All language subtitles for Beverly.Hills.90210.S01E06.One.on.One.1080p.PMTP.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-iRMAS_track3_[eng]

[rock music playing]

Yes!

Nice touch, dad.

Not bad for a dinosaur.

That's the shot I hit
to beat Franklin High.

What's the score?

H-O-R to H-O-R-S.

This one's for the money, boy.

Keep popping like that,
you'll be in the starting five.

Dad...

Excuse me, Magic.

Are we planning
on going to school?

- Two minutes.
- Two minutes.

Mom, you see?

You see why I need my own car?

- Brenda.
- I can't depend on him.

I can't get anywhere on time,
he does it on purpose,

- just to drive me crazy.
- Brenda.

I've got to get control
of my destiny, you said it.

Yes, but first you need
to get your driver's license.

I'm taking driver's training.

I know.

[car horn honks]

- [man] Watch it!
- What are you yelling at?

He cuts me off
and then flips me the bird.

Move and he won't honk at you.

You're the last person
who should tell me how to drive.

You're always talking
about Mondale's power,

but you're a chicken.

What's happening?

I don't want to be late.

And I don't get
why you can't go faster.

Because it's a red light.

Oh.

You're really taking
driver's training again?

Just go, okay?

It's green, okay?

Okay.

[rock music playing]

[music continues]

Kelly.

So, Brenda.

So... Late.

So... New?

So... Cute.

So... Thanks.

So... Bye-yee.

- Bye-yee.
- Bye-yee.

Bye-yee?

Did you hear her say "bye-yee"?

[Andrea] Face it, your sister's
gone total Beverly Hills.

- Yeah, but "bye-yee"?
- [Andrea laughs]

[Andrea] Yeah, well,
goodbye-yee.

Parting is such sweet sorrow,

but you are covering
the basketball tryouts today?

Actually, I'm trying out
for the team.

Really?

Yeah.

Aren't you a little short?

Thanks.

[basketball bouncing]

[boy] Yeah!

How tall is he?

Dewitt is 6'6".
He never misses a shot.

And Clinton's 6'4".

Plays defense like King Kong.

[coach] Yeah! Come on, let's go.

[Steve] Andy Walker is better
than both of them combined.

[boy 1] Yeah!

[Steve] That's James Townsend.

He's this new young hotshot
who has a chance

to crack the starting line-up.

It'd be a good team this year.

This year? Every year.

West Beverly
is a perennial powerhouse.

We've been league champs
four years in a row.

Sure there are a lot of guys
in the program.

These open tryouts are a joke.

The coach holds them
to promote school spirit.

Everyone knows
he's already set the line-up.

Take me, for example.

I started JV last year.

He practically told me
I'm practically a lock,

but don't quote me on that

because I don't want
to come off as arrogant.

Actually,
I came to tryout myself.

Aren't you a little short?

[announcer]
They're all down on the track,

where one mistake
can cost you your life.

It takes a special person
to handle the curves

and keep up with the action.

It used to be
a man's game, until now.

They say she learned to drive

on the icy streets
of Minnesota.

They say
she's a flash in the pan.

But whatever they say,

the renamed Brenda Walsh

is changing the way
that game is played.

All over america,

you can hear her fans
at the finish line

clamor for the new sensation.

[crowd cheering]

[announcer] Brenda Walsh!

Brenda Walsh!

Brenda Walsh!

[instructor] Walsh, Brenda.

Did you remember to bring
your parental consent form?

Thank you.

Have you ever taken
driver training before?

No.

Not really.

Well, sort of.

Sort of?

I took private lessons
back in St. Paul,

but I have
this slight perceptual problem.

Brenda,
let me put your mind at rest.

What's past is past.

In my class, we start
with a clean slate.

Who cares if you flunked
driver training once before?

Twice before.

Three
if you count the first time,

but I lasted 20 minutes,

so I don't think
it should count.

[boy] Watch the pick!

Watch the pick, come on!

Come on!

[boy 1] Back up!

Down court!

Where's the break?

