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All you got to do is go up
to Nat, and say,

"Nat, look, I've been
coming here a long time,

"and I got to tell you,
as a friend,

you got to update
the jukebox."

This music-- it's...
it's out of a time warp.

Yeah, well, look, I don't
think it's going to work.

Of course it'll work, come on.

All you got to do is act sincere
when you talk to Nat.

He loves that stuff.

Steve.

Tell him that none of us can
relate to this music anymore.

Yeah, well, I don't think
right now would be the best time

to tell Nat about this.

Why not?

Hi, Nat.

Hi.

You really like listening

to this music?

Like I always say, if you
can remember the '60s...

I had a feeling
he was going to say that.

Mm-hmm.

Donna, I cannot go to Mammoth.

I have a lot
of reading to do.

So, you can take
along your books.

Come on, Bren. We had fun going
down the slopes in Big Bear.

You had fun.

I was on my butt
the whole time.

Wait till you try it.

And she will.
Yeah!

I said I'd probably go,
if it's not too cold.

It won't be.

And so, even if
we don't go skiing,

they have all these natural hot
springs, great restaurants.

It'll be fun.
Hey...

I'm not the one trying
to get my deposit back.

Seriously, Bren, I mean, if I can take a week

and not go surfing and go
out of town with you guys,

you cannot pull out
this late in the game.

Look, I want to go.

So go.

I can't.

What, you can't?

What do you mean you
can't? You grounded?

No, not technically,
but my parents want to know

when I'm finally going to learn
how to set limits for myself.

So, can't you tell 'em

you'll do that
right after

we get back
from spring break?

Yeah, tell them that
you need a weekend away

with your friends, and we
will straighten you out.

You want me to
talk to them? No.

I'm just going to stay here.

Hello.

Oh, hi, Donna.

Yeah, I picked up my skis.

They're waxed. I'm psyched.

How about you?

I hear ya.

Let me see what I can do.

Bye.

Who was that?

That was Donna.

She was wondering
if there's anything

she could do
to help change your mind

about Brenda
and the ski trip.

What about Brenda
and the ski trip?

You mean she's not grounded?

No.

Hi, guys.

How are you doing?

Apparently,

better than you.

Yeah, we're sorry
to hear you got grounded.

Who called?

Donna.

Look, I'm sorry.

I got backed
into a corner, I needed an excuse,

and you were the first thing
that popped into my head.

Would you like
to be grounded?

I don't care.

As long as I don't have
to go skiing again.

You know, in the time
that we've lived here,

this bench has become
completely warped.

I think

you've become
completely warped.

Brenda, just answer
me one question.

What am I
supposed to say

to all our friends
when we're riding up

on the chairlift,
and they ask me,

"What's wrong with Brenda?

How come she flaked on us?"

What am I
supposed to say?

"Oh, don't worry
about Brenda.

"Sure, she lied through her
teeth about being grounded,

but she only did it
to spare your feelings."

Well, you could tell them
that I am grounded.

Why don't you tell them that
yourself?

Brandon?

Please don't
be mad at me.

I'm going through a lot
of stuff right now.

You're always going through
some stuff, Bren,

and you're always going
to extremes.

You know what I'm saying?

Now, I don't know
about everybody else,

but I'm getting real tired
of dealing with it.

Yeah, I'm getting pretty tired
of dealing with it, too.

Have fun in Mammoth.

Good morning.

Oh, I was just
writing you a note,

but now that you're up,

you have one last chance

to come to the
swap meet with us.

Where is it again?
Pasadena.

The Rose Bowl.

You and Daddy go.

Oh, come on.

You know, all
I really want to do

is go for a bike ride,
take a bath,

try and find something good
to read.

Just try not to think too much.

Okay.

"Dear Diary, when I was ten years old,

"I made a vow never
to keep a diary.

"I mean, is there anything
more '50s and repressed

"than pouring your heart out
to some little black book

"you hide under your mattress?

