, the apartments around campus are so expensive.
Hey, life is expensive.
Hey, look who I found.
- Still wearing her colors.
- I came straight from the beach club.
Did Hanley give you a little farewell bonus? - Attagirl.
- Oh, Bren, I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you too, but it's like we talked about, it's time for all of us to move on with our lives, right, Brandon? No, ladies, actually, it's time for us to have a party.
- Good eats, son.
- Thanks, Dad.
You know, I was thinking maybe I'd just skip college and open up my own restaurant, what do you think? - You're kidding, right? - That's right, Dad, I'm kidding.
- Just reality checking.
- Yeah.
Hey, did you win? It was a fluky game.
- So you lost? - It was windy.
You know, I think the last time that everyone was together like this was your graduation.
Not everyone, Mom.
Oh, yes, when are Kelly and Dylan coming back from Europe? Two weeks.
- Have you talked to them in a while? - No.
I just got a cable from Dylan this morning.
What did he say? Send money.
Well, I wish Kelly would call me so I can tell her we won the freshman lottery and got into the dorms.
- So, Brandon, did you get a dorm? - No, man, I got shut out.
- Yeah, well, join the club.
- It's not gonna be that bad.
I'm gonna turn the second story of Castle Walsh into a deluxe two-bedroom suite.
With a Jacuzzi, maybe.
Are you trying to torture me, Brandon? Of course I am.
I don't know what your living situation is next year, but I was thinking - Perish the thought.
- If we had Perish the thought.
Sharing a bathroom with you is not exactly my life's ambition.
Sorry.
Excuse me, I might have to go soon, so I just wanted to give this to you now.
- You didn't have to get me anything.
- Well, I know, it's just a muffler, but since I'm staying here, I wanted you to have it.
Thanks.
So do you have any regrets about not going to Yale? Well, I did at first, but, you know, since Grandma Rose hasn't been feeling well, I don't know, it just made sense for me to stay in L.
A.
And go to California University with everybody else.
Brenda, I really admire you for going out on your own, I think it's great.
Thanks.
You know, honey, I think we'd better be heading back.
Already? Well, unlike you I haven't packed yet and our flight leaves fairly early tomorrow.
Well, actually, I was hoping that I could stay here with Brandon and Steve tonight.
It's your last night in California.
I know.
I just didn't wanna get into a big sentimental thing.
Then how can I burst in your room and beg you to stay if you're not there? Okay, if you want me to go home, I will.
See you tomorrow morning, honey.
Thanks, Daddy.
Bye.
Bye-bye, sweetie.
Goodbye.
Thanks for a great party, everyone.
- Bye, everybody.
- Bye.
Bye-bye.
- Who wants a beer? - Yeah.
So your brother says they have another hot tub on the upstairs deck.
Then by all means, you should go upstairs and deck yourself, Tony.
Yeah.
So I guess this means I'm not getting a going away present? Have fun in Arizona.
And don't get hurt playing football.
I'll try not to.
Man, do you have any idea what it's like being crazy about someone and know you're never gonna sleep with them? Yeah, I've got a vague idea.
Hello? Hello? It's a bad connection.
I didn't hear any of that.
Donna, it's me, Kelly.
Kelly? Brenda, it's Kelly.
Where are you? When are you coming home? I am home, I'm in the car.
You are? - Brandon.
- Hey.
- Hey, this really is like a reunion.
- Glad you stuck around? Yeah, I wish I'd brought my bathing suit.
You could probably borrow one from someone or, you know, we could all go skinny-dipping.
- Surprise! - Hi.
When you called, the connection was so bad I thought you were still in Europe.
I've been driving around trying to find a parking place.
God, this is such a scene.
Isn't it a zoo? Steve and all his drinking buddies.
Welcome back.
I can't believe I'm looking at you.
- I know.
- Hey, me either.
Hi.
- So when did you get home? - About two hours ago.
Excuse me, mademoiselle, no one gets to crash this party without a kiss.
- How are you? - Good.
Hi, Celeste.
- Welcome back, Kelly.
- How was Europe? It was great.
Ended up in this picturesque little village Oh, wait.
I can't hear you with the music.
- Really.
Why don't we all go outside? - Yeah.
Come on.
Yes, this is much better.
Yeah, you can hear yourself think.
So, what were you saying? So we stumbled on this little town about 200 miles south of Paris.