[boy] Come on!

The first game with Beverly High

is next week.

The first cut will be posted

twenty minutes after practice.

Thank you all for coming.

The least he could do
is call us in to scrimmage.

[boy] Come on, come on!

[boy 1] Yeah!

[boy 2] Yeah!

Walsh, Brett, Murphy.

Rotate in for Lighter.

Simpkins...

Mr. Walker.

Feels awfully right to me.

Even if you are overrated?

Bon chance , big guy.

[boy] Good shot!

[boy 1] Get back!

Oh, no!

Come on! Come on!

Watch the pick, man!

[boy 2] Get on defense!

[boy] Yeah!

Are you Walsh?

Yes, sir.

[instructor]
That's it, much better.

You can go a little faster
if you want.

Really?

Remember,
it's 25 in a residential zone,

35 on a commercial street.

How do you feel?

Like I could do this even if you
weren't sitting next to me.

Oh, you can,

and you will,

but be careful.

All right,
let's take the big wide turn.

[instructor] Not too jerky.

Very good.

Okay. One more time.

[school bell rings]

Let's hang back till the crowd
thins out a little bit.

Don't be a squid, Walsh.

You've got a 50/50 shot
of making the cut.

You think so?

Won't know till we check it out.

I don't believe it!

There's got to be a mistake.

Steve!

What?

I was hoping

we'd play together.

If you think you'll make it
past the next round,

you're totally naive.

This whole thing is rigged.

What do you mean?

Dewitt... Walker...

How many do you think
live in Beverly Hills?

A big fat zippo.

I've been told
you can't go to West Beverly

unless you live in the district.

Unless you're a major jock.

Why do you think we beat
Beverly High last year?

Because they play
by the rules. We don't.

How do we get around the rules?

We've put them

in this applied
opportunity thing.

Applied what?

It's a program for minorities,

so we all become
more enriched and diverse.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Steve, I'm new around here.

I don't know what's going on.

Okay. Do you want to know?

They say this program
is open to everybody.

The requirement
is how high you can jump

or how fast
you can run the hundred.

You've been here
for a while, you may notice

that these suckers
never go to class.

They're getting
a free ride around here

and it makes me sick.

You can quote me on that.

I ain't going
through no initiation thing.

Of course not.

[soft music playing]

Hey, Nat.

What are you doing here?
Looking for a free meal?

I'm looking for my paycheck.

Pay check?

I thought you were working

out of the goodness
of your heart?

My car insurance
costs more than my heart.

Welcome to L. A.

Give me a few minutes.

No problem, Nat.

Hey, James!

I'm Brandon Walsh,

I fed you a couple of buckets.

- Right.
- [boy] Out the door!

I got to jet.

I just wanted to say good luck

and hope to be playing
with you this season.

All right.

[boy] Dude has no chance
of making the team.

- [James laughs]
- [boy laughs]

[James laughs]

[Jim] You can't let
a little competition

get you down.

Little?

Dad, the starting five

is out of the land
of the giants.

You sound as if making
the first cut was a fluke.

No, it's just, well,
like I told you,

they recruit players
from out of the district.

Some of these guys
are like pros.

What are you psyching
yourself out for?

You read Bobby Knight's book,

Winning is a state of mind.

Bobby who?

[Jim] If you have the tools,
guts and desire,

you can meet any challenge
and accomplish any goal.

Thanks for dinner, mom.

The pep talk was inspiring.

I heard that.

Glad someone did.

[instrumental music playing]

What's with her?

No. What?

Hey, Bren.

I love you,
you're the better half,

but don't fight
my battles for me, okay?

Brandon, every year,

it's the same winning-is-a-
state-of-mind speech.

The same shot at the buzzer.

The same rah-rah.

It's just dad being dad.

How can you stand it?

It just rolls off my back.

It really does.

Bye-yee.

Bye-yee.

Bye-yee?

[Brenda] Don't worry.

We're going upstairs

to study for our Spanish test.

Do we love this nail polish?

Más o menos.

What about tomorrow night?

