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[crowd shouting]

[women] Who's the best?

[whistle blows]

[people chanting]

[man] Go, go, go, go!

[indistinct chatter]

[crowd cheering]

[team whooping]

[men chanting]

[crowd cheering]

[Andrea] Brandon is aware and working on a deadline,

so just leave him alone, okay?

I don't get how we're supposed

to lay out the paper without Brandon's editorial.

Craig, it's going to be fine.

If I have to lay out the paper myself, I will.

Thank you.

Whatever you say.

[Brandon] It was just a Friday night in America,

and I don't think any of us stopped to think

that from Pompano Beach to St. Paul,

kids all over the country

were doing the exact same thing we were.

How much more typically American can you get

than a football game, a high school dance

and a burger joint?

What was atypical was,

that for only the third time since a man walked on the Moon,

West Beverly was undefeated after three games.

And what was even more unexpected was that my sister,

Brenda Walsh, had volunteered

to become the head of the dance committee.

Why do you want to be in charge of the Pigskin Prom?

Why do you think?

You want to date a jock?

What can I say, Dylan?

I'm madly in lust with Tony Miller.

And then again, maybe it's the fact

that the money raised at the dance

goes to the Alvarado Street Elementary School

for their Christmas drive.

Maybe it's that.

You're so civic-minded, Bren.

- And you're going with me. - [Dylan] No.

[Brandon] Some of the major social issues

confronting this generation

were also the subject of debate that night.

She is definitely coming onto him.

No, she's not.

[Donna scoffs] What do you call that?

[Kelly] She's a freshman!

He's like an older brother to her.

He and Scott were best friends. You know that.

She is definitely coming onto him.

[Brandon] But the focus was definitely football.

Specifically, next week's game,

which everyone knew would be the toughest one

we'd have all season.

You're the sports editor, Walsh.

Make a prediction.

Yeah. Who's gonna win-- Shaw or us?

All right. I predict that a mighty team will fall.

Don't go out on a limb here, or anything.

[Brandon] Hey, come on, guys.

It's a tough call, they're good.

What do they call themselves?

The Masters of the Universe?

Should be Armed and Dangerous.

If we survive the ride down there,

the game will be a piece of cake.

Gentlemen, I've got the scores here.

Hamilton smashes Jefferson 21-6.

Yes!

Quincy and Van Buren

tie 13 apiece.

What about Shaw?

Shaw?

Come on. Just the score.

Shaw 49, Wiltshire... Zip.

Like you said, piece of cake.

The guy said something happened

in the closing seconds of the Shaw game.

Some violence or something.

Well, it's a violent game, Sanders.

I think it was pretty major.

[Brandon] I f we hadn't been on a winning streak,

I would have jumped on the story.

But it wasn't until breakfast next morning

that it registered.

It was something major.

[Jim] I thought they'd increase the peace.

What's wrong?

The gangs are at it again.

I hate hearing about that stuff.

[Jim] Two spectators were shot to death

at a high school football game last night.

Where?

You heard of Shaw High School?

Yeah, that's the team we're playing next week.

At their school?

Yeah.

I wouldn't count on it.

[Brandon] When I got to the meeting,

everybody was talking about the incident at Shaw.

The guy on the radio said it was panic city.

I heard it wasn't anything.

Two guys shot dead is definitely something.

There's no way I'm going to play down there, man.

What are you worried about?

What's that supposed to mean?

I have more to worry about.

Look, it's not about the color of your skin, bro.

It's about where you live and how you talk

and what kind of car you drive.

Everybody, listen up.

You've probably heard rumors

about the violence at Shaw.

[Brandon] When the practice was c alled off

for an emergency meeting of the school board,

it became clear to all of us that the only thing normal

that would be happening at West Beverly that day

would be Brenda's band auditions for the dance.

[rock music playing]

Hey! What's up?!

Where's Kelly?

If you'd hired David,

we wouldn't have to go through this.

This is so cool.

You better get this gig.

Okay, come on, everybody.

Let's get started.

Hey, you with the guitar!

[music grinds to a halt]

Okay... Um, welcome to the Pigskin Prom auditions.

First up will be...

Grudgemaster.

[woman] All right, right on.

Just hire David.

Hello. Hello.

Hi. Oh...

