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First day of school.

Strange city...

No house, no friends.

But I'm not going to miss Minneapolis.

Nobody knows me here.

I can be anybody.

I can be somebody.

My name is Brenda.

I'm Kelly.

It's Andrea around here?

[Andrea] I am she.

- I want to write for the paper. - Great.

[Kelly] Oh my God, that Marianne Moore house.

She's incredibly rich and such a party girl.

Wanna go together?

Yes, sure.

Who are you waving to?

[Brenda] My brother Brandon.

He's cute.

Oh God, he's hanging out with Steve Sanders.

Who's that?

My ex.

So, what's your name?

Marianne.

- Can I call you sometime? - Sure.

[Kelly] You're gonna be able to get into any club in town.

So, what's your name?

Brenda.

Hi Brenda. I'm Jason.

Hi.

Are you in school?

Yes.

Oh, where do you go?

Yes.

I see...

- What? UCLA? - Right.

You're not driving.

You're trashed.

He's my buddy. He'll drive me home.

Sloppy...

[Steve] I don't remember who he was.

Catch you later.

[upbeat music playing]

Hey, Brandon do you wanna drive?

Uh, I don't know.

It's your dad's bike and everything.

Oh come on, you're going to love it.

Whoo!

You've got a, um, hair.

Ahem. Actually, I have two.

I've been cultivating them for about a year now.

I think you're really nice.

You're really nice, too.

Let's take off all our clothes!

Whoa.

Whoa. Wait a second.

Wait a second.

What? What's wrong?

I don't know.

I feel like our roles got a little reversed.

Aren't you supposed to hold out on me for a little bit?

Why wait? Nobody's stopping us.

Well, what's the rush?

I'm not going anywhere.

Sorry.

No, no, no. Don't be.

I'm having a great time just being here with you.

Is that weird?

No. It's just that most guys expect more from me that's all.

Yeah well, most guys want a lot of things they can't get.

Not in this neighborhood.

Wait, didn't your mother teach you

about playing hard to get?

My mother?

She probably thinks I'm a prude.

Wait a minute. Are you--?

Brandon, my dad manages rock bands.

They met on the road. She was a major groupie.

They did things in the 60's and 70's that would blow your mind.

They think my life's a bore.

You should spend several weeks with my parents.

You might feel like you're in a maximum-security penitentiary.

Yeah. It might be a nice break from this place.

I feel so trapped sometimes, you know?

The minute I want to have fun, people call me a party girl.

And if I want to be left alone, or act quiet,

they call me stuck-up, I can't win, you know.

- Come here. - No.

Isn't that what I'm supposed to be doing?

This is beautiful.

You know, years from now,

I'm going to look back on this night, and...

I'm going to kick myself for being such an idiot.

No, you won't.

I won't let you.

[Soft music playing]

I'd offer you a drink,

but I'm all out of bananas.

So, um...

You live here all by yourself?

Yeah,

all by myself.

How cool.

[Giggles]

All right.

Our house mother's really strict.

I have to be home by midnight.

Don't worry, Cinderella.

I only live a few miles from campus.

[Soft music playing]

Jason, what are you doing?

Taking our clothes off.

Jason, Jason, I can't.

Why not?

Because I can't.

Relax.

I can respect that.

I don't want this to go any faster than you do.

Really?

Sorry.

There's nothing to be sorry about.

You're very sweet...

And very attractive.

And if you really want to go home,

I'll do it right now.

Thanks.

This is it. This is the one.

I think that's a church.

No, the next one.

Well, here's my number.

You sure you're not lying about not having a phone?

Honest.

OK.

I'm sorry you couldn't spend the night.

Yeah. Me, too.

So I'll talk to you soon.

I think you should get a phone.

Communication's important.

I'll work on it.

[Soft music playing]

Why are you home so late?

You scared the hell out of me.

Lost your ride?

None of your business.

What are you doing home so late?

None of your business.

- Don't tell mom. - Don't tell mom.

[Telephone rings]

[Brenda] Kelly?

Brenda?

It's six in the morning.