You heard my mom.

Mondays through Thursdays

I'm totally book bound.

Tell her you're going
to the library.

Kel, I could never pull it off.
I'm the world's worst liar.

Please, Brenda?

Blind dates
aren't my thing either,

but Kenny swears his friend
is totally delectable.

You said last time
you went out with Kenny,

he was weird and obnoxious.

He was.

Then why go out with him again?

You are bad.

They have front row tickets
to Janet Jackson concert

and a limo.

It'll be fun.

Can I count on you, amigo?

It's amiga. You must use
the feminine noun.

Thanks.

Where are you going?

Where do you think?

[Brandon] 10 seconds left
on the clock.

The Lakers trail by 1.

Magic dribbling
at the top of the key

swings it over to Vlade.

Six seconds left.

Back to Magic,
who kicks it over to Walsh,

who shoots at the buzzer
for the game.

Walsh at the buzzer
for the game.

One more time, at the buzzer
for the game.

It's good! It's good!

Walsh does it again!

The Lakers win
the world championships!

Yes! Ye--

Nice shot, champ.

[school bell rings]

[David] I was really sick,

but don't worry I'm not
contagious anymore.

That depends
on how you look at it.

Steve, how are you doing?

Okay.

You're probably wondering

why you didn't see me last week.

Not really.
I was out with the flu.

I didn't notice.

The doctor put me
on antibiotics.

You actually lived
to tell about it, huh?

Yep.

Amazing, truly amazing.

Well, thanks, Steve.
It's great to be back.

I'll see you around.

Jordan, how are you doing, man?

Hey, Brandon.

[Brandon] How are you?

- Alright, you?
- [Brandon] Good.

I almost called you.

I had an extra ticket
to the game.

Man, you should have called me.

I know, it was
a last minute kind of thing.

So how was Magic?

Magic was Magic,
but Bird was unstoppable

and McHale owned the board.

I thought you were a Lakers fan.

Except when the Celtics
come to town.

Were you born in Boston?

No, I'm a Beverly Hills native.

Why were you rooting
for the Celtics?

Us Irish guys
got to stick together.

You know how it is.

How what is?

Walsh, take care of yourself.

[Steve] See ya.

See ya.

And the most rad part

is I designed it to pump
5,000 oscillations

at 1.78 per second

to compensate for any surge

in the electrical output.

So how come it doesn't work?

I don't know.

Since the shutter is concave

and the condenser is convex,

it allows the image
to remain balanced.

Good work, Brandon. Excellent.

Miss Yamado.

James, did you get a chance
to do the assignment?

I wanted to talk to you
about that, I'm working on it.

James--

I'll have it on Monday,
for sure.

Okay.

I didn't know
you were taking Tech.

I'm enrolled in it,

but you know how it is
coming to a new school and all.

What do you have next?

Driver's training.

Driver's training?

It's just a refresher course.

[Brandon] Four weeks
into the semester

and he hasn't shown up.

Doesn't that tell you something?

That this James guy isn't one
of your basic over-achiever.

From what Steve says,
the applied program

gives preferential treatment
to jocks for years.

The fact is the A.L.O.P.
has a great reputation.

And I'm sorry, Steve Sanders
is a spoiled slug

who doesn't come close
to being a good source.

But that doesn't mean

there are so-called athletes

who play college ball
in this country

who can't even spell
their own names.

And that preferential treatment
starts in high school level.

If you think you have a story,

set up and interview
and go for it.

Actually, I was hoping
you'd run with it.

Me, cover sports? Not likely.

Come on, I can't write it.

It's a conflict of interest.

Only if you make the team,

which is less than a sure thing.

But everyone will say
it's sour grapes.

Well, is it?

You don't think it's unfair
to bring a guy in

from out of district
to play basketball?

No comment.

No comment? What does that mean?

It means I live out of district, remember?

Andrea,
this isn't about geography.

That's right. It's about race.

That is not true.

If you don't want
to do the leg work, fine,

but don't put me down for trying
to print a killer story.

Okay, okay.

