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zDr. Coniff,
Emergency Room One, stat.

Dr. Coniff, Emergency Room One,
stat.

There were hundreds
of babies born

in Los Angeles County
two days ago.

Black babies, white babies,
big babies and small babies.

But only one baby so special
that she'll go through life

with the name...

Damn it, lady,
get out of there!

The nurse ruined
my shot again.

I gotta do it one more time.

David, visiting hours
were over an hour ago.

Mel and Jackie
are bringing it home

first thing tomorrow morning.

It's not like you're not gonna
get another chance

to see it pooping and drooling

for the rest of its life.

Don't worry, Erin,

she's jealous
'cause you're gorgeous.

I didn't say you
weren't gorgeous.

The truth is, at this point,

they can just tell it's a girl

because of her pink blanket.

I got news for you, Kel.

That's not the only way.

You are so disgusting.

See you at home, kiddo.

Welcome to the world.

She's ungrateful,

she's deceitful,

she's irrational.

She is a manipulative little
girl,

who is spoiled
rotten to the core.

I can't listen to this anymore.

Honey, I don't blame you.

If anything, I blame myself.

All those years, she was daddy's
"little bunnyfish".

Whatever Brenda wanted,
Brenda got.

Kisses and hugs.

No questions asked.

No wonder she has no
respect for parental authority.

She's out of control!
Out of control!

No, Jim, she is in
perfect control,

and she's been ever since

you went to war
with Dylan McKay.

Are you forgetting
how many times

she's blatantly lied
to us in the last six weeks?

Of course not, but

stomping around the house

threatening to use
"the full extent of the law",

won't bring our family back
together.

I just can't sit back
and do nothing,

knowing that she shacked up
with that guy.

Honey,

I know how you feel.

What do you propose
we do about it?

Lock her in a chastity belt,
keep her in her room

until we're ready to be
grandparents?

For starters.

Oh, I haven't slept in two days.

Look,

why don't we just hold out
for another day or two

and see what happens?

And if that doesn't work?

Then we wring her neck.

I'm going out.

What?

Could you turn off
the vacuum cleaner?

I can't hear you.
Let me turn it off.

Sorry. What were you saying?

Bren, I appreciate you cleaning
up around here, I really do, but

Could you wait until I'm gone?

Sure.
Are you going to the beach?

Yeah, maybe.

When will you be back?

Tonight.
Don't, don't worry about it.

I'm not worried. I don't know
if you want me to fix dinner.

It's hard to think about dinner

when you haven't had
breakfast yet.

Sorry. Do I fix something
for you?

Some eggs? Toast, cereal?

Bren, I'm not hungry,

okay?

Hey, I'm sorry.

Even on good days,
I can be a bear in the morning.

But I do love you,
you know that.

You'd better not be saying that
just to make me feel better.

I'll be back tonight.

Oh, um.

We urgently need
of some laundry detergent.

Can you pick some up
at the market

on your way back, please?

No problem.

While you're at the store,

get something for dinner.

Fish, chicken...
whatever you want.

Doesn't matter.

I'll be here. Have a nice day.

They stuck you with a
temperamental lounge chair?

I thought
The Beverly Hills Beach Club

could afford one that works.

No, that'd be too easy.

This puppy's worthless,
but if you go over there,

I think you'll find
what I truly believe

is the best spot.

Really? Why is it so good?

Well, great breeze
off the ocean,

rays all day, and...

it's right next to
where I'm sitting.

I'm Steve Sanders.

Hi, Steve. I'm Rorie.

Yes, you are.

This is so weird.

It's like nostalgia.

This is our very last

farewell-Beach-Club-burger.

What're you talking about?

We leave in three days.

I have so much packing to do.

You haven't packed yet?

Maybe I shouldn't be going.

Are you getting cold feet again?

Kelly, I don't
even speak French.

- Take a dictionary. No big deal.
- I gotta agree.

Studying in Paris for six weeks
is a trescool concept.

I know.
I'm going to miss you so much.

Excuse me.

Are Brenda and her parents
speaking again?

Hardly. Why?

Hello, Mrs. Walsh.

Congratulations.

Oh, thank you.

What's it like having
a baby in the house?

- Great.
- It's pretty cool.

We'll let her stay for a while.

How's your mom doing?

Well, she's tired.