I know, I haven't been able to sleep. I had to call you.

[Kelly] I'm sorry about last night.

That jerk at the door wouldn't let us in to find you.

Kelly, you'll never believe what happened.

I met a guy after you left.

No way. Who is he?

His name's Jason. He's 25, a lawyer, and so cute.

We had a really great night together.

You slept with him?

[Brenda] No!

Kelly, who is that?

Just a friend.

What kind of friend calls in the middle of the night?

She woke up Bob.

Good. It's about time somebody did.

That's all he does around here is sleep.

Kelly, I won't let you talk to me about my life like that.

Now, I thought we were mature.

I let you do your thing, you let me do mine, right?

Right, mom.

Good. Now, tell whoever it is you'll call back in the morning.

I don't like this phone ringing at 6 a.m.

OK.

You still there?

Yeah. What happened?

My mom. It's nothing.

Brenda, does he know you're in high school?

I told him I go to UCLA.

[Kelly] Brenda, I can't believe you.

Do you think he has a friend?

[Brenda] I don't know, but I can ask.

Kelly, what am I going to do?

Have a good time.

[Kelly] That's what I always do.

Bye.

[Guy] See you. Got to go.

Take it easy, guys.

Steve, I saw your car.

It's disgusting.

Thanks, Kel, for pointing that out.

I would've noticed.

Did you do it, or...

was it that Dorkmeier, driving you home?

Dorkmeier?

What Dorkmeier?

I don't know. Some geek.

What did he look like? What's his name?

You don't remember? He was driving your car.

No, I don't remember.

Well, whoever he was, he looked pretty young, like a freshman.

Probably didn't even have his driver's license yet.

I'm going to find him, and I'm going to kill him.

[Classical music playing]

Welcome, ladies.

You're just in time for a pop quiz.

Papers will be due at the end of the movement.

I hope you know this stuff.

I haven't studied all week.

[Classical music keeps playing]

What's number two?

[Classical music keeps playing]

Don't be fooled by appearances.

Chemistry, like music, is always tricky

and never what it seems.

[speaking Spanish]

[Knock on door]

I got some flowers for, uh--

[speaking Spanish]

Oh. Uh...

Brandon...

Excuse me.

No comprende. I...

She says to sign for the flowers, man.

Oh, OK.

Thanks.

[speaking Spanish]

You must be awesome, dude.

No. This one first and then that one.

It looks good, you guys,

really good.

Mm-hmm. Good.

So, I see your date went well.

Uh, yeah, I guess.

Thanks for the suggestion.

Frankly, I don't see you two together.

Why not?

I don't know.

You seem smart and down-to-earth.

She's kind of stupid and rich.

See, that's not true at all.

Nobody really knows her.

Well, what's she like?

I don't know. It--

it's like she's got all this money,

all this freedom,

and I think it gets in her way.

She's got this image that's not exactly her.

And then guys go out with her expecting something,

and she doesn't want to spoil the image, so...

she feels obligated to be this person

that she's really not.

Does that make any sort of sense whatsoever?

Maybe you should be writing for our advice column.

Thanks anyway. I'm allergic.

OK., this is his voice.

[Jason] Hi. It's Jason.

I'm not in to take your call at the moment,

but if you leave your name, number, and when you called,

I'll get back to you, just as soon as I can.

Thanks for calling and wait for the beep.

Hi, Jason.

- Did it beep? - No.

It better not.

I swear it didn't beep.

- I'm going to call him at work. - Go for it.

Jason Croft, please.

Brenda Walsh.

Yes, I can hold.

[Bell rings]

Fifty bucks on his head.

If anybody sees him, let me know.

If you tell me, I'll go out with you Friday night. Hey.

Hey! If you see this guy, let me know. Fifty bucks.

Did anybody see this guy driving my Vette the other night?

Hey, hey.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Look. Fifty bucks if you help me nail this dude.

I'm looking for the freshman who driving my car

after Marianne Moore's party.

Fifty bucks! Big reward!

You can take off the hat and sunglasses.

If he hasn't nailed by now, he's never going to.