That smile only means one thing.

Big date last night?

Big phone call this morning.

I talked to my father.

He called from Barcelona.

It was the best conversation we have had.

Kelly...

[Kelly] I know, Don,

and I told him straight out,

"I don't even want to talk to you

if you'll to shine me."

But then he apologized about last year

and explained what happened,

and by the end, we were both crying.

We have that effect on each other.

Anyway, he's flying into town this Friday just to see me.

Oh, that's great.

Finally, I get to meet him.

Yeah, but since I won't go to the dance,

maybe I should resign from the dance committee.

Oh, Kelly.

I'm sorry, Bren,

he'll be here for the weekend,

but I'll stay for the auditions.

[heavy metal music playing]

Why don't you just hire David?

[Brandon] I had tailed Coach Chapman to his meeting

at the Board of Education.

I caught him and Mrs. Teasley in the hallway

to find that they weren't pleased I was there.

Not yet.

[Brandon] They said

no formal decision would be made

until Monday at the earliest.

So I took my cue and started to leave.

[man] Excuse me!

Who was that guy?

He's the coach from my school.

West Beverly, I presume.

Yeah.

I'm Brandon Walsh.

Jordan Bonner, from Shaw.

So, uh, what did the coach have to say?

There won't be any formal decision made

till Monday at the earliest.

Anything else?

Well, the prime concern is to make sure it's safe

to play the game next week.

No kidding.

This is so unnecessary.

Well, two people were killed.

By a rival set from another school.

It has nothing to do with you.

Well, considering we'll sit in the same bleachers,

as those two people,

I'd say it has something to do with us.

And we're going to have 25 players down on the field.

It was an isolated incident.

You don't have anything to worry about, man.

Unless some of you are planning something.

Fortunately, we don't have much street violence there.

That doesn't stop you

from being an expert on the subject.

It's been really nice talking to you, Jordan.

They'll cancel the game. You know that, don't you?

No. What I know

is that Coach Chapman, Mrs. Teasley

and the whole damn school board

is in there on a Saturday afternoon trying to figure out

the way to make sure this thing happens.

You know, Brandon...

Brandon of Beverly Hills...

You don't know squat.

[tense music playing]

[Brandon] Less than 15 minutes later,

Coach Chapman and the others called a press conference

to announce that West Beverly was officially forfeiting

our game with Shaw.

[Andrea] So...

How's it going, Ace?

It's going.

Would you like to read what I've done?

No. This is your editorial,

just as long as it's not libelous or profane.

Oh, now you tell me.

Anyhow, how are we doing on time?

Uh...

I can have a draft to you in about 45 minutes.

That's cutting it a little close.

Not really, the computer's already programmed.

We have to lay in the text. It's quite basic.

So, you're telling me

I can cut out of here?

See you tomorrow.

Adios.

Bye, Gil.

Andrea.

I can't have this done in 45 minutes.

Brandon...

I'm doing my best.

How much time do you need?

If we don't have it done in an hour,

we'll be in deep you-know-what.

I'll have it to you in an hour, I promise.

Hey, come on, Chief.

This is what makes journalism exciting.

Okay, so the gig starts at 7:30,

and we need to have a sound check done...

How you doing, Donna?

Are we proud of this guy?

The Pigskin Prom!

Are we thrilled he's playing there?

How could you ask her to come with us?

Donna, I can explain.

Start now.

You know, Donna...

Good-bye, Steve.

That's just what I was gonna say.

Call you later.

Donna, I've known Sue Scanlon

since she was a little girl.

Well, she's not so little anymore, David.

She likes music. She likes musicians.

She's a groupie!

She's Scott's kid sister.

She asked me if she could go with the band.

What was I supposed to say?

That it wouldn't be playing

if your possessive girlfriend wasn't on the dance committee?

What are you saying, I wasn't the best?

Well... I kind of liked Grudgemaster myself. [chuckles]

Don't worry about Sue, okay?

Okay.

- [David] Okay? - Fine.

Come here.

Hi.

You done?

No, Andrea, I'm not done.

I'll never be as long as I have to hear you

keep walking up and down the hallway.

I'm, I'm sorry. I'll go.

[Brandon] Andrea.

You're wasting minutes.

Andrea, face it.

We won't make our deadline.