Give me a couple of names,

and maybe I'll drop
by the A.L.O.P. office

and see what I can dig up.

Thanks.

[Brenda] Driving is a cinch.

[instructor] As long as you
stay on your side of the road.

Well, I only swerved
when the dogs start barking.

I thought it was going to dart
into the street,

until I saw his leash.

But you never know
what a poodle will do.

You're doing wonderfully.

You truly are.

We're approaching a stop sign.

I see it.

[instructor] So let's stop

behind the crosswalk.

No California rolls.

[instructor] Perfect.

So do you think I'm ready
to go for my license yet?

Pretty soon.

Yield to the car on the right,

and proceed
through the intersection.

It looks like Henry Winkler.

That's not him.

Brenda, you have
the right of way.

That is Henry undefined Winkler!

Brenda!

[Brenda yells]

[boy] Come on. Watch the ball!

[boy 1] Defense!

[boy 2] Rebound!

Rebound! Rebound!

[boy 1] Yeah.

[boy] Out! Out!

[boy 2] Here you go. Set it up!

Set it up!

Shot! Do it!

Shot!

Rebound! Rebound!

Come on, hustle back.

Come on.

Watch the pick!

[boy 1] Take it! Take it!

Come on, Walker. Pass!

[boy 2] All right.

[boy] Take him.

[boy 1] Come on.

Yeah.

[boy 2] Come on.

Good move, Andy.
Mid-season form.

[boy 2] Hustle back now.

That's good.
Set it up. Set it up.

[boy] Key up, man. Key up.

[boy 2] Set it up!

Take him.

[boy] Good shot, man.

Get in the game, Walsh!

[boy 3] Down! Down!

[boy 2] Hustle back!
Let's do it.

Set it up. Set it up.

[boy 1] Key up!

[boy] Pass, man, pass!

[boy 2] Rebound! Come on!

All right, come on.

[boy 3] Come on.

[boy 2] Watch the pick!

[whistle blows]

Charging.

Hey, watch it.

We're down to the final cut.

That's what I heard.

Coach Reilly was impressed
with your hustle,

and me too, I've never seen you
play like this.

What did you have
to talk to him for?

He talked to me.

Was I supposed to walk away?

No.

So what's the big deal?

I had a meeting at Century City.

I used to watch you practice
all the time.

It's no big deal.

I'll see you later, okay?

Brandon.

Don't worry.

Play like today,

and you've got a shot.

Either way, I'm proud of you.

James Townsend,
is he the kid in your class?

Yeah.

He must be a hot prospect.

What did you find out?

According to my source
in the A.L.O.P.,

there are four guys
playing varsity basketball

involved with the program.

And they say
they're doing fairly well.

What would you
expect them to say?
What would you
expect them to say?

Brandon, will you let me finish?

The key thing
is they have no record

of James ever taking a reading
or math placement test,

a basic requirement
for all sophomores here.

I knew it.

His transcripts
from his last school

were somehow never processed.

He's the only student here
without a grade point average.

[distant chatter]

Guys like George...
I don't know.

Right there.

Do you want to talk to him,
or should I?

I'll do it.

James, do you got a second?

I'll catch up with you later.

Okay.

Listen, I lost it out there,
and I apologize.

You don't deserve this garbage.

Listen, uh...

I saw that bump and run
Walker laid on you.

I told him it was cheap shot.

But being the new kid,
he's just looking out for me.

A lot of people looking out
for you, aren't they?

I guess they are.

I'm the sports editor
on the West Beverly Blaze .

- The school paper?
- [Brandon] Yes.

And we have reasons to believe

you've been recruited
to play basketball

in exchange
for certain special privileges.

Say what?

Come on, James.

You live out of district,
never go to class,

and your transcript
doesn't show any prior grades

or test scores
or anything to indicate

that you have the requirements
to be at this school.

Why did you
poke around my records?

That's not the issue.

If I was white,
you wouldn't do this.

I don't care about that,
you shouldn't be here freely.

Yeah, right.

The truth will come out, James.