But, you know
what it's like having kids.

Yes, in fact, I do.

Uh, listen,

have any of you seen Brandon?

No.

Excuse me, they said somebody
got locked out of their cabana?

I think I'll die of
embarrassment now.

Oh, the shame of it.

Can you ever forgive me?

It'll be tough, but...

I think I can rise
to the occasion.

Steve, want to hear
a poem I just wrote?

- Do I have a choice?
- Nope.

Here it is.

"Don't look now,
The summer has begun.

The babes have landed,
And guess who just landed one?"

All right!

Stud mania out of control.

Guess who else met a girl today?

You?

- Earthquake material.
- Must be contagious.

Ah! I hope not.
I'm going out with her tonight.

You work fast.

I've got to.
She'll be in L.A. for a week.

Mine, too.
She'll go back to Florida.

Visiting her Aunt Betty
in Brentwood.

Is that the girl you asked out?

Yeah.

- Me, too.
- No!

- Yes!
- Steve, now settle.

Brandon, I met her first.

Steve, it's customary in America

for women to have a say over

who they go out with,
isn it not?

Fine. She's yours.

- You go out with her.
- What's your problem?

I'm not competing
with you over a girl.

I know what she'll say.
I've been there.

- She'll say...
- How you doing?

See you in a couple of hours.

Twins?!

Could this be?

Twins.

You jerk.

What can I say, man,
other than...

"Wanna double date?"

Yeah!

At the camp
we come up with

"hip" nicknames.
And we got Maya Papaya,

Briana Banana,
and Heather The Feather.

So what's your "hip" nickname?

Andrea Schmandria.

Lovely.
So what would mine be like,

Landon Brandon?

"Walsh Rarebit."

Ooh, et tu, Brute?

Oh, yes, et tu. Ciao-ciao.

- 'Night, chief.
- Bye.

Mom.

Oh, fancy meeting you here.

Yeah, guess I just don't think

of you and Dad as
members yet, sorry.

That's okay, neither do we.

When's Dad finally going to show

his ugly mug down here?

Not until we find a way

to break this impasse
with Brenda.

Have you heard from her?

No.

That's because
she doesn't want me to get stuck

- in the middle.
- I understand.

I just wonder how she'd react
if you did get

in touch with her.
On your own, of course.

- I'm curious what she'd say.
- I don't know, Mom.

Want me to call her
and find out?

Or you could go over there
to see how she's doing.

If you want.

And put myself right back
in the middle of it?

I'm not asking you
to spy on her, Brandon.

But something's got to give.

Mom, you know
your tan sports sack,

the one you travel with?

I'm familiar with it.

Can Donna use it for the summer?

Why not? I'm not going anywhere.

It's all set.

I'll bring it by tomorrow.

Donna, stop worrying.

Everything will be okay.

I love you, too.

Good-bye.

Geez, talk about Miss Jitters.

Is she scared of flying?

Scared of packing.

Oh, my God, you're nursing.

Well, we're trying.

That's... so maternal instinct.

That's me.

I'm mama.

Mama.

And this is Kelly.

Can you say Kelly?

By the time she gets
back from Paris,

you'll be such a big girl,
she won't know you.

Yes, you will.

Do you want to hold her?

- Is it okay?
- Sure.

She won't bite.
She doesn't have teeth.

Just be sure and hold
her head up for support.

- Okay.
- Are you ready?

Yeah.

You got it. There you go.

- There you go.
- Hey, there, munchkin.

Oh, she smells like toast.

Right out of the oven.

Hi, baby.

I'm your sister.

Can you say Kelly?

Can you?

You want half this burrito?
It's really good.

I'm fine, thank you.

You sure?

I'm not really into frozen lard

and hydrogenated bean oil.

Did you or did you not
tell me I could get

anything I wanted?

I also said we needed to do
a load of laundry.

If you were desperate ,
why didn't you go to the store?

In what car, Dylan?
You were gone all day!

- You should've walked!
- I would've walked, but

- you said you were going.
- I went!

But you forgot to get
what we needed!

- Look...
- Listen...

Hi, guys.

Did I come at a bad time?

- No, not at all.
- Yeah, come on in.

Thanks.

I was just on my way
to the store.

I got to get some detergent.

But I'll be back.

Are you hungry?

Yeah, what do you got?