And we stayed in this old castle, had a great restaurant and a tavern where everyone in town was hanging out.
And we tried to speak French.
We ate and we danced.
Dylan played a lot of chess.
- How is Dylan? - He's fine.
He's still in Europe.
Is everything okay? Yeah, he wanted to go to Greece, and I went down to Barcelona to meet my father.
Wow.
How global.
I learned a lot on this trip.
- Tell me I didn't hear that.
- You didn't hear that.
Excuse us.
- They are so cute together.
- Yeah.
You guys want something to drink? Yeah, I'll have a soda, something nonalcoholic.
- Me too.
- No, thanks.
- So when are you leaving? - Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow? - Will you tell her not to go, please? I'm just glad I got back in time to say goodbye.
What, you wanted to watch me turn into a total basket case, is that it? That's it.
No such luck.
I vowed not to fall apart tonight.
- Don't forget us when you're gone.
- Never.
- Well, if it isn't Kelly Taylor.
- Oh, swimmers.
It really is a reunion.
- How you doing? - Sorry.
- What broke? - Nothing special, just a punch bowl.
I don't believe this.
I'll be right there, guys, and give you a hand.
Ladies, don't go anywhere, I'm afraid this party is gonna go all night long.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Did you sleep? - Not really.
You wanna get rolling? Yeah, I don't wanna miss my plane.
No problem, but first, we have to make one final Pit stop.
Are we open? Oh, I've been hoping to see you.
Yeah, I told her she couldn't leave without one final taste but I didn't tell her about the menu.
What about the menu? Well, starting tonight, the Peach Pit will feature a new selection, Laverne's Honey Pie.
- Oh, Nat.
- Want a sample? Feeling a little bit sentimental there, Bren? Me too.
Look at the Wall of Fame.
My shirt.
Well, you didn't think I was gonna make you work here forever, did you? Both of you, enjoy school but if you ever need a job, you know where to come.
Thanks, Nat.
So before you go, Bren, you think I should put a pool table over here, or maybe a plaque in memory of you? Brandon, come on, this is hard enough on me as it is.
I thought you were ready to get on with your life.
I am.
I just wish you were coming with me.
And endure another Minnesota winter? I don't think so.
Well, I'll be back here for Thanksgiving, so make sure L.
A.
's having a heat wave, all right? I'm gonna miss you, Bren.
Brenda, the van is here.
I hate goodbyes.
We'll always be here for you, no matter what.
I know.
You better get going.
Yeah.
Tell Mom that I'll be down in a minute.
All right.
- Morning, Brandon.
- Morning, Celeste.
- Do you want some coffee? - Yeah, please.
Thanks.
This room looks just about as bad as I remember it.
What'd you expect, all this stuff to just go poof? No, I expected maybe you guys would be into it by now.
No such luck, man.
- Come on, let's go.
- Where are we going? - To get some breakfast.
- I already had breakfast.
- Have another breakfast.
- We can't leave everything like this.
Why not? It's gonna be here when we get back, right? Until then, we can go chow down, go play some volleyball, hit the waves - Thanks.
- I better get some sunscreen.
Steve, it is possible that you are the laziest man on the planet.
You know, I prefer to consider it a lifestyle choice, thank you.
Hey, Kel, had a hard day's night? I don't even know what time zone I'm in.
- Did you take Bren to the airport? - No, her and my mom got on a van.
How weird is it gonna be without her here? - I'm still in shock.
- Who isn't? - Good morning.
- Hey, Andrea.
Andrea, join us for breakfast.
No, I'll take a walk up to the lagoon before it gets too hot.
Would that happen to be the lagoon where Gil Meyers lives? Go to breakfast, Brandon.
My sentiments exactly.
Let's go.
- Hurry, we're going to breakfast.
- Just give me two minutes.
- Kelly, what are you doing today? - Sleeping.
Unpacking.
Soaking in a hot tub for the next ten hours.
Why? Well, I was kind of hoping you could help me look for an apartment.
I thought you said you found one that was halfway decent.
Well, yeah, it's not terrible.
But, well, it's small and it kind of smells and it's ugly and depressing.
But it's the best one I could find.
I'll tell you what.
Let me get un-jet-lagged, then first thing tomorrow, we'll find you a place to live.
Thanks.
- I'm glad you're back.