[tense music playing]

Goodbye, Kelly.

Kelly, goodbye. I'm gone.

I went. Goodbye.

Kelly, call me. Bye.

She is so nuts, that girl.

Because mom and dad
are going out,

she thinks I should go on a date

with her
and this guy she just met.

Brenda, don't do it.

You know you'll only get caught.

Brandon, I'm not a fool.

Although they're renting a limo.

Do you want half, or what?

I'll grab something later.

Be careful up there.

Dad just found his yearbook
in the garage.

Again.

Kennedy was a lug of lard,

but he made a fortune
in real estate

he must be smart.

O'Brien had a nice touch
for a role player.

I had my moments,

when I nailed that shot
at the buzzer to beat Franklin.

We weren't a gifted bunch,

but together we pulled off
a championship season.

Teamwork,
that's the key, Brandon.

That's what you have
to strive for.

You rush me to get me
out of the door by 7:15.

You're not even dressed yet.

How did it get to be so late?

Time flies
when you're double-dribbling

down memory lane.

You look real nice, mom.

I'm glad someone noticed.

What time you going to be home?

I don't know,
I got the late shift.

The final tryouts are tomorrow,
and you're working late?

If you'd pay
my car insurance, dad,

I'd happily take
an early retirement.

If you make the team,
maybe we'll talk.

Really?

Absolutely.

Jim!

That's bribery.

A little incentive
never hurt anybody.

Besides, in my humble opinion,

I've always felt
student athletes

deserve a bonus
for putting in extra hours.

Do yourself a favor.

From now on
do not under any circumstances

listen to anything that man
says about anything.

Did you hear me?

[pop music playing]

Brandon?

♪ Been a while
Since you been around ♪

♪ Lifetime
Since it all went down ♪

♪ Thought that I would die
But now everything is clear ♪

[telephone rings]

♪ So hurt
By the things you did ♪

♪ You knew how to keep... ♪

[telephone rings]

♪ You're gone ♪

[telephone rings]

♪ I am still here ♪

Hello.

Rescue me.

[Brenda] Where are you?

In hell.

[Kelly] It's not funny.

Janet Jackson has laryngitis,
and Kenny is drunk.

You have to come and get me.

Why do I have to?

If you had gone with us,

Kenny wouldn't have puked
all over the limo.

Gross.

Molto gross.
How soon can you be here?

Kelly, come on,
can't you take a cab?

I'm hanging up now.
Have a nice life.

How can you ask me
to pick you up?

I don't have
a California license.

But you're a good driver.

[Kelly] You said that.

Well, yeah.

So...

So, Brandon
took his bike to work.

I guess I could borrow Mondale.

You guys have a driver?

Mondale is the name of his car.

It's for Walter Mondale.

[Kelly] Ran for president
against Reagan...

From Minnesota.

Whatever.

If you took it
you'd be back in 10 minutes.

Kelly, I don't know.

Brandon
won't know the difference.

Please? You're my best friend.

I am?

Please?

[car horn honks]

Honk if you're obnoxious, creep.

Just forget him.

Just forget him.

You're doing fine.
You're doing finer than fine.

Where the hell is Doheny?

Okay. Come on, Brenda.
Don't lose it, baby.

You're doing great.
Everything's under control.

You know how to drive.
You're a good driver.

You're a great driver.
You're terrific. You're...

[car sputters]

...out of gas?

[tense music playing]

Hi.

How's it going?

[Brenda] Bad and getting worse.

My car ran out of gas,
actually it's my brothers car.

It happens.

Mostly to me.

I've been driving around

trying to get
to Doheny and Melrose.

$2.00 for the deposit.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

You don't have your wallet.

I am so bummed.

These things happen.

So bummed.

They happen.

It's in my other jacket,
I swear.

It's okay. Things happen.

Look, I'll pay you back
first thing tomorrow, I promise.

Where's your car parked?

I swear the care was right here
15 minutes ago.

I swear it was.

Are you sure this is the place?

My brother is going to kill me.

Just tell him things happen.