There's a killer bean burrito

in the freezer in there.

Cool.

Later, chief.

Long time, no see.

How you doing?

Couldn't be better.

She's looking me
in the eye,

saying how great all is,

and I can tell she's lying.

But when I press her on it,

she gets up
and washes the dishes.

You say she and Dylan
are fighting?

Not while I was there,

but the vibes weren't so hot.

How do you know?

Maintaining your neutrality.

Let me put it to you this way.

Dylan's sleeping
by himself on the couch.

Thank God for small favors.

Did she ask how
we are doing?

Uh, no, not really.

She said something about
digging in her heels,

but I think if you
held out an olive branch

she might come around.

And do what, forgive us

for the terrible things
we haven't done?

Come on,
from what you're saying,

to convince Brenda
to come around

will take a court injunction,

or a miracle worker.

Hi, Mom.

Kelly...

what are you doing?

Well, Erin started crying,

so I thought
I should change her diaper.

Honey, that was
very sweet of you.

I'm sorry she woke you up.

No, she didn't wake me.

I wasn't sleeping.

What've you been doing
for the last six hours?

Watching her.

But when I was rocking her
and she looked up at me...

I started thinking,

this is the miracle of life.

I'm holding the perfect
essence of the universe

- right here in my arms.
- It is getting too philosophical

- for 4:30 in the morning.
- No, just hear me out,

what really blows me away...

Look at her.

She looks exactly like me.

Yes, she does.

And that's because
she's my sister,

and you're my mom.

This is my family...

and I'm a major part of it

for the very first time
in my life,

and I don't want to miss
any part of that.

And that's why...

I'm not going away
for the summer.

What are you saying?

I've already been to Europe
three times.

I don't need to be sent away
to find myself.

What I need to do is...

stay here.

where I belong.

Huh?

You think so, too, don't you?

Bonjour, travelers.

Oh, Donna...

Donna, what's wrong?

Her mom's making her
go to Paris.

Can we come in?

Stop crying.

I'm not blaming, Kelly...

I wish she would've blown off
the trip

while I could've gotten
the deposit back.

It's not like I
did it on purpose.

I know. It's great
that you're bonding

with this new life force,

Are you saying this has nothing
to do with Jake?

No.

I'm trying to put him
out of my head.

I can't spend a whole summer
in Paris by myself.

You'll meet people,

you'll make friends.

You'll be in Paris!

La ville de la lumiere.

La ville des jolies poules.

It's easy for you to say,
you speak French.

Un petit peu.

- I speak nothing.
- Donna, it's okay.

It's an immersion program.
You'll be parlez-vous-ing soon.

- Are you gonna help me pack?
- I promised you I would.

You also promised to be
my roommate for the summer.

Donna, I'm sorry.

How could I have known
that I would be so connected

by the sensation of finally
being part of a real family,

you know?

So... what are you doing
after tomorrow?

Right, I'll be a stowaway
in your suitcase.

Come on, it would be so much fun

to be with you in Paris.

But as I'm not talking
to my parents,

it'd be hard to ask them
for the money.

Plus you'd have to leave Dylan.

What about me?
I'm leaving David.

Oh, this is different.

Brenda and Dylan
are living together.

They're making a statement.

A beautiful statement.

How's it going?

It couldn't be better.

I'm telling you,
she's making me crazy.

- I got that last night.
- You don't know the half of it.

Honestly, I don't want to know
the half of it.

I don't want to know any of it.

One thing is if you're putting
down my old man, but...

When it comes to my sister,
I'd still want to hear it.

Don't get me wrong, man.
I love your sister,

but was she always so
into ironing everything?

Only when she gets depressed.

Oh, that's terrific.

You could always just ship
her home.

I can't. There's
a major principle involved here.

And what principle
is that, Dylan?

Misery loves company?

Hi, Mom.

Brenda.

Kelly said you were
at the Club yesterday

asking about me.
So I wanted to stop in

and assure you
I'm alive and well,

and despite our recent
fallout with you guys,

that... everything's great.

I'm very happy
about my decision.

Which decision is that?

- To be with Dylan in the open.
- Ahh.

In fact, I'm happier
than I've been in a long time,

probably my whole life.

Well...

um, I'm glad you're happy.

I am.

I'm glad.

It's not always easy, though.