- You think? - Definitely.

And I want my Lakers hat back, you said you'd bring it today.

Look I'm sorry. I forgot it.

I bet you lost it.

No I didn't. I remember where I left it.

Where?

Sander's Vette.

David, it had my name sewn into it.

Fifty bucks guys. And I'll let you help me kick his ass.

I'm history.

Hey, are you the guy Marianne sent flowers to?

Yeah.

Robinson, this is the guy.

Marianne sent you flowers?

I wouldn't exactly call them flowers.

I want to know what you did.

See I happen cultivate a very deep interest

in the female species,

so I want to know what you did, where you did it,

how you did it, and how you got her to do it.

Look, Robinson, all I can say is,

I did something with Marianne on Saturday

that most guys probably couldn't handle.

What's that supposed to mean, man?

Use your imagination.

- No! - Ow!

No way man!

Hey, heard you scored on Marianne Moore.

Congratulations.

[Music plays on radio]

Heard about you and Marianne.

From who?

The whole school is talking about it.

I'm surprised at you, Brandon.

Look, you don't know what you're talking about.

Get out of my car.

It's not your car, half of it is mine.

Get out of my half, then.

Hey, hey, hey.

We interrupt this song for a wild thing report--

Eric Patton and Lucy Belson,

John Addison and, yeah, my girl Sarah Takamoto,

and the newest, wildest things at west Beverly High--

Well, come on and go with me, children--

Brandon Walsh and Marianne Moore.

You heard it here first.

Walsh, I'm in your history class.

I want to hear all about it.

[dramatic music playing]

Hi, Marianne.

Liar! How can you do that?

How can you spread those rumors,

after I spilled my guts to you?

Hey, I had nothing to do with it, I swear.

Your like everyone else, like every other creep.

You used me to get a name for yourself.

Marianne, I didn't say anything.

Well, then who did? Huh?

Tell me.

I really thought I could trust you, Brandon.

Do you know what it's like to not trust anybody,

not even your own parents?

I didn't want anything more than to have a friend in this school.

- Thought you could use the same. - Yeah, I do.

Funny thing is, they wouldn't have believed the truth anyway.

I feel so stupid now right now

because I thought you were for real.

See you at the next big party.

Who knows? It will probably be at my house.

Thank you, Mr. Clayton.

And I hope you understand, Sophie's father

is one of the most respected plastic surgeons here,

he's a little grade-conscious.

Not to worry Mrs. Gibot,

tell your husband a B-minus is nothing to worry about.

Thank you.

You wanted to see me, Jack?

Yes. Please.

Is something wrong?

Yes, sort of.

The "non comprende" Factor has gone sky-high this year.

Your students can't understand you.

Pues claro que no me entienden.

Están en la clase para aprender.

That's what I'm talking about.

Look, Jack, the only way to learn Spanish is to--

is to live Spanish,

to breathe Spanish, to feel Spanish...

To touch Spanish.

-¿Entiendes? - Sí.

I mean yes.

If their scores don't improve next month, we'll talk.

How about Friday night?

I mean dinner.

I'll let you know.

Do something. I don't know. Get crazy.

You, my man, are a legend.

For once, I thought, he was a nice guy

with class, intelligence, sensitivity,

but now I think you're a wimp who can't write a good lead.

Alright, come on, lay off, will ya.

No, I will not lay off.

There are better ways to fit in

than advertising your sexual conquests.

Boy, was I wrong about you.

[speaking Spanish]

What did she say?

Stupid pig!

I don't see it, where is it?

It's got to be in there. Just keep looking.

Yes!

[Alarm sounds]

Hurry up! Go!

[Beeping]

Busted! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

[laughing]

I can't find it!

It's got to be in there!

I don't see it.

- Where is it? - Hurry up!

I can't.

Better hurry up.

I cant. I'm stuck!

- It's Steve! - What?

I--

Uh-oh.

You're the guy who drove me home?

No! It wasn't me! I swear.

You've got the wrong guy. I'm the one who drove you home.

Remember we hung out.