"But the times
they are a-changing,

"and we all need somebody
to love.

"So, hello, Diary.

"I'm Wendy, and my New Year's
Resolution is

"not to be
so uptight-- ha, ha--

and make 1968 the best year
of my life."

"January 2. Went
to the Peach Pit last night.

"Got in a fight with Peter.

"Got in a fight
with Will.

"Got in a fight with Michelle.

"Are we starting
to see a pattern here, Diary?

The truth is, my friends
don't understand me at all."

Brenda?

We're off.

Mom, you will not believe

what I found
underneath the window seat.

We won't be late. Love you.

Bye.

"Dear Diary, I wonder
if any future historians

"will trace the fall
of Western civilization

"to the moment
my parents started watching

"the Vietnam War for dinner.

"I mean,
my family has always been

"one part Father Knows Best,
one part Twilight Zone,

"but I can't describe
what it's like

"to sit there watching
the Tet Offensive

"night after night

"while we eat our TV dinners
in total silence.

"And no one says anything
to anyone...

until there's a commercial."

The Communists have definitely

infiltrated
the antiwar movement!

"My brother Will is a little
to the right of Attila the Hun.

He always has to talk first."

And you can bet

they're dancing in the streets
in Moscow and Hanoi.

"Although I usually disagree

"with his political
pronouncements,

"I hardly ever say anything

'cause I hate it when he
and Daddy gang up on me."

If that's
what you honestly believe,

you don't know anything.

You're naive.

You live in an ivory tower.

Tell her, Dad.

She's naive.

She lives in
an ivory tower.

Children read about being with it,

and pot and pills are supposed
to be where it's at.

Mmm, the gravy on this turkey
is different, isn't it?

It's new and improved.

Groovy!
Far out! Fantastic!

It's going to take courage to tell them.

Uh-uh!

"March 31. Dear Diary,

"if any of your friends
ever want to know

"what the Generation Gap
is all about,

"just send them to my house
for 15 minutes.

"There we were
with our TV dinners

"watching LBJ
assuring all of us

"that we were winning
the war in Asia,

when all hell broke loose."

I'll get it.

I'll get it.
It's probably for me.

If that's who I think it is,
tell him to get a haircut.

Hey, what's
happening?

We're still eating.
You weren't supposed

to pick me up
until they left.

Oh. Well, time has
become an irrelevant

concept to me.
I'm sorry.

Wendy, who's out there?

Oh, it's Ho Chi Min,
Dr. Edwards.

Wendy, would you
come here, please?

Give me a second.

Yeah.

...America's future

under challenge
right here at home.

I thought
we made it perfectly clear

that Peter Brinkley
is not allowed in this house.

He's not in the house, Daddy.

He's outside by his van.

Thanks for
dinner, Mom.

Where are you going?

To the library.

Not dressed like that
you're not!

Since when did we start
letting her wear miniskirts?

I won't be home late.

That's right, you won't,

because you're not going
anywhere with that crumb bum.

Peter is a serious thinker,
Daddy.

You just don't like
his politics.

I don't like him.

He's a crumb bum.

He is not a crumb bum!

Honey, I think you might want to listen to this.

Oh, man, Rowan and
Martin are so much funnier

than The Smothers Brothers,
especially when Goldie goes,

"Sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me."

I like that part when, uh,
Sammy Davis Jr. comes out.

"Here Come Da Judge,
Here Come Da Judge."

"You know, man."
"You know, man."

Our Commander in
Chief'll resign,

and these guys'll do jokes
from a television show.

My Natale is the same.

Oh, yeah, he got two
lines in a Glen Ford movie,

and now he's too big
to work here anymore.

Well, you know, Sal,
with LBJ out of the picture,

there's going to be
a big shakeup at the Pentagon.

Who knows, we might have
this thing won by Christmas.

Ah, that'd be great.

That's a good boy, not like
the rest of these son of a...