- Me too.
Come on, I'm starving, let's get breakfast.
Read any good books lately? Zuckerman, what are you doing here? Why aren't you back in New Haven? Well, what can I say? Once a California girl, always a California girl.
Seriously, doesn't freshman orientation start this week? Yeah, I think it does, but I decided to stay in town and go to California University.
You did? Well, with my grandmother being sick and the Alumni Council throwing more and more scholarship money at me, they made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
I take it you don't approve.
No, no, not at all.
California U is a fine academic institution.
- It's not Yale.
- Gil.
Hey, I'm just teasing you.
So what if I spent hours slaving over your letter of recommendation, and even bugged the Dean of Admissions on your behalf? Don't make me feel guilty or anything.
No, obviously you had your reasons for not venturing back to Yale, and I'm sure a high percentage of them were probably even valid.
Goodbye, Gil.
Zuckerman.
I'm sorry.
That was unfair.
You're an easy target, that's why I like teasing you.
But the fact is, you're a terrific person and a terrific student.
California U is damn lucky to have you on their campus.
The experts are saying that the climate is changing at an alarming rate.
It's called global warming.
For all I know, it might be true.
It is true, Mother.
It's called global warming.
What's the weather like in Beverly Hills, Brenda? It's pretty nice.
It rained a lot last winter, but usually it's not too hot or too cold.
Well, they're predicting this is gonna be the coldest winter ever here.
- Great.
Something to look forward to.
- Don't worry.
They're always saying things like that so everyone will buy a new overcoat.
Yes, but this winter is supposed to be particularly brutal.
Cousin Brenda, can I ask you a question? Sure.
Have you ever eaten at the Hard Rock Cafe? - A couple of times.
- Wow, what about Planet Hollywood? - Well - Wait, I know what I wanna ask you.
What about Toontown? Lindsey, will you let Brenda come up for air? - Sorry.
- It's okay.
Oh, Brenda, I will never forget what happened the night before your mother started at the U.
She broke out in hives.
Mother, that wasn't me, that was Paula.
But you were plenty nervous too dear.
I didn't break out in hives.
Besides it's natural to be a little uptight when starting a new situation.
I didn't say it wasn't, dear.
Fine.
Let's just drop it.
All I said was that both you and your sister were a little tense before you started college.
Cousin Brenda, are you tense? Are we almost there? - Yes.
- No.
Thanks, Mother.
I thought Paula lived in the dorms with you.
No, Mother, I lived here.
Paula lived in Brewster House.
Are you sure about that? What about Universal Studios? - Lindsey.
- I'm sorry, I'll shut up.
No, you don't have to do that.
Look, I just don't wanna talk about California anymore.
I mean, I'm back here now, and I'm trying to get my bearings, but it's not very easy when all you do is ask me questions about Beverly Hills.
I promise you won't hear one peep about Beverly Hills, until you say it's okay.
Okay.
Brenda.
Darla.
Hey, how are you? - You look great.
- Thanks, so do you.
- When did you get here? - Yesterday.
Don't worry, I didn't touch your half of the room.
This is my cousin Lindsey.
This is Darla Hansen.
One of my friends from junior high.
We're gonna be roommates.
Hey, you know who else is on our floor? - Katie Destable and Jan Myler.
- Great.
And Jan wanted me to make sure I ask you a very specific question.
- Sure.
- What's Tom Cruise really like? Does this mean it's okay to talk about Beverly Hills again? Steve, lighten up, man.
So that guy blocked your best spike, it's no big deal.
- He was, you know, about this tall.
- What you trying to do, rub it in? I'm just kidding man, come on.
- I just hate losing to inferior players.
- You just hate losing, period.
I think you need to seek psychiatric help.
- Whose side are you on? - Yours.
And don't forget it.
Don't forget to help me clean up this mess, okay? - We won't be long.
- All right.
Feel free to start without us if you get the urge.
Yeah, I got your urge right over here, brother.
Hold it right there.
Hey, hey, what the hell are you doing? - Just shut up and put that down.
- Is that Mace? - What are you? - I said don't move, and I mean it! - Sorry, put the Mace down.
- Don't tell me what to do.
I give up, okay? I give up.
Put the Mace down, let's talk about this, this is some kind of misunderstanding.
Why don't you just put the Mace down, okay? This is like celebrity row out here.