[Andrea] Brandon.

Hey, it's not a crisis.

The computer is programmed.

I know how to lay out the paper.

Everybody will have a copy of the Blaze

first thing tomorrow.

Hey,

I'm the co-editor of the paper.

Will you give me credit?

If you stick in swear words, I'll kill you.

Good night, Andrea.

And don't worry. I know what I'm doing.

I know.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

Good-bye.

[Brandon] No one knew

what Jordan and I had up our sleeves,

but a window of opportunity had opened.

Hey, it's me.

Yeah, I'm alone. Are you crazy?

No, nobody knows we're doing this,

but they'll all find out soon enough, won't they?

Yeah, come when you can, I'll be here.

[Brandon] Although I am editor of the Blaze,

I never realized how isolated our school is.

We can't see past our own concerns.

I guess I knew that before the game was canceled,

but it still caught me by surprise

how removed everyone was from what was really going on.

Guess who has reservations Friday night at Spago?

Ooh, very cool.

Are people still eating at Spago?

[Kelly] I'll tell you after I go with my father.

So, your father's in town?

He called.

He is coming in Friday night.

She's using that as an excuse not to come to the dance.

A dance without Kelly really isn't a dance at all.

Oh, thank you. Bye.

So does that mean if I get a note from my dad...?

No, Dylan.

I have a novel idea.

What if you just cancel the dance altogether?

Are you out of your mind?

I've got two A&R guys coming

to scope out my main man.

Don't make me nervous.

You'll do fine.

And what about everyone else?

What are they supposed to do?

We're all upset that the game was canceled,

but it doesn't mean the world has to grind to a halt.

Well, it just seems to me having a dance

in honor of the football team

without a football game is ludicrous.

Why don't they move the game here?

And risk a drive-by shooting at halftime?

I think the PTA'd be really into that.

You're making it sound like

it's our fault the game was canceled.

Yeah, man, the guys at Shaw

never agreed to play here.

I'm a sports fanatic,

people around here are more

into having a dance than a game.

What do you think?

You won't drag me into this.

I'll just stay in the neutral zone

if that's okay with you.

The neutral zone?

[Brandon] You hear a phrase sometimes

and something clicks, and you're gone.

So there I was chasing a wild idea

that just might get this game played after all,

and as I drove south through a part of town

I'd never actually seen before,

I kept thinking of Henry Thomas,

my boss at the Beverly Hills Beach Club.

[siren wails in distance]

[Brandon] I wondered

where his store was located

before it got trashed in the riots.

I wondered how it could be that I didn't know.

By the time I got to Shaw High School

and made my way past the metal detector

that had been installed since the shooting,

I was convinced

that the game would be rescheduled,

and that we'd have a chance to change the world.

Unfortunately, Jordan Bonner didn't quite see it

the same way I did.

I'm sorry, Walsh, I didn't mean

to insult you,

but you're ignorant or naive.

What is so naive about going to the School Board

with a united front,

telling them to move the game

to a neutral field away from the violence?

Switzerland, that's a neutral county.

We can play the game there.

You got answers for everything, don't you?

About this stuff...

Yeah, I do.

I came here in good faith, man,

and you just keep dissing me--

What do you want me to say?!

It was very noble of you to trek down here?

Man, you need to understand what's real.

If we play this game anywhere but here,

we might as well hand the community over to the gangs.

The truth is, until we can afford

to have everybody in this world live happily ever after,

we need to take a stand right here

where the people can see us, hear us,

and understand that we aren't afraid to be.

[Brandon] Then Jordan handed me an editorial he had written

about the last couple days, and another idea,

a better idea began to take shape.

This was Bose Hinton's locker,

One of the kids that died.

He was my friend.

Was he a gang member?

Does it matter?

No, I guess not.

What pissed me off

was that both those dudes who died were my friends.

And all I heard from you

was a football game.

It was never just the game.

I don't know,

the whole thing really got to me.

You should write a eulogy.

I didn't know your friends.

A eulogy for the game, man.

[Brandon] By the time I was leaving , we had a plan.

He had already written a eulogy for his fallen friends.

I'd write one for the game.

For a way of life.

We'd publish our pieces together in both our papers,

side by side.

I remember thinking things were falling into place

as I crossed back into Beverly Hills.