Why don't you guys
go sit down?

I'm gonna change
the music.

They're crowded.

Oh, Maryanne Bagley from the
Alpha House just walked in.

Maryanne Bagley
is a prude. Oh,

but she's so fine.

Just go make a move.

You know what you
gotta do to score.

I do?

Oh, Seth, come on.
You read Playboy, don't ya?

We're living
in the middle

of a sexual revolution
here, big guy.

Chicks dig it almost
as much as guys do.

We just have to
help them get

in the right
frame of mind.

Go ask her what
sign she is.

What sign?

That's how Hefner
does it.

Right.

Uh, Maryanne...

Yes, Seth.

So, what's your sign?

Oh, well, this one says,
"War Is Not Healthy For Children

and Other Living Things."

And this one says,
"Vote For Bobby."

Pretty groovy,
huh?

Yeah.

Hmm.

You were collecting signatures
for Bobby Kennedy

at a Simon & Garfunkel
concert?

Yeah, we wanted him
to get on the ballot

in time
for the primary.

Why?

Well, so he can get
elected president

and end this stinking war,
that's why.

Excuse me,

I was having a conversation
with my sister.

Now what were you saying
about Bobby Kennedy?

I was saying we want him
to end this stinking war.

"You don't have to be a weatherman

to know which way
the wind blows."

Time has come for change
and something's happening.

I'll tell you what's happening.

What's happening is you're outta here.

All of you.

Nobody's gonna make a hippie
joint

out of my diner,
capisci?

You tell him,
Sallie.

Love it or
leave it.

I say we leave it.

I say we boycott.

You just violated our civil
rights, Mr. Bussichio.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you just
violated my stomach.

And to show you
I got no hard feelings, Will,

get him the record to take

so I don't gotta hear it
no more!

Capisci?

Now get outta here, all of you!

You keep your record, man,

you keep your stinkin'
jukebox.

Come on, let's go.

Will, I'm sorry.

You're not going to tell
Mom and Dad, are you?

"After that night I knew that nothing would ever be the same

"between me
and my brother again.

"Hell, after that night

nothing would be the same
for anybody again."

"Dear Diary,

"I know I promised to drop you
a note every day,

"but the last two weeks have
been insane.

"The California primary is
tomorrow.

"When the polls close a lot of
the volunteers are going down

"to Rancho Park for a private
victory celebration

"before heading over to the
Ambassador Hotel to see Bobby.

"Peter says the whole world
will be watching

"what happens in California.

"Peter has started going out
with Michelle.

"They're sleeping together.

"They're talking
about living together someday.

Is it any wonder
why I have a broken heart?"

You know, this tree has
been here longer

than the missionaries.

I mean, it was here
before Warner Bros.

I bet you if...
if we cut it open

it would tell the story
of this planet in its rings.

Uh, Peter...

This is a sycamore tree,
it's not a sequoia.

It's probably not more
than 30 years old.

Wow, you really can't trust
anything over 30.

Well, maybe we could
strip the bark

and roll it up
and smoke it.

That would be really
trippy.

I got a lighter.

Well, I have a joint.

Is that real?

Acapulco Gold.

Let's try it.

Come on, just this
once, please.

You heard the lady.

Light her up.

I don't think this is
a good idea.

I'll go talk to her.

She's probably
just worried

about getting
busted.

Hey, Wendy,
come on, I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.
It's just, you know,

if I'm near it, I'll
want to try it.

Well, it's okay, just, you know,

take one hit,
that's all I'm gonna do.

You don't even have
to inhale.

Knowing me, I'd probably
just flip out.

I'll see you at the
victory party.

You scared me.

What's wrong?

Robert Kennedy's been shot.

So, can I interest you

in a piece of pie?
Oh, please. I'm stuffed.

I couldn't put another
morsel of food in my mouth.

Well, unless of course
the baby wants some.

Hi, Bren.
Hello, Natale.

Natale?