I told you I was a fan of your mom's,

then drove you home, you were too wasted to do it yourself?

Yeah. You're going to pay, buddy.

You were're gonna drive drunk, I did you a favor.

- So, what happened? - Forgot to put the car in gear.

I'm not used to driving a stick.

It was my fault, I'll probably have to work

at McDonald's for the rest of my life, but I'll pay you.

I have insurance, moron.

I know a guy who works on Vettes real cheap.

If you get a good quote from the insurance,

you'd make money on this.

- Really? - Yeah.

Then you can buy some new speakers.

What's wrong with my speakers?

I don't know, I was jamming the music too loud.

I might have blown out a tweeter.

Ha, ha, ha. Tweeter.

God, what did I do to deserve

meeting a dork like this?

Grrhh!

See you at the next party.

That is the studliest thing I have ever seen.

Hi. I'm Brenda.

Hi. I'm Brenda.

Hi. My name is Brenda...

Walsh.

I hate my name.

Bren, what are you doing?

Don't you ever knock?

Can we talk?

I want to ask you about this rumor

about me and Marianne.

I kind of feel responsible,

like I started it somehow, because...

Well, because I never really denied it.

And I--

Brenda, are you listening to me?

I'm listening.

I feel like a jerk.

Boy, I am glad you said that.

Why?

I'd hate to think you're turning into the kind of person

that starts those rumors.

You know, it seems cool to guys,

but to a girl that likes you, it hurts.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

So, what do I do?

You'll think of something.

Great.

Wait. Where are you going?

I have a date.

- With who? - [Brenda] He's older.

In college?

Something like that.

Brandon, if you tell mom, I'll kill you.

Is it serious?

I don't know.

I think it is.

I mean, I like him so much, it's kind of scary.

In my mind, I'm fixated on him.

Sometimes I think I'm in love,

but I know that's not possible, because I just met him.

Well, who is he?

Brandon, give me some time on this one, OK?

I promise I'll tell you... soon.

I hate secrets.

Hey, listen, you be careful out there, OK?

I'm serious.

OK, dad.

[Wolf whistle]

Brenda, I only made pot roast.

Umm... didn't I tell you?

I'm going out with some friends.

On Tuesday? Don't you have homework?

We're studying afterwards.

Are those my shoes?

Where is all this dinner money coming from?

Dad it's just McDonald's.

In that outfit?

Mom, this is Beverly Hills.

Can't I have friends without the third degree?

- Home by 10:00. - 10:30.

10:15.

I haven't even seen a McDonald's around here.

So, Brenda, what's your major?

You must get sick

of people asking you that all the time.

What is it anyway?

Astronomy.

You didn't tell us she was a brain.

I flunked astronomy.

I had no idea you're majoring in astronomy.

[Girl] It's so much math.

[Jason] How does everyone like this...

- semillion? [Ron] -It's good.

- [Girl] Very dry. How do you like it?

Oh, um...

Fine.

- Señor. - You, know, I've heard...

they discovered another universe after this one,

like, some billion light years away.

Who cares, Ron?

Maybe Brenda does. It is her major.

I mean, what is a black hole, really?

[Jason] Yes, please. Go ahead and tell us.

Well, um...

I guess the easiest way to explain it

without a working knowledge of, uh...

Fourth dimensional geometry is that it's just...

A hole.

Just a hole?

In space, dummy.

That's black.

I still don't get it.

So, Jason tells us your entire sorority house

transferred here from Minnesota?

Well, not exactly all of us, actually,

just five.

See, Jason, I told you it wasn't the entire house.

Well, that's what she said.

[soft music playing]

I-- I really have to go, Jason.

About Friday...

Plan on spending the night,

and, uh, tell your house mother--i don't know--

that you're visiting your parents for a week.

I'll try.

Try hard.

Good night.

[Radio host] Hey, we have a very special guest

in our studio today-- Mr. Brandon Walsh.

Brandon Walsh is this week's wild thing

who just moved to Beverly Hills from Minneapolis.

Say hello to our listeners, Brandon.

Um, hi.