You see, with mayonnaise

you can't be too specific. Okay?

Iceberg lettuce,
romaine lettuce,

red leaf lettuce...

Put on as much as you want

as long as it's fresh
and crunchy,

but mayonnaise
is an acquired taste.

Nat, uh...

And you know, if you put
too much in, it's too soggy.

Too little, it's too dry.

When factoring in the mustard
and the luncheon meats,

you could see it takes years
to get it right.

I was hoping we could practice
tomorrow night.

Are you in a hurry?

I got to get these books back
to the library.

I knew there was a reason
I hired you.

Get out of here.

- Thanks, Nat.
- See you tomorrow.

All right.

He's nice.

What are you doing?

I don't have to justify myself
to you.

I just asked a simple question.

It's not simple at all.

What you're asking
is how come a dumb black jock

who can't read--

- I never said that.
- Right.

If you just answer my questions
about the learning program.

How should I know about it,
I'm not part of the program!

You weren't recruited
to play basketball?

That's right.

But you don't live here.

Caught me red-handed.

I want to know how did you
get permission to come here.

I don't need permission.

My father has worked
for the Beverley City Library

for 15 years!

That gives me
the right to be here

just like you!

A.L.O.P. didn't have
your records

is because
you aren't in their program?

I told you I'm here
because my father earned it,

not because I was recruited
or I want to be!

I don't know what to say.

How about nothing?

I was fine in Inglewood

when my parents decided
to upgrade my education

four weeks into the semester,

making me play
catch-up from the get-co.

Sounds familiar.

That's why your dad
sucked up to the coach.

That's not like that.

I love it, you rich white boys

get the world handed to you,
no strings attached,

and you think
that's how it is for everyone.

I don't know whose bank account
you've seen, I am not rich!

Yeah, but you're white.

That's why your first impulse
was to think

he's got to be dumb
or a rap singer or in a gang

or smoking crack

or whatever stereotype
fits your fears.

That's your problem,
that's not my problem.

So what if I need extra help
adjusting in the life

of the almighty
West Beverly High School?

So what if I use my talent

to get into college
of my choice?

I got nothing to hide,
nothing to be ashamed of

and nothing more to say to you.

[instrumental music playing]

Mom?

[Cindy] Brandon!

We called you at work,
but you'd already left.

What's the matter?

Your car's been stolen.

Mondale's been stolen? Wha--

How did that happen?

A professional wiring job.

We've seen it before.

They came up the driveway.

Why would anyone in here
steal a '78 bomber?

Once you cross the border
a power engine in good condition

can bring three times
its market value.

My engine was in mint condition.

I'm so sorry, Brandon.

[Jim] We're all sorry.

But the best thing you can do
now is to put it to bed,

and give it
our best shot tomorrow.

What if I don't give it
my best shot tomorrow, dad?

If you don't make the team,
the sun still shines, the moon--

No, what if I don't even try,
what if I just quit the team?

Brandon, what's the matter?

We'll find a different car.

Who said
I wanted a different car?

I just assumed--

That's right, you assumed.

You assumed
I wanted a different car,

you assumed I wanted
to play basketball,

you assumed I wanted
to move to Beverly Hills,

but you never came out
and asked me!

You jumped
to your own conclusions

because that's what
you wanted to believe!

Well, guess again!

How can you say
I push him to hard?

I'm not over-critical
or overbearing.

But you don't take
a low profile either.

Okay, maybe I prod him a little,

but that's because Brandon
is a natural athlete.

He's much better
than I ever was.

All he needs
is a little motivation.

And a little space...

And the room to fail...

And the freedom
to be his own person.

Okay, yeah.

Maybe he could use
a little of that, too.

Brandon.

When they came to steal the car,

how come you didn't hear them?

How could you take my car
without asking me?

Kelly was in such dire straits.

I didn't even stop
to think about it.

That's the way it's been
since we moved to Beverly Hills.

You not stopping and thinking
about anyone or anything

except for Kelly
and her little inner circle.

You know what?
It's getting real boring.