That was your billing
in Fate Is The Hunter.

Did you know Nat was
in a Glen Ford movie? No.

What? Have you been peeking
through the archives?

Better than that.

I found this old diary
from a girl

who used to hang out here
in the 1960s.

Let me see.
Oh, who is she?

Wendy Edwards?

Her brother Will worked here
in the spring of '68.

Oh, yeah.

I remember him.

I think.

Look at these numbers: 134,

ten, 66, 72...

Hey, no fair peeking.

You have to read a diary
in sequence.

Sorry, it looks like a code
to me.

Well, all I know is

that Wendy Edwards went
to C.U.,

she grew up in my house,

and lived in my room.
Really?

That's wild.
Yeah,

I feel kind
of weird though,

like I'm invading
her privacy.

I mean, this is her
personal diary.

Well, I bet you could, uh,
track the real Wendy down

at the Registrar's Office.

Well, actually,
I was thinking

of going to the Research
Library,

looking her up in an old
yearbook or something.

Sounds like a plan.

Good.

Is that the original
jukebox?

I don't know.

♪ Holding you tight...

Which one of these guys is Sal?

Uh, the one under
the clock.

♪ When I sleep at night...

Not at all like I pictured him.

Any luck?

I'm sorry. Just
as I suspected.

We haven't transferred
the student yearbooks to microfilm yet.

You're gonna have to go
up to the sixth floor

and see what we have
in the stacks.

Thanks.

What years are you
looking for?

Um, well, she probably
would've graduated in 1969,

if she graduated at all.

I mean, didn't a lot
of kids take time off

back then to get
their heads together?

"Tune In, Turn On,
and Drop Out."

Mm-hmm.

Where were you
during those years?

Well, I was in junior
high, but, uh,

I did come here for
the big Hippie Be-In

that was going on
in the main quad.

When was that?

Uh...

March 31, 1969.

One year after Lyndon Johnson
announced his resignation.

That's right.

Here it is,

this is what Wendy Edwards
had to say

about the "Great
Hippie Be-In."

♪ It's all in my head...

"Dear Diary,

"I honestly don't think
I was cut out to be a hippie.

"I don't get high.

"I despise acid rock.

"And I don't think there is
anything

"particularly liberating
about growing hair

"under my armpits.

"Having said that,

"let me say that the Be-In was
definitely a cosmic happening.

"Especially if you were
a dog...

"...or Michelle.

"I can't help it.

"I look at her,
and I want to be her.

I want to be the one playing
the tambourine..."

Lovely.

Guys, excellent job,
ladies and gentlemen...

"...or standing next to Peter when he's out there doing

"what he can to raise
everyone's consciousness

"about the war.

"Did I say everyone?

What I should have said is
everyone but one."

You know, Will,
don't take this the wrong way,

but... I don't know, a lot
of chicks don't respond

to a guy who comes
to a Love-In dressed

in an ROTC
uniform.

He's blowing it.

Yeah, right on.

That's what I want to hear.

You know, I know
it's a rhetorical question,

but hey,
somebody had to ask it...

The real question is,

do you people believe
in the Constitution

of the United States
of America?

Oh, this man has been
brainwashed, people,

by the Military-Industrial
Complex.

Do you believe that freedom
is worth fighting for?

Worth dying for?

Listen to that, he's ready to
drop napalm on the Mekong Delta.

Forget the lies they've
been telling you

about the war in Vietnam--
it is legal, it is moral,

and it is winnable.

Do the words "My Lai Massacre"
mean anything

to you, Officer, huh?

"By the time I got up to the podium,

"Peter and Will were engaged
in mortal combat.

"They'd probably still be at it
if Michelle hadn't lost it

"right in front
of the whole damn Be-In.

"I mean, she just fell apart,

"said she couldn't handle
the bad vibes

"so Peter called it quits.

"But first he made a point

"of calling my brother
a fascist... You're a fascist!