Wha-What's not easy?

You know, life,
day-to-day routine.

You know,
the place looks the same.

Feels different. Guess that's
because I'm not here anymore.

You're here now.

I can't stay, Mom,
not under his rules.

Not until he can show me
a little respect.

Respect is something you earn,
Brenda.

Uh, before I forget,
I got a couple of cassettes

on how to speak French
for Kelly and Donna.

Oh, just Donna.

Kelly decided to stay
with Jackie and Erin for summer.

Really?

Can you believe it?

I'm sure the
baby is cute and all,

but if it were me, I'd give
anything to study in Paris.

Well, I hope you know
what you're doing with Dylan.

Uh, just lock the door
when you leave.

Wh-Where are you going?

The Beach Club. Have a nice day.

Brandon. Hey, man, just
in time to grab your own wheels.

- The girls aren't here yet.
- Yeah.

Um, there's a little proposition
I'd like to float by you

before they get here.

Why do I have a feeling
I'm not gonna like this?

- You'll love it.
- Convincing them

is gonna be the tricky part.

Go on. Okay.

Today we do everything
like we planned.

I'm with Rorie,
you're with Claire,

we hang out,
we go to the movies.

But tomorrow,

we pull the old switcheroo.

I'll be with Claire,
and you be with Rorie.

- How does that grab you?
- I don't know, Steve.

Brandon, come on, this is
pure Fantasy Islandtime.

Two for the price of one.

That way, if one of them
turns out to be a dud,

neither one of us has to suffer.

Wait a second, didn't you go out
with Rorie last night.

Yeah.

What, was it a total disaster?

Oh, no, no, no.
She's a great girl.

She's tons of fun.

Uh-huh. But...?

But we spent most of the evening
in the emergency room at Cedars.

She thought she had
food poisoning.

They didn't pump her stomach,

but what a way
to get acquainted.

Who the hell goes to
a crab house and orders squid?

You know?

Brandon,
you shouldn't be laughing.

It wouldn't be funny
if it happened to you.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I can't help it.

You know what,
you got a real mean streak.

You know that, don't you?

I'm sorry.

So, how's the patient?

She's more embarrassed
than anything else.

She'll be fine.

She need to lie down
for a while.

I'll lie down with her

if it makes her feel better.

I bet you would.

- Listen, are you hungry?
- Starving.

Order me something yummy.
I'll meet you on the deck.

That's cool.

You are a lucky guy, Walsh.

You meet a girl, and immediately
you get Karma for life.

I meet a beautiful
damsel in distress,

and it turns out I'm
the one in distress.

Steve, Rorie's cool,
she's having a bad run of luck.

- The sun was too much for her.
- Want to trade?

Don't be a jerk, all right?

We're gonna go out tonight,

we're gonna have a great time.

You'll see--
everything'll be fine.

She was here?

She was here you didn't lock
her in the basement?

- We don't have a basement, Jim.
- We should get one.

Look, I felt the same way you do

until it dawned on me
why she came over here.

She came here to raid
our refrigerator,

bring clothes
back to Dylan's house.

She was looking for a way
to make peace, Jim.

How can you say that?

Did she apologize?

Did she express any concern
for our feelings ?

Did she do anything other than

insult you and announce that

she'll never live in this
house under our rules again?

Fine.

if all you want to do
is escalate the battle,

then, call your lawyer friend

and go on the attack.

But if you have any interest

in regaining love and loyalty
of the only daughter

we're having in this lifetime,

then I strongly suggest
that you sit down

and listen to what
I have to say.

I'm listening.

Hallelujah.

Was I supposed to bring dinner?

I don't know. Were you?

Who cares, right?

I care.

Yeah, you do.

Do I have to go to the market?

Dylan, I just want you
to hold me.

Oh, baby.

What are we doing?

I don't know.

But whatever we're doing,
Bren, we gotta stop.

We gotta stop pretending
that we're married

or we're going to get a divorce.

I saw my mother today.

Where?

My house.

Then she had to go and
I was there all by myself,

so I went upstairs and
sat in my father's chair.

For the first time,
I starting thinking

that maybe my family
would've been better off

if we had stayed in Minnesota.

And then I started
thinking about you.

Hmm, Brenda, just,
just one thing.

You're feeling better,
aren't you?