[Radio host] So, Brandon, tell us...

What does it take to be a wild thing?

Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Hold on, hold on. Before you say another word,

remember we are regulated

by both the FCC

and Mrs. Sibitsky, our club sponsor.

Right, uh, since my date with Marianne Moore

has become public knowledge,

I wanted to tell everyone

what exactly happened that night.

[Radio host] What? We hear you, Brandon.

[Brandon] Nothing happened.

A lot of you guys out there know it.

But Brandon, the key phrase here is wild thing.

Look, we sat, and we talked. That's it.

You know, it may sound a lot less exciting

than doing the wild thing,

but it actually meant a whole lot more.

So, Marianne, I hope you're listening

because I want to say I'm sorry.

The thing that bums me out the most

is you feel like you can't trust me anymore.

And that appears to be all the time we have this morning

for mushy declarations of love,

and this is your flash the cash DJ,

and you're listening to KWBH.

See ya.

[Classical music playing]

With a very few exceptions,

most of you did very well on your quiz.

[Classical music keeps playing]

Jason wants to go out again Friday night.

He wants me to spend the night.

You've got to tell him Brenda.

What if he freaks?

Science is about observation, class,

so pay attention to the music.

If you've done your experiment correctly,

the melonic acid should react to the potassium iodate

exactly when the first movement is over.

If he loves you, then it shouldn't matter.

Do you think you love him?

I don't know.

Enough to sleep with him?

I don't know.

I think so.

Then you've got to tell him, Brenda.

Very poor showing, girls.

Also, it's very disconcerting to notice

that you both share all the wrong answers in common.

If I see this happening again,

it's an automatic "F" for the year.

I've taken the liberty of making an appointment for you

with Mr. Clayton, Brenda.

Why?

I've seen your transcripts from your school.

I expect much more from you in this class

than a D-minus.

Now the music is over.

The experiment has ended.

[Brandon] Marianne.

Hi.

I heard what you said this morning.

I made a fool of myself in front of the entire school.

I hope so.

Marianne, I want you to know that I never meant to hurt you.

You just saw an opening and took it.

I never meant to let you get close to me.

Oh, come on. Don't say that.

Why don't you give me a second chance...

Like... Friday night?

No. I think I'm going to do something weird this weekend.

Like what?

Stay home.

It's a rare event.

It sounds like a good idea.

What about the week after?

I'll call you.

Great.

She'll call me.

I don't get it, Brenda.

You've never even gotten a "C" before.

What's up?

Nothing.

Brenda, when I see a good student come my school and slip,

I feel responsible.

What can I do to help you?

Nothing.

Brenda, from how it looks,

you'll be lucky to pass chemistry this semester.

That's not going to look good on your record.

I know.

I'll work harder.

Good girl. Now I know you will.

What's this?

Get a parent's signature.

Bring it back to me.

Why?

Because something's going on with you Brenda.

I want to make sure you're talking to somebody about it.

Hey, Andrea!

Didn't you listen to KWBH this morning?

I never listen to KWBH.

You didn't hear what I said about Marianne?

No, and frankly I'm not interested.

Look, I want to explain something.

I've got to get home okay.

Let me give you a ride then.

No, thanks.

[suspense music playing]

[Practicing Spanish]

[suspense music keeps playing]

Goodbye.

[Horn]

I can't believe you followed me home?

It was the only way I can get to talk to you.

Wait. How come you go to west Beverly High?

You don't live near Beverly Hills.

Look, my life is private okay.

How dare you come anywhere near my house.

- Hey, I just wanted to talk. - Oh, yeah right.

So you can blab about where I live

just like you did about you and Marianne Moore?

Brandon, this isn't a game to me.

I'm not rich like you, if anybody learns where I live,

they'll kick me out of West Beverly Hills

so fast my head will spin.

Well, how come you go there if you live here?

Because it's the best school in the city. That's why.

Why can't I access a good education,

just because I'm geographically undesirable?

Well, you're right.

You shouldn't.

Listen, the reason I followed you home

was to tell you that I think you've got me all wrong.