"...who, in turn,
called Peter a traitor. You're a traitor.

"And then they glared
at each other,

and then they glared at me..."

Peace!

"...and then they went
their separate ways."

Peace!

Hell, no, we won't go!

Hell, no, we won't go!
Hell, no, we won't go!

Hell, no,
we won't go!

Hell, no, we won't go!

Hell, no, we won't go!

"Sometimes it's hard to believe
they were ever best friends."

Boy, that's powerful stuff.

Yeah, it's all like that.

Your attention, please.

The library will be closing
in five minutes.

Oh, no.
Don't worry.

I'll go up to the stacks
and pull everything you need.

It'll all be here for you

tomorrow morning.
Thanks.

That'll give me time to catch up
on my reading.

Enjoy it.
Bye.

"At this stage in my life,

"the last thing I wanted to do

"was ask my brother Will
for a favor,

"but when push comes to shove,

you gotta go with the flow."

Hey.
Hey.

How was 2001?

Mmm.

It was a real
space odyssey.

You know the part
where HAL the computer

starts flipping out?
Yeah.

Well, so did Michelle.

It was a real bummer,
so we had to leave.

She flipped out?

What was the matter?
Was she on something?

Well, um...

she took some LSD.

Well, did you take her
to the emergency room?

No, we brought her
here.

Why did you bring
her here?

Look, the only way to get her
to maintain was to promise

that she could have
a chocolate shake.

I mean, she's coming down.
She should be fine.

Where is she now?

In Peter's van.

Did she get the drugs
from that guy? No.

And what about you?
Did you do any acid tonight?

You know I don't do
psychedelics.

Well, except for that time I did
mushrooms in La Tuna Canyon.

All right, all right,
you can bring her in.

I'll stay with her.

Talk her down,
fix her some food.

Whatever it takes,
but Peter's got to wait outside.

Thanks.

"I knew my brother would volunteer

"to take care of Michelle.

"The fact is,
he always had a crush on her

but was too shy
to do anything about it."

Hey, Michelle.

"Me, on the other hand...
I wear my heart like a wheel."

Mmm, Peter...

Mmm...

Peter, we can't do this.

Oh, for sure
we can, Wendy.

You've just got to live
in the moment.

I mean, nothing could be
more beautiful or spiritual

or existentially pure

than two bodies and souls
melding into one.

Mm. Yeah, but if
Michelle hadn't OD'd,

she would've been
the one here melding.

Okay, so Michelle's
into her own trip.

But you know what?
She's... she's not

into that bourgeois
monogamy thing and neither am I.

I just want to be...
free and spontaneous.

Mmm. I want to be it
with you.

So if you can't be
with the one you love,

love the one you're with?

Oh, you know I don't
want to do anything

to bum you out,
or to hassle you,

and I don't want
to make you do anything

that you don't want to do.

I just want
to make love to you.

Mmm! Yeah, sweet love.

"Why do I get so possessive, Diary?

"Why am I so insecure?

"I couldn't let him go
all the way...

not while he's still
with Michelle."

"I lost what could have been

"the great love
of my life tonight.

I lost Peter Brinkley,
forever."

I'm surprised Brenda didn't
leave the lights on.

Yeah, she must've
left early.

Think we paid
too much for it?

No. It's a great piece.

It's, uh, unique.

Mm.
Well, maybe five percent.

Honey!

You're here.
Hey!

What's wrong?

I love Dylan.

That's why I didn't
go away with them.

Poor Wendy.

Who's Wendy?

I think
she's losing it.

♪ You are everything
I need... ♪

"Dear Diary, sometimes

"I don't recognize myself
in the mirror anymore,

"and I can't figure out
if that's bad or that's good.

"I just have to learn

"how to stop living up
to other people's expectations

and learn how to stop
being so hard on myself."

"Today was a good day, though.

"I met Maryanne and Michelle

"over at the Pit
for old times' sake.