In five minutes, I've seen Bruce Willis, Rob Reiner, and Diana Ross.
This is Malibu, they don't let you on this beach without a SAG card.
- You're funny.
- Come here.
What's the matter with you? Are you crazy? - Is he okay? - He's just goofing around.
Look, why don't you put down the Mace? I'm not gonna hurt you.
Who's that? - Get back, get back! - Why don't you relax? - Brandon! - Steve! - Stevie? - Jill.
What are you doing here? - I just flew in on the redeye.
- You know this person? It's Jill Flemming.
It's Guy Flemming's daughter.
- Jill, how are you? - A little shaky.
You're a little psychopath.
- What is the matter with you? - What's the matter with me? I come in here to get a soda, next thing I know I'm involved in chemical warfare.
- I guess I overreacted a little bit.
- A little bit? You always walk around with a can of Mace? Wait, are you related to Emily Valentine? Well, excuse me, but I walk into my father's house expecting to find my father, and instead I find the door open, the house completely trashed, and some strange guy walking around with a toaster oven.
So I jump to the conclusion that we're being ripped off.
- Silly me.
- It's pretty funny if you think about it.
- You tried to poke my eyeballs out.
- I'm sorry, I really am.
I'm a New Yorker.
I get paranoid.
Jill Flemming.
Brandon Walsh.
Brandon and I are housesitting for the next two weeks.
I guess your father didn't tell you about that, huh? Oh, I wanted to surprise him.
What, he's not in town? My mother said he was in North Carolina.
Oh, right.
The Andy Griffith thing.
He's directing Matlock meets Aunt Bee or something like that.
Look, once you get to know me, I'm really not a lunatic.
I'll take your word for that.
So tell me, what's it like living in an actual pigsty? Well, Brandon and I had a major goodbye party for his sister last night.
- Was that last night? - Yeah.
We'll get everything back the way it was, and be out by the end of the day.
Oh, no, no, you don't have to leave on my account.
The more the merrier, right? Celeste, this is Jill.
Jill, Celeste.
- Oh, hi, Celeste.
- Hi.
Gosh, I just hope none of my classes start before 10:00.
Oh, like freshmen have any say in the matter.
Well, if I can get this schedule, I will have Thursdays off.
What are you taking, Bren? Introduction to Dramatic Literature, The History of Broadcasting, and an acting workshop.
What? People usually go out to California to take acting workshops, not the other way around.
- I guess I'm starting a new trend.
- Brenda's always been very trendy.
So I gotta ask, do you know any movie stars or kids of movie stars? Just Samantha Sanders' son.
Gosh, I bet he's pretty screwed up, huh? No, actually, Steve's a really good guy.
- He's not a snob? - He's my brother's best friend.
- Is he spoiled? - No more than anyone else.
Anyone from Beverly Hills, that is.
So, what kind of car does he drive? He drives a Corvette.
And my ex-boyfriend drives a Porsche.
And most of my other friends drive BMW convertibles.
They shop on Rodeo Drive.
And they're all incredibly shallow, phony and brain-dead.
Are there any other stupid questions that I can answer? - Brenda.
- Look, I'm sorry.
But you guys are making me feel incredibly self-conscious.
It's not like I'm Brenda Walsh, I'm Brenda Beverly Hills.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
But you know, it's just the name Beverly Hills, that conjures up all these images and stereotypes.
If someone doesn't like me because I'm from Beverly Hills, that's their loss.
Absolutely.
And if someone only likes me because I went to West Beverly High, well, that's not gonna work either.
The truth of the matter is, L.
A.
Isn't that much different from the rest of the country.
It really isn't.
I don't know why we're down here.
You know the beach is way out of my price range.
Then where do you wanna live, David? Melrose Place? - What's wrong with Melrose Place? - It's not the beach.
I can't afford to live at the beach.
I thought you asked me to help you find an apartment because you valued my opinion, but Okay, okay, fine, while we're down here, we'll see what's what.
Well, don't worry, we'll find something.
You guys want some juice or something? No, thank you.
It's like he is regressing right in front of my eyes.
I wish they had room for him in the dorms.
Tell you what, he can have my spot and I'll move to the beach.
- Kel! - It has nothing to do with you.
It's just the thought of living on campus is so institutional.
Well, you could move in with Dylan.
I seriously doubt that.