That thing about me and Marianne,

that's not me, that's not what I'm about.

I'm not perfect, but I'm not a complete jerk either.

Brandon...

I lie about my home address.

My grandmother lives in a cheap apartment

in Beverly Hills.

And that's where my mail's sent.

If anybody finds out...

if you tell anybody about where I live,

it will mess me up bad.

Don't worry.

I won't.

It's nice to finally bring a friend home from school.

Come on in.

Jason, this place is really nice.

For the money it's costing, it should be.

It's worth it to be here with you.

Thanks.

- Can I tell you something? - [Brenda] Sure.

The last woman I went on three dates with,

I lived with her for 11 months.

- What happened? - [Jason] I don't know.

You know... It was coming up to our year anniversary.

We... we got into this weird fight

about a new couch for the living room.

I decided I had to go with my own taste,

'cause the couch was going to be around longer than she was.

I don't mean to get heavy on you.

It's OK.

Jason, do you think I could tell you anything?

Of course.

The older I get, the more I realize

openness is the most important part of a relationship.

And you'd feel the same way no matter what?

I mean,

this could be a shock.

Trust me.

I'm shockproof.

Brenda, what is it?

First, I want you to have my phone number.

You got a phone.

No.

I've always had a phone.

I don't live in that sorority house.

No?

I don't go to college.

You work.

Jason...

I'm a junior at West Beverly High.

What kind of a junior?

A 16-year-old junior.

My friend Kelly said if we were getting serious,

I had to tell you the truth and if you loved me

it wouldn't matter anyway.

Oh, is that what Kelly said?

I thought you were shockproof.

[Waiter] More wine?

Maybe you should check her ID.

Or is that fake, too?

How could you do this to me?

[sighs]

[Jason] Is this some kind of high school prank?

Jason, I'm sorry.

Look, I thought--

You thought wrong.

I should sue your parents.

Yes.

Excuse me.

Bring me the check.

[sad dramatic music playing]

Turn left here.

Yeah.

Tell me, Brenda,

was it fun playing grownup?

My feelings for you didn't change

just because I'm younger than you thought I was.

What the hell do you know about feelings?

A lot. I would never tell anyone I liked them

and then treat them how you're treating me.

Just wait until somebody you thought you cared about

lies to you.

Don't you think it was hard on me, too Jason?

Lying to my family about where I was going,

and I'm flunking out of school?

All for what?

I can't believe it. I was going to sleep with you tonight.

You were going to be the first guy...

Never mind.

- Brenda. - No, get off me.

I'm glad this happened!

- At least... - No just leave me alone,

I don't wanna see you again!

Mom, I'm so sorry.

Oh, baby. It's all right, honey.

Oh.

It's OK, sweetie.

It's OK.

I know, I know.

I never meant to lie to you.

I know you didn't, honey.

I know.

Who is he, Brenda?

Some guy.

Kelly and I went to a club.

[Cindy] Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

It's my fault, too. I just...

I knew things weren't right. I just...

Oh, I wanted you to be happy here,

to fit in, but...

Not like this.

I know.

[Cindy] It's all right. It's all right.

What's going on? What's wrong?

Nothing.

Umm, do you guys mind if I talk about this later?

I've got catching up to do on my chemistry.

- Oh, sure. - OK.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you going to tell me what happened?

It's a long story.

I'm not going anywhere.

Brandon, do you mind if I save it for when you're older?

What do you mean? I am older.

By 30 seconds, remember?

It's just when you get to be our age,

girls are more mature.

Oh.

Well, if that's the way you want it.

Thanks. And someday I will tell you almost everything.

Forget it.

I've already lost interest.

I miss Minneapolis.

No, you don't.

Yeah, I do.

Nothing was this complicated.

Brenda, did you...?

No.

Did you?

Uh...

No.

I didn't think so.

Brandon, are we going to make it here?

Well...

The houses are bigger, the weather's warmer,

and the tan lines are outstanding, but...

it doesn't mean they've cracked the meaning of life.

Know what I mean?

Yeah, I know.

Would you have told me if you did?