"What a scene...

especially with Ronnie and Seth
lurking about."

Look at them over there.

Two years ago, they were
pledging the same sorority,

and now that sorority folded.

Michelle Carson's
on the pill.

How do you know
she's on the pill?

That's not important,
now, is it?

What's important here is you.

And from listening to your rap,
I can tell you...

I'm horny.

I told you Maryanne Bagley
was a prude.

I know. I know.

There's just something about
her that keeps me hanging on.

I'm gonna take her
to the Donovan concert

at the Bowl tonight.

See if I can
turn things around.

Well, then tonight is the night
for the full-court press.

Yeah, well, unfortunately,
she's not into contact sports.

Oh, yes, she is.

You just have to find out
the games people play,

and have a little faith.

Well, thank you,
Reverend Ike.

Laugh all you want;
I'm a believer.

You tell a girl something
she wants to hear,

you'll get what you want.

Yeah, well, the hard part
is figuring out

what they want to hear.

Nah, you make that up
as you go along.

The hard part is trying
to convince them

to stay in your dorm room
after curfew.

That's what's hard.

♪ You are everything I need...

♪ Yes, you are, yes, you are,
and I'm sure ♪

♪ You feel it, too...

I really loved the way
he did this in concert.

Yeah, Donovan's a genius.

You want to hear it again?

Oh, I, I'd love to, but...

Well, what about the other side?

We could hear
that one more time.

I don't know. It's...
it's getting late, isn't it?

I don't know, is it?

No, it's only 11:30.

Well, that can't be.

I mean,
the concert ended at 11:00.

Ah, yeah, you're right.

Someone must've accidentally
unplugged my clock radio.

I'll find out
what time it is.

At the sound of the tone,
the time will be...

Ah, you're not going
to believe this.

It's, uh, it's 2:15.

Oh, my God, Seth!

You got to get me
out of here; it's after hours.

Are you kidding?
Do you want to get busted?

The R.A.s are right
by the elevator.

I mean, we could get
kicked out of school.

We could get demerits.

What are we going to do?

"And what they did, of course,

"was turn out the lights
and go to sleep.

"Except they didn't go
to sleep...

"which turned out to be
a total bummer in the extreme.

"For after Maryanne gave in
and went all the way with Seth,

he never spoke to her again."

Feeling any better, honey?

Oh, a lot better,
thanks.

A hot bath was
an excellent suggestion,

very life-affirming.

Very '60s.

You mother was telling me
about the diary you found.

Oh, I cannot
put it down.

I mean, even though
it happened 25 years ago,

I can relate to
practically everything

that Wendy went through.

I bet we could relate
to some of that.

Yeah, you would.
Actually there's one

part in it that I want to
read to you. Come on in.

There's this part where
she wrote about the war

and the Student
Mobilization Committee,

and it sounds a lot
like the way

that your father
was with you.

Mm. Lot of cursing, huh?

Well, Wendy's brother kicked
in the television set.

Here it is.

"Dear Diary: In Asia,
the Vietnamese people are

"supposedly fighting for
the right of self-determination.

"At my house, in the flats
of Beverly Hills,

I am fighting
for the right to exist."

I'm sorry, this is just
more of that same old

left-wing rhetoric that's
tearing this country apart.

See, you ask him a question,
all you get is a lecture.

For Pete's sake, Will,
answer your sister,

so I can eat
my chicken tetrazzini

in peace for a change.

I forgot what the question was.

The question is: Did you need
my permission when you decided

to join
the Officer Training Corps?

That's not the point.

Yes or no?

No.
So why do I need

your permission to go to a
peaceful rally?

Because it's not going to be
a peaceful rally.

That's not true, Will.

Dad, this is just another
way for Peter Brinkley

and the SDS to try to shut
down the university.

Not true.

It's going
to backfire.

You'll see. It's going to become
a violent demonstration.

The rally is being sponsored by
the American Friends Committee,

the Newman Center,
and the Academic Senate.