I only had one problem now, Gil and Andrea.

We can't publish this...

I don't know what to call this, it's so over the top.

That's the point, it's incendiary.

And racist?

He calls the coach a Nazi.

We'll be sued!

And why so many swear words?

Because he's angry!

What do you want us to put a warning label on it

like they do on CDs, pretend it's a rap song?

- Brandon... - Come on, Gil.

It's the best take we'll get

on the two victims!

- What if Brandon edits it? - No.

We won't edit each other,

I insisted on that.

Brandon, it's too long.

It's got to be edited.

Really, I mean, help us out here,

'cause I'm having a hard time

convincing myself that you believe

of what I'm reading.

He believes it.

So he should publish it.

You want to take a stand, write your own editorial,

but this isn't gonna fly.

Sorry, Ace.

[Gil] And whatever you write, make it great.

[Brandon] Two kids were shot to death

and the buzz continues to be:

"At least they didn't cancel the dance."

And we wonder why we can't get along.

What will we do?

Form two lines and throw rocks at each other?

Or maybe, just maybe

we can join together to form one circle.

To those who want to form the circle,

to those who want to start at the beginning,

I, Brandon Walsh, personally invite you to...

[knock at door]

Jordan?

- How are you? - Good, you?

Okay.

I got something for you.

What's this?

My editorial.

I already programmed it into the computer.

I didn't change a word.

You were going to print that?

Yeah, we made a deal.

You really are naive.

What do you mean?

It was me getting through my anger,

this is me getting through.

It's only two paragraphs.

Yeah, short, sweet, lean and clean.

"Anything quieter than a gunshot people don't hear,

and even then they don't listen for long."

It's good.

Thanks.

A lot of people are going to get to read that thanks to you.

Thanks to you, I got to redo the layout.

What do you got for the readers

of the Shaw Courier ?

Hot off the presses.

This looks very professional.

Well, we try.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What?

[Jordan] I appreciate

the invite, bro, but, uh...

We're doing a huge thing by publishing them together.

Yeah, but if we really want to shake things up,

we got to do something everybody will remember

for the rest of their lives.

I think they will, man.

Yeah, me, too.

Bren, how you doing?

"The administration didn't let us have a game,

so I, Brandon Walsh, personally invite each of you

at Shaw High School to join me Friday at the Pigskin Prom."

You had no right to do that.

Come on, it'll be good for ticket sales.

From the beginning,

you've been telling me it's trivial.

Congratulations, Brandon, you win.

- They'll cancel it now. - Brenda, will you relax?

Let's wait and see what happens.

Wait and see? Mrs. Teasley is talking to Mr. Meyers.

Brenda, I really think you're overreacting.

[Steve] Brandon!

[Donna] Brandon!

[Gil] Brandon.

[tense music playing]

I'm sorry that you feel betrayed, Andrea,

but I had to do it.

You had to lie to me and print these behind my back?

After all we've been through,

you couldn't take me in your confidence?

This isn't happening the way it was supposed to.

It would've worked out better if you had trusted me.

Hey, I said I'm sorry.

You're not really, are you?

You and I have got some repair work to do, pal.

What did you say to Mrs. Teasley?

We were struggling to meet a deadline

and a copy fell through the cracks.

But nothing fell through the cracks.

You could've told her the truth.

It would've gotten you booted out of school.

You covered up for him!

Let's try to keep this in perspective.

No, let's remember my name was on the masthead

before either one of you came.

- Come on. - Look, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna take a walk.

[door opens and closes]

Talk about some repair work.

Brandon, I wouldn't have covered for you

if I hadn't read Jordan's first editorial and realized

what a big concession you made by changing it.

I didn't change it, Jordan did.

Well, at least one of you used good judgment.

I'm sorry, Gil, but two kids

got shot watching a high school game

and nobody around here gives a damn!

We live on this sheltered island.

That's why I had to invite the Shaw kids to the dance.

I know your motives are solid,

but I'll be back in Mrs. Teasley's office

to try to talk her out of canceling the dance.

Why you?

Because I'm the faculty sponsor.

You're kidding, right?

What can I say.

I'm a sucker for girls in party shoes.

Well, Brenda's positive Mrs. T's gonna cancel it.