Oh, come on, I bet you could convince him.
Maybe, if we were still on speaking terms.
- What? - You heard me.
Europe wasn't exactly as picturesque as I made it seem.
What happened? Everything was actually très joli until Dylan found out he didn't get into Berkeley.
He didn't? They didn't even put him on the waiting list.
And at that point we had been at that old castle for about two weeks, and frankly, I was starting to get a little claustrophobic being in the same place with the same people who hardly spoke to me, and who hardly showered.
And when I said something to Dylan, he just checked out on me.
Wait, you mean he left without even saying goodbye? Donna, you have to promise not to tell anybody what I'm telling you.
I cross my heart, hope to die.
We broke up.
Kel Anybody who says being in a good relationship is easy has never been in a good relationship.
How can you call these things bagels? What's the matter? Isn't it fresh? No, it's fresh.
It's just not a New York bagel.
- What's a New York bagel like? - It's rude and obnoxious.
Score one for the boy from Beverly Hills.
Oh, yeah, he wishes he could score, don't you, Stevie? Well, I must admit I've always had a soft spot in my heart for Jill ever since she taught me how to French kiss when we were mere young'uns.
- Robbing the cradle, huh? - He told me he was 14.
Anything for a cheap thrill.
Cel, you want some more OJ? No, actually, I think I'll go get another bagel.
I think they're delicious.
Excuse me.
Oh, come on, we were just reminiscing.
Don't tell me you feel threatened because I made out with Jill when I was a kid? - No, Steve.
- Then what's bothering you? What's bothering me is you've been so busy fawning over her you haven't said a word to me all morning.
- Celeste, I haven't - No! And if you ever wanna be with me again, you better just remember where your bagel is buttered, buddy.
Kitchen floor's completely tiled, all the carpets are new.
And all of the rooms have been freshly painted, there's plenty of parking in the rear and the view is worth a million bucks.
Yeah, that's probably how much the rent is.
- It's worth it.
- But it's a two-bedroom apartment.
Listen, thanks for your time, but I was looking for a one bedroom We'll take it.
What are you talking about? I can't afford to live here.
Even if I could, I don't have a roommate.
You do now.
- Kelly.
- Donna.
No, you can't leave me stranded at the dorms.
I'll never make it through a year by myself.
Wait a minute, if you like this apartment, you'll love the one upstairs.
Everything is exactly the same except it's got three bedrooms, and the view is worth - What do you say? - Oh, this is crazy.
Oh, let's do it.
Guys, guys.
How can we afford to live here? We'll figure something out.
I'll need the first and last month's rent, and a security deposit.
Yeah, sure, no problem.
We'll get it to you as soon as they explain to their mothers why they won't be living in the dorm.
I'm sure Donna's mom will be real understanding.
With Celeste, all I do is go boo and she's on me like white on rice.
- Feeling the yoke, my brother? - I had no idea she was so possessive.
- She went way over the top.
- Steve, Steve.
You were laying it on pretty thick with Jill.
- It's a different story.
- No.
You flirt with chicks every chance you get.
All right, that may be true, but I've wanted Jill Flemming my entire life.
The fact of the matter is since before puberty.
How old is Jill anyway? Two years older than us, but I'm telling you, the way she's dropping hints, I don't think age is a Are you and I watching the same play? I haven't seen her drop anything.
I can see why you're attracted to her even if she's a paranoid New Yorker.
I love that.
You wanna jeopardize what you have with Celeste for some girl who's only gonna be here for two weeks? Yeah, you're right.
Hey, Andrea! Zuckerman! Looks like she's in an awful big hurry to get back to the lagoon.
Yeah, man.
Gil.
Zuckerman, twice in two days.
People might start talking.
Well, they can talk as much as they want.
I don't think that you and I are gonna have a lot to say to each other by the time I'm finished.
What's wrong? My not going to Yale was one of the toughest decisions that I've ever had to make and I don't appreciate that you treat it like some kind of joke.
Andrea And I don't care if you think that I wimped out because I'm staying here.
This is my life, I don't have to justify myself to you, or to anybody else.
So what if I don't go to the Godalmighty Ivy League? I mean, really, who cares? What am I doing? It's okay, it's okay.
Come here, sit down.
Oh, Gil.
Oh, I feel like I've missed the train and it's never coming back for me.