That is hardly the vanguard
of the New American Revolution.

All right,
the real question is:

Are you going to come and watch
my graduation?

How can I possibly do that?

It's easy.

You don't go to your damn
demonstration.

You go with Mom and Dad
to the base and you clap for me

when I get
my commission. Will...

And not because you support
the war,

but because I'm your brother.

You know, we can't even parade
around the campus

because of your rally.

You know how that makes me feel?

Will... I...

I-I was watching
that program.

Do you see what you've
done to this family?

"In hindsight, I can't help but wonder

"if Peter and some
of the other student leaders

"hadn't used the rally
as a pretext

"to take over
the Administration building

"and see themselves
on the evening news.

"But, in all fairness,
there was

"a real sense of community
on the campus that night,

"and a sense that our voices
would be heard,

"and our policy demands
would be accepted,

"and the fate of the world
would be forever changed

because of it."

Wait a minute!

What happened
to all my soldiers?

What happened
to their draft cards?

Beats me, Uncle Sam.

"But as time wore on,

"I became overwhelmed with
an impending sense of dread

"that the only thing that was
going to happen that night

was that most of us were going
to get our heads bashed in."

Wendy! We've been looking
all over for you.

We don't want
to get arrested.

Me neither,
but I have to go find Peter.

Okay, we'll be
in the quad.

Are you holding?
What?

Do you have
any grass? No.

Just keep your bandannas wet.

It's going to be all right,
okay?

Don't freak out on me now.
I don't want to get arrested, Peter.

You won't. That's not what's
going on here, all right?

Peter! Look out!

"I was charged with trespassing
and resisting arrest.

"Fortunately,
the charges against me

"and most of the other students,
including Peter, were dropped.

"Unfortunately, my brother
and his unit shipped out

"to Da Nang that morning,

and I never got the chance
to say good-bye."

Wow.

Yeah.

That's what
it was like.

Mom, Dad...

Peace.

Good night, honey.

Night.

Night.

Good morning.

Good morning.
Hey, there.

You look like you got
a good night's sleep.

Yeah, I did.

I dreamt I went
to Disneyland

with Judy Collins
and Joan Baez,

and we wound up singing folk
songs on the Matterhorn.

Whoa.

It sounds like this diary
is really getting to you.

Well, I might as well
be Wendy Edwards.

I mean, think
about it.

We had the same room,

we both got arrested and
got the charges dropped...

Thank God.

...and we both let
ourselves get hung up

on guys with sideburns.

But you have a much better relationship with

your brother
than she did.

Well, actually,
they ended up making amends.

He wrote her this incredible
letter from Vietnam.

Here, let me read it to you.

"Dear Wendy...
Thanks for the tapes.

"You don't know how much it means to hear from you...

"...especially since we weren't on such good terms when I left.

"I've got to confess
I wasn't really prepared

"for how disorienting
everything is over here.

"Morale is pretty low,

"and even I'm counting the days
till we can get over to Bangkok

for some R&R."

Over here!

"But until then,
we've got a job to do,

"so there's no use
in complaining.

"Besides, I'm not sure
anybody's listening anymore.

"I love you.

"I miss you.

Will."

I'm sorry, I
didn't mean

to get your guys' day started
the wrong way.

No, no, no, no, it just brings
back a lot of memories.

Yeah.

Makes me kind of want
to turn back the clock

and start over
again.

Yeah, it makes me want
to find the real Wendy Edwards.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

I was expecting you.

Did you find her
in the yearbook?

Well, it's so
disorganized up there,

I was lucky to
find the elevator.

You're kidding.

Never fear.

I have a friend who
works at the Alumni House

and she gave me the last
known address for her.

I can't believe
I'm going to meet Wendy.

So tell me, what's the first
thing you're going to ask her?

What do the numbers
134, ten, 66,

and 72 mean?

What?
Look.

This is her last entry--
July 18, 1969--