She probably thinks I did this to ruin her life.

Don't defend my brother, Dylan, he's a heinous traitor.

I'm not talking about him.

I'm talking about this guy, Jordan.

The thing he wrote's right on.

Well, what's it say?

Well, to paraphrase: Be nice to your brother.

What do you care if the dance is canceled?

You weren't ever going to go.

Oh, that's not true.

I'd swoop in for the last tango.

If the dance is called off,

why don't we go to Spago so I can meet Kelly's dad?

The odds of Kelly's father showing aren't that great.

He called her last weekend.

I still wouldn't bet on it.

Maybe she knows more than you do.

Why is it around here, that everyone is so certain

they know what's best for everyone else?

[boy chuckles] Hey, Walsh.

Stick to sports reporting.

That hurt, man.

It was supposed to, man.

So, is this all an elaborate ruse

to get out of going to the dance with me?

Believe me, I'm not that clever.

[Steve] Brandon.

[Brandon clears throat] It's my fan club.

I'll see you later.

For what it's worth,

I really admired what you wrote.

Thanks.

If this dance gets canceled...

And it's gonna be.

You'll find two A&R guys

willing to come to a dance.

[Donna] We sold over 400 tickets.

When will David get a chance?

Hopefully tonight.

It's not over till it's over.

[Brandon] Look...

A lot of people think I screwed up.

Can I say "screwed up"?

Mr. Meyers explained how complex

laying out the paper is with the new system.

It's not that.

I know he'll talk with you about not canceling the dance.

[professor] We went over these same issues

when we decided to cancel the game.

Our first obligation

is the safety of the students at West Beverly.

The violence at Shaw really leaves us no choice.

Mrs. Teasley, I've been to Shaw,

and I've met some of the students.

They're not different from us.

This isn't about the color of people's skin

or how much money they have, it's about gunshots.

So you're saying that if it hadn't happened,

they would be welcome here, right, Mrs. Teasley?

Correct me if I'm wrong.

Students from Shaw have never been welcome

at this school, have they?

[Brenda] Mrs. Teasley called the principal.

He said that none of them

would probably show up anyway.

And then they talked to Jordan,

the other editor,

and he said he wasn't going.

Sounds like the popular event you've got going.

At least it's going, all we're doing

is adding security guards.

Whoever said there's no more heroes

never met Brandon.

[Brenda] He's really good

at making you feel grateful

for saving something he screwed up.

Well, the only bummer

is that Sue Scanlon is back.

She was cornering David at the DJ booth

before Mrs. Teasley finished her announcement.

Donna, Sue's a good kid.

She just has some problems.

Oh.

And lucky me.

I get to worry about them.

Looking like that, don't worry about anything.

[Kelly] What do you think?

Ooh!

Bren?

Are you sure about this?

Too mature?

No. It's just...

When was the last time you saw your father?

What right do you have to judge my family?

Kelly, I didn't.

Brenda, you live in Walsh land.

You have no idea what goes on in other families.

If you don't know anything,

you should shut up.

So, uh, tell me honestly.

Well, it looks a little like...

Like what?

Like something your manager would pick out for you.

I told him that, but he wouldn't listen to me.

[Kelly] Okay, now me.

Be honest.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

So, uh, are you sure about not going to the dance?

[groans] My father's just running a little late.

But what's new, right?

[David] Right. If you change your mind...

Thanks.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

[Kelly] David?

Good luck.

[Brandon] Hey, guys, take the night off.

Gil will be looking after us tonight.

That's very reassuring, Brandon.

It was meant to be, he takes his job very seriously.

Where was he when you drove by yourself down to Shaw?

I didn't mention it to him.

That ought to tell you something.

[Cindy] Look, Brand,

we're very proud of your skills, but...

What are we supposed to do when there are gunshots

and you drive toward them?

I don't know, Mom, build a fence around Beverly Hills,

lock me in my room.

[phone rings]

I'll get that.

If you think it's safe.

Oh, honey, you look terrific!

Well, I'd better. I'm on my own tonight.

No Dylan?

I'm an independent woman,

which is why I need to borrow the car.

Oh. The keys are...

On the table by the door.

Thanks.

Who was it?

Jordan.

What's wrong?

He said a lot of kids from Shaw

are on their way to the dance.