It's like I said the other day, California University is a great school, and if you don't like it, you can always transfer.
Or here's a revolutionary idea, you can take some time off to find yourself.
But whatever you do, just remember, no one's keeping score but you, okay? I'm so embarrassed.
So you bit my head off.
What's a little venting between friends? - You wanna stay for lunch? - Well, I don't wanna put you out.
We're just having tuna salad.
I'll tell Maggie to set another place.
Who's Maggie? Your chef? My fiancé.
- You never met her? - No.
Come on in.
I'll introduce you.
Great.
So, Brenda, anything starting to look familiar? Everything looks exactly the same.
That's because nothing ever changes around here.
There it is.
6131 Barrows Drive.
It used to seem so much bigger.
Well, that's because you used to be so much smaller.
When I look at that lawn, all I can see are two little 4-year-old twins dressed like Indians.
- I remember that.
- So do I.
Well, doesn't look like anybody's home.
Maybe it's just as well.
I really wanted to see what they did to my old room.
Don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to come back during the school year.
Yeah.
Did you and Cousin Brandon used to climb this tree? We used to swing from an old tire that my dad hung up on one of the branches.
We would wait for the ice cream truck to come.
And I would always get a cherry Popsicle, and Brandon would always get a Drumstick.
So it was just as boring growing up then as it is now, huh? - No, I loved growing up here.
- Do you love being back here now? What I don't love is being bit by these killer mosquitoes.
Welcome back to Minnesota.
They say that this has been the worst year for mosquitoes ever, and frankly, I don't ever remember it being this bad.
- Mom, can I talk to you for a second? - Why, sure.
- I don't know about this.
- About what? What if I made a terrible mistake coming back here? - What if things don't work? - Honey, don't let it upset you.
The first days are always the hardest.
You'll feel much better once classes start, you'll see.
I hope so.
Must have the wrong number.
Steven, don't be a wuss.
Just give me a sec, will you? Oh, man.
Olly olly oxen free.
Going for that full-bodied tan? No, just trying to unwind a little.
Trying to get a handle on all my urban angst.
Well, you definitely have a nice set of handles.
- Not that I was peeking or anything.
- Sure, Steve.
No, listen, before we go any further, I have to confess something.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, before you get all pious on me, what can you tell me about your friend? - You wanna know about Brandon? - No, I wanna know about Murgatroyd.
Yes, of course, Brandon.
You wanna know if he's seeing anybody? I don't know, Stevie.
You must be psychic.
- I think you two will make a perfect fit.
- We'll see.
Okay, here goes nothing.
Hey, beautiful, let's take a walk.
You know, you're much better-looking without your Mace.
Seriously, Nat, if you were to open up a Peach Pit in Paris, it would only be a matter of time before you were bigger than Jerry Lewis.
Yeah, but then I'd have to walk around the Champs Élysées yelling out: "Hey, Dean.
Dean.
" - Who's Dean? - I don't know.
So Felice didn't go for the idea, huh? Not exactly.
Well, what did Jackie say? - Jackie was cool.
- Jackie's always cool.
So your mom said no? No, it's a little more complicated than that.
See, my dad's moving to Houston.
Wait a minute, your parents are getting a divorce? No, my dad's getting a fellowship for medical school.
My mom's just gonna be living there with him.
And she wants you to move to Houston with them? Well, she's a little concerned about me staying in town by myself.
Let alone move off-campus, but she finally gave in.
- You're kidding.
- That's great.
Yeah.
So, what's wrong? Well, she said I could live at the beach with Kelly.
And we could get a two-bedroom apartment with only me and Kelly.
So, what about me? So I didn't tell her you were gonna be living there.
Donna, I don't believe you.
- Come on, let's go party in my room.
- All right! - Hi.
- Hi.
- How was your aunt's party? - Well, it wasn't too painful.
Actually, it was kind of fun seeing all the relatives again.
I thought you were going to that big bash at the Kappa House.
I still am, but I waited around in case you changed your mind.
I don't know.
Listen, Brenda, I know we got off to a kind of bumpy start, but I just want you to know that I'm really glad that we're roommates and that you decided to come back home.
Thanks.
So should we go check out this party? Yeah, after you.
I am sorry, monsieur, there is no answer.
Shall I try another number? No, operator, that's okay.
I'll Maybe I'll try again sometime.