You slept it off
most of the day.

The swelling's down.

You haven't eaten
shellfish in 24 hours.

I don't know, I honestly think

we may've turned a corner here.

What? What's wrong?

I'm having an attack
of sinusitis.

What's up? How are you doing?

Those people over there,

they like to flip
their pancakes

with a glass water.

He is fun.

...you probably heard a lot
about him.

This is a funny story
I trust you've called 911

and told the police that
someone'd stole his cocaine

Hey!

What's wrong?

It's from the trustees
of the Estate of Dylan McKay.

It's a summons to appear in
your father's office tomorrow.

12:00.

What for?

He's going after my money.

He's informed the bank

he's considering
freezing my accounts.

What does that mean?

That means he's playing
for keeps.

Brandon, what's fair is fair.

What's stupid and insulting
is stupid and insulting.

Okay, now we all know
who got the stupid one.

Steve, if you want
to go out with Claire,

just call her up and ask her.

I don't care.
I won't make a stink

about a girl who's going back
to Florida in days.

Don't make me go out with Rorie

because you got a
fantasy with twins.

What if Rorie wants
to go out with you?

I guarantee you something,

if you call Rorie and tell her

you want to pull a switcheroo,

her and her sister,
will be so insulted,

neither of them will talk to us
again.

Do you want to bet?

6:30 going once...

6:30 going twice...

Sold to the cute girl
from Ft. Lauderdale.

Steve, get off the phone.

Right, so I'll see you then.

And please tell Rorie
I'm glad she's feeling better.

You never know,
she and Brandon may hit it off.

Steve.

I'll see you around 6:30.

Bye, babe.

Refresh my memory.

Did we have a wager
on this deal?

How'd you know they'd go for it?

Even when you were with Claire,

I sensed there was some
chemistry between us.

I would've said something,
but I didn't want to get into

a competitive thing with you
over some girl.

Oh, no. Not you, Steve.

6:30.

Mind if I join you?

Go ahead.

Donna, when are you going to
Europe?

- Day after tomorrow.
- Are you all packed?

- Oh, my God!
- What did I say?

You have to come with me.
That's all there is to it.

I'd get on that plane
if I could,

but if I can graduate early,
I've got to go to summer school,

get my math and science
requirements out of the way.

I feel for you, Donna.

I can't believe Kelly's
gonna shine on Europe

just to stay home
and moon over a baby.

She's really flipped out.

No, she hasn't.

I mean, Paris is Paris,

but you have to admit,
it's an awfully cute baby.

Yeah, my mom's breastfeeding.

It's hard to do all the feedings

without getting
sleep deprivation,

so I give her her bottle
on the 4:00 shift.

4:00 in the morning?

Yeah, but it's worth it.

I spend a lot of time alone
with the baby.

You have to meet her.

She is so alert,

so precious.

- I could just eat her up.
- Well, I can't wait.

- I've got to get off.
- Call me later.

I will.

Well, here goes nothing.

No, here goes a lot.

Dylan, you going to
my father's office

to stand up for what's right,

means a lot to me.

Brenda, your father
is my trustee.

He sent me a summons.

It's not like I have a choice.

But if you did have a choice,

I know you'd be there for me.

I've noticed

in the trust that you are
co-habitating

with a minor.

And you are aware
that she's under 18.

All right.

As the officer sworn
to protect and maintain

the integrity of your estate,

it's my obligation not to accept
any conduct on your part

which puts the estate at risk...

and by harboring a minor,

you are technically
committing statutory rape.

I knew it.

Therefore, according to
the terms of the trust,

I am left with no choice
but to impound

any and all assets of the trust

until you cease and desist
in engaging in any activity

which is not in the best
interest of the trust.

Come on, man, you got
a lot of other options

instead of going after me.

You choose not to acknowledge
them.

It is not my fault

you can't talk to your daughter.

You're right.

It's not your fault.

It's your problem.

What was I supposed to do?

She showed up on my doorstep.

I didn't want her to move in.

I knew it was a mistake.

I knew it'd make you crazy.

And the fact is, my place
just isn't all that big.

Things are getting
cramped over there, Dylan?

Yeah, yeah, they are.

All right.

Here's the deal.

Brenda's going to be
offered the chance

to study in Paris this summer.