That's because you invited them.

Yeah, but some of them have been drinking.

The mood's not pretty, Bren.

This isn't good.

We better get over there.

[David] ♪ A-mickety, Mike, check it ♪

♪ Yo, yo, here I am ♪

♪ Uh! A-mickety, mike, mike, Check it ♪

♪ Yo, I wanted, I wanted, I wanted a mike check ♪

♪ I wanted a mike, I wanted, I wanted a mike check ♪

♪ I'll bring the level up, I wanted a mike check ♪

♪ Yeah, uh! ♪

♪ I wanted a mike check ♪

I need more reverb here.

He sounds terrific!

That comes from knowing

you're part of a professional team.

I hooked him up with a band.

I thought he found them.

I was there when he called.

Yeah. He really is terrific.

[Sue whoops]

[Sue whoops]

That girl has got to go.

Yeah, she definitely is user-friendly.

Donna.

Where's Mr. Meyers?

He headed outside for some coffee.

When is he coming back?

He didn't say.

Great.

Everything's under control.

I wish, Donna.

What's going on?

What is going on?

Guess who's coming?

[Brandon] The dance hasn't started,

but you can let him in, he's with me.

Who are you?

I'm the head of the committee,

and they're both with me.

All right, go ahead.

Hi. I'm Brenda, I'm Brandon's sister.

Jordan Bonner.

Hi. I'm Donna.

- How are you? - Good.

[Brandon] They should've known

we'd get stuck with some bozos.

Maybe nobody will show.

I don't see 'em losing interest on this way.

You might want to get metal detectors.

- Metal detectors? - [Jordan] Mm-hmm.

[Donna] Oh, wow.

Where's Mr. Meyers?

If these dudes crash, I'm dead meat.

Just be glad you don't do country and western. [chuckles]

Oh, God.

Do me a favor, get her to back off.

Just so we're on the same wavelength,

people usually go into this business to get babes.

Where's your rock 'n' roll attitude?

You're pond scum.

That's it. That's the attitude.

Go for it, big guy.

Your band is hot.

We want to sound our best when the riots break out.

Don't be nervous.

Here. I'm good at this.

- Sue... - Just relax.

Sue, where's Donna?

Three's a crowd, don't you think?

It's an ego trip for you to be here with me, okay?

But I can't get out of my mind

that you're Scott's little sister.

You may think of me that way,

but that's not the way you look at me.

Sue, it's a reflex.

When the doctor hits your knee and your foot jumps.

It means nothing.

It means something.

Sue.

Your brother was my best friend, okay?

This is like incestuous or something.

You don't know what you're missing.

[boy] How many are coming?

[boy 1] It doesn't matter, we'll be ready.

I tell you this so everything will stay cool,

not so that you'll be ready.

That's why God created security guards.

I just wish he'd created more of them.

Gil!

- Gil... - [Gil] Hey, look who I found.

- Hi. - [Brandon] Hey.

What's wrong?

Just about everything.

Hi, Nat.

What do you recommend tonight?

Try the corner table.

Take this to her.

But a word to the wise,

don't compliment her on her dress.

Nat used to tell me that there were very few problems

a mega-burger couldn't solve.

He didn't even have the courtesy to call this time.

He had some woman who claimed to be his secretary call

and leave a message for me at Spago.

"Your father is very sorry,

but he'll make it up to you next time."

Some things just never change.

Last time this happened, I called Cliff Burman

and we got high in his parents' pool house for three days.

My mom didn't even know I was gone, she was so coked up.

Well, I hear Cliff's in town.

We could call him right now if you want to.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that, that was then,

and some people do change, Kelly.

I was so messed up back then.

You know, Steve was right.

Steve?

And what did Steve have to say about me?

He said that a dance without Kelly Taylor,

isn't really a dance at all.

It's just a bunch of people in a big room

kind of waving their limbs around to very loud music.

Very loud David Silver music.

So, do you want to go check it out?

[Kelly] Yeah.

All right.

Dylan...

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Nobody does.

Come on.

This feels like the happening spot.

I don't know, Kell. Something's not right.

Look, look, look, this dance is for West Beverly students.

Man, I was personally invited by Brandon Walsh, okay?

- We're gonna form a circle. - Circle, man.