Brandon, you're right, you are.

And I'll pay you back,
I promise.

I'll do anything you want.

Just don't tell mom. Please?

That you took my car,
that you lied to her about it.

How was I suppose to know
Mondale was running out of gas?

You check the gas gauge

like any qualified driver.

You get in the car,
put on your seat belt,

adjust the mirror,
and check the gas!

Brandon, that's it!

What's it?

It's because of Debbie's mother.

- Excuse me?
- [Brenda] Don't you remember?

We were in the back seat
when she rammed into that tree.

And we couldn't play
at Debbie's all summer long

because her mother
was in a body cast.

That's why I'm great
at everything I do but driving.

Brenda, that was 11 years ago.

Get over it.

Hey, Brandon.

I'm sorry, I know how much
making the team means to you.

Truthfully, I got a lot
of things on my mind right now.

A lot of things.

Mind if I shoot around with you?

It's a free country.

Thought the gym
would be empty this early.

It usually is.

You have a nice touch.

Thanks.

I thought a lot
about what was said last night,

and I can't pretend in my mind
you weren't guilty.

Not because you're black,

but so I'd have a better shot
at making the team.

Growing up in Minnesota,

racial relations
wasn't something I thought about

or had to deal with so much.

I got news for you.

There aren't too many cowboys
riding herd

in downtown Inglewood either.

But that's just it.

I'm not a cowboy,

and you're not
a gang-banger crack head.

We're just two guys
from the same school

battling for the same spot
on the team.

Coach Reilly's probably
only going to take one of us.

Smart money's on you.

Not necessarily.

Not the way you play defense.

Let's go one on one.

Yeah. Sure.

You didn't have
to apologize for wanting this

as bad as I do.

I know.

You take it out.

[instructor] You're early.

I need to talk to you
about driver's training.

When I struck Henry Winkler
the other day,

it struck me
that maybe emotionally

I'm incapable
of ever learning how to drive.

Brenda, a new driver
is only as good

as his or her instructor.

You really think so?

Absolutely.

I assure you, it's only
a matter of time

before you find
a different teacher

with great reflexes

and a profound death wish.

So, you think I should
drop the course, huh?

Or consider some alternative
form of transportation--

like walking.

How about instead, we walk over

to the driver's training
parking lot

and give those reflexes
a workout?

[instrumental music playing]

Miss Yamado finally
got my Laser Phaser to work.

Yeah? What did she do?

She plugged it in.

Not too mortified.

What do you mean
with there's no story there?

What did James say
when you confronted him?

I shouldn't be afraid
to pop from the perimeter.

Hey, Minnesota.

Hey, Andy.

Don't let those suckers
intimidate you.

This is our school, not theirs.

Only in your mind, Steve.

[car horn honks]

An outdoor barbecue
in October, I love it.

Do you want chicken or steak?

Whatever's easy.

You were
on the road early today.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep much
last night.

How did it go?

It came down to me
and James, a good guy.

Anyway, the coach thinks

I could use a year
on the "B" team.

All right. Makes sense.

I'm sorry, dad.

What for?

That's much better
than riding the bench.

But it's not nailing a shot
at the buzzer

in front of the whole school.

Brandon, the shot I made
to beat Franklin

was a fluke.

It was a glorious fluke.

But the only reason
coach Yoring put me in

was everyone else
had fouled out.

It was either that
or forfeit the game.

So much for your old man's
glory days.

Yeah, well...

You still have
a fairly decent shot

for a dinosaur.

This dinosaur's going
to kick your butt in HORSE.

Two out of three.

I'm up for it.

[car horn honks]

Brandon, it's Mondale!

I never thought
I'd see this puppy again.

Neither did I.

I'm so happy, you don't know.

One of our trucks towed it
to the impound lot last night.

The thing is that it's back
and everything's great.

Well, you're lucky the preps
weren't Phi Beta Kappa.

They abandoned the car
in the intersection.

It takes all kinds.

Even left the keys right
in the ignition.

Brenda,
isn't that your key chain?