If you don't stand in her way,

but instead help Cindy and me
to convince her

that it's in her best interest
to go.

Well...

everyone's problem
might just go away.

That's blackmail.

We choose to think of it as...

"creative parenting."

Steve.

Get dressed.
The girls'll be here any minute.

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

As a self-respecting twin,

I can't go through with this.

It's a little late

for that now.

Look, why don't you
go out with Claire

and have a good time.

I'll break it with Rorie.

Whatever.

I just never figured you
for a PG-13 kind of guy.

Rorie.

Uh, Brandon's over there.

Hi, Rorie.

Hi, Brandon.

Listen, this is going
to sound absurd but...

You're not Rorie.

Shh...!

Someone's got to
teach him a lesson.

Well, we can go to dinner now

or we could go upstairs
to my mom's cabana

and watch the sunset.

It's a killer view.

What do you say, Claire?

Let's go for it, big boy.

Hey.

Why didn't you call?
I've been climbing the walls.

After the meeting, I just
got in the car and drove.

It was that bad, huh?

Actually, no.

I just needed some time

to sort a few things out.

You know your red dress?

Yeah.

Put it on.

We're going out?

Yes, dinner at
your parent's house.

In half an hour.

No way. Not with the way
my father's been treating us.

- Brenda.
- Dylan, no.

The way he's been hassling you
about your estate,

I don't want to go over there
ever again.

No, Bren, that is not that.

Wait till you taste
my patented mucho marvelous

- mango margaritas.
- If you're gonna be drinking,

I won't be driving with you.

In that case, we'll just
have to stay here all night.

Oh, that ought to be
interesting.

I've wanted to do that
since I first saw you.

Didn't you say
the same thing to Rorie

the night at the crab house?

No, no, Rorie and I
had nothing going on.

She's a good sport...

She's boring.

You think so?

Yeah.

She's not nearly as hot
or sexy as you are.

Let's do it.

Let's go for it.

Come on, Claire.

I'm not Claire,
you dumb guy, I'm Rorie.

What?

You are such a slimy seal,

you couldn't even
tell the difference.

Good timing! Just took the fish
off the grill.

I'm not hungry.

Why don't you come in anyway?

Fine. As long as you both

understand I'm here just
because Dylan asked me.

It's nice to see you, too,
sweetie.

Brenda, can I speak to you
for a moment, please?

Look, I know you're angry,

but please try not to say
something

you're going to regret later?

Fine.
I won't say anything at all.

Sauce is delicious, dear.

Thank you.

It's a pink bearnaise.

It's made with tomatoes
and peppers and zucchini.

Sounds very original.

Well, it's from my authentic
April in Paris cookbook.

You ought to give it to Donna.

Or to you.

What?

Do you have the envelope?

This is a round-trip ticket
to Paris.

Look. Has your name on it.

And I understand there's a lycee
on the Rue Des Jardins

that's holding a space for you.

Under the name of Kelly Taylor.

You're actually sending me
to Paris?

Well, it gives us
a breathing space,

and a way to start all over
again when you get back.

And a clever way
to keep me from Dylan.

Brenda...

That's what this is all about.

A bribe.

A way to buy my love.

God! This is so Beverly Hills!

I can't believe
I'm here with you!

Bren...

Have any other suggestions?

Brenda,
you got to calm down.

I'll be fine as soon as
I get out of this house.

No. Listen to me.
You're not thinking clearly.

If I'm not, Dylan,
it's because of them.

Look, they are manipulative.

They are arrogant.
They are mean.

Well, yeah,
They're your parents.

But, Bren,
they're not perfect, okay?

So who is?

Listen to you.

I'm being realistic here, okay?

What if your father's motives
are bogus and heavy-handed?

What if he's trying to set
our agenda for us again?

We are talking about a chance
to see Paris.

Okay? I've been there.
You haven't.

I think you're making a mistake
if you let this opportunity

to see that part of the world
slip by

because your father pushes hard,

and doesn't know when to let go.
Do you get what I mean?

Look, Brenda.

It's obvious that you are as
frustrated and angry with us

as we are with you.

But you should know
that sending you to Paris

was my brilliant idea,
not your father's.

In fact, he predicted
you'd see it as a ploy

to keep you and Dylan apart.

Are you telling me the thought
never crossed your mind?