- Walk away. - You're laying hands on us.

[Dylan] Gentlemen, a lady, please.

- So what is this? - What's this?

Why are they gettin' in?

They go to school here.

Get out of here, man.

- Oh, so it's like that, huh? - Hey, look.

[boy] Now see, I told you.

That guy's from my school.

Hey, guys, let them in.

Are you in charge here?

No, are you?

Hey, I'm in charge here.

Let them in.

Your call.

- That's right. - [boy laughs]

[man] Hey, one at a time!

[funk music playing]

Hey man, these guys your friends?

I don't think so.

Look around you...

Nice guy.

Loc's cool, but others...

[music stops]

Hey, hey, guys, guys, come on, give it a rest, would you?

David, let's put some music.

[rhythm and blues playing]

Why isn't anybody dancing?

I think they're paralyzed by fear.

I really wish somebody would dance.

I didn't see this coming.

No one could have, man.

Are you crazy? Anybody could have.

We've around the floor. How do we turn up the lights?

Why don't you relax?

You're making things worse.

That's enough, Brandon.

[guard] Brandon?

You invited these guys.

[crowd shouts]

[music stops]

David, keep playing.

- [music resumes] - [guard] Watch out!

[guard] Break it up.

Get him out of here.

Hey, they're ours!

He goes to West Beverly.

- Just messing around. - [boy] Like we always do.

It's been like this since we got here.

It's all right.

No, it's not all right.

What do you want?

Do you want to dance?

We have the whole dance floor to ourselves.

So, Brandon of Beverly Hills,

do you want to dance?

[chuckles] No.

Don't you know me better than that?

Look, does this mean I'm forgiven?

Maybe.

Maybe I want to torture you.

Yeah.

♪ I swiggity switch it Up, up, up ♪

♪ Because the problem of a racist nation is gone ♪

♪ Sit right back and relax While brothers kill each other ♪

- Don't touch it, you'll ruin it. - Trust me.

♪ Sit right back and relax While brothers kill each other ♪

♪ How one cannot respect another Makes me wonder ♪

♪ I use the force like a Jedi Obi-Wan can't touch me ♪

♪ My lyrics along the lines To make a positivity ♪

♪ No dissin' me Because of a position ♪

♪ Play my drums ♪

♪ Listen, they say Follow the money ♪

Oh, yeah.

♪ I'll learn... ♪

♪ They tried to suck me in And make me go crazy ♪

♪ Acting hazy I found myself Wishin' for lazy ♪

♪ Made the music And so I was respected ♪

♪ Not neglected So the money was collected ♪

♪ Loved my neighbor My neighbor loved me ♪

♪ A-jiggity, Jack-jack-jack ♪

♪ Mickity-mac, switch it up ♪

♪ I switch it up We switch it up? ♪

♪ Yeah, I switch it up Switch it up ♪

♪ Yeah, I switch it up Better switch it up ♪

♪ I switch it up, up, up ♪

♪ Made the change ♪

♪ Switch it up I switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up Yeah, I switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up I switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up I switch it up, up, up ♪

♪ Made the change Switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up Switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up I switch it up ♪

♪ Come one I switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up Switch it up ♪

♪ Switch it up I switch it up, yeah ♪

♪ Switch it up, come on... ♪

[pop ballad playing]

I told you I'd show up for the last waltz.

[Brenda] Hey.

[Dylan] Oh, yeah.

Come here.

You were great.

You are great.

Listen, that thing about Sue...

Donna, there is no thing with Sue.

Bose Hinton and Paul Browning.

My two friends who got shot,

they would've liked to be here.

They would have liked you.

You would have pissed them off.

Walsh pisses everybody off.

So who are those guys, anyway?

They're football players.

[Brandon] Those?

[Jordan] Mm-hmm.

Undefeated, untied, The Masters of the Universe.

Really?

'Cause you see, I have this theory

that if you get some guys from one team,

some guys from another team together

at we'll say a high school dance,

that sometime, somewhere, like maybe 10:00 a.m. tomorrow,

a football game will be played.

I bet you they're looking for referees.

There's no "off" on your switch, is there, Walsh?

It'll be a great game.

Nobody could have predicted this.

Jordan, my man,

anybody could have predicted this.