Look, maybe it did. But,

I don't want to see
you make the same mistake I did.

Oh, come on, mom.

When you lived together
before you got married,

you managed to survive.

I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about...

Look...

When I was in college,

I was going to spend my junior
year at the Sorbonne in Paris.

And then I met your father,

And?

I decided to stay in Minnesota.

Well, everyone thought
I was a complete fool,

but I insisted I knew exactly
what I was doing.

I'd have plenty of time
to travel after I graduated.

And, of course...

Twenty years later,

I've never been to Paris
or London

or anywhere, really.

Except Beverly Hills.

So are you saying I could still
go to Paris

if I wanted to?

Well, it's probably easier
to send you to Paris

than to lock you up
in the basement

for the rest of the summer.

Especially when we don't have
a basement.

Look, honey,
whether you go or not,

we're going to get through this.
We will.

So you just...

Let us know what you want to do.

Why are things always
so complicated?

I don't know. Seems pretty
simple to me, really.

You just get on a plane,
and have the time of your life.

What about us?

Us?

Well, if our relationship
can't stand six weeks

without seeing each other,

maybe your father's right.

We don't belong together.

Dylan.

Jim.

I understand my daughter's going
to be on a plane tomorrow.

You got what you wanted.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

With Brenda,
you learn to distinguish

between what you want
and what you get.

You can say that again.

In any event,
I think having her go to Paris

might just be the best thing
for all of us.

I think it's the best thing
for Brenda.

That's why I went along, and
didn't mention the chat

in your office today.

I appreciate that.

In the future,
I'd appreciate it,

regardless of what happens
with me and Brenda,

or you and Brenda,
if you want something from me,

you don't have to put a gun at
my head.

Just ask me .

Okay.

See you around.

Take care of yourself, son.

So Brenda lies to my parents,
throws temper tantrums,

runs away to Dylan's house,

and what is her punishment?

She gets to go spend
the summer in Paris.

What's wrong here?

It's a strange world, Brandon,

and it's getting stranger
every day.

Maybe I should get drunk

and crash my car again.

Better yet, get some hookers

and have an orgy
in front of Jim and Cindy.

Make sure they're not twins.

Rorie laid it on pretty thick?

Yeah.

I'd say it ranked
as one of the top ten

most humiliating moments
in my life.

Then I wonder why I'm lonely.

Well, buddy, I guarantee you,

by the end of summer,
we'll find you a woman

if it's the last thing.

Hi, guys.

Oh, hey, Andrea.

Listen. My parents are having
a little bon voyage party

for Brenda as she's going to
Paris for the summer,

Lucky girl! Say good-bye
to her for me, okay?

Jay! I'm sorry. I got to go.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Hey. . Hi.

Hard to believe Andrea's still
going out with Jay Thurman.

He's the former editor
of The Blaze ,you know.

I know who he is, Steve. Thanks.

You know what we'll do
after we find you a girl?

What?

We got to find me one, too.

Obviously, these past few
weeks have been very rocky.

Frankly, life's too short to be
fighting with you all the time.

I know.

You're going to be a senior next
year.

You're going to college.

You have your whole life
ahead of you.

It's no fun going through life

without the love and support
of your parents.

Believe me, I know
what that feels like.

When you're in Paris
this summer,

I would hope that you'll
think long and hard

about the relationship
you want to have

with me and...

your mother and your brother.

I'll stop talking,
or you'll miss the plane.

Thanks, Daddy.

For sending me,

for giving me another chance.

I'll write you every day,

I'll call you
every Sunday morning.

or Sunday night,
depends on the rates change.

Call me anytime. I'll be here.

- Safe trip.
- Okay. Bye.

You do lead a charmed life.
You know that.

Take care of them
for me, will you?

You take care of yourself.

Bye, Brandon.

Have fun, okay?

I can't believe this
is really happening.

Me either.

I got to start doing
my own laundry again.

I'll miss you, too, Dylan.

Go on.

Just don't fall in love
over there, okay?

That goes for you, too.

Oh, God!

- Are you sad?
- No.

Petrified.

I hate flying.

Just think, Kel.
You could've been on that van.

Yep.

I bet Jake's glad
you're staying.

I don't know.
We might get together sometime.

Oh, Kelly.

Hey, I might even
get together with you.

Really? I might just
hold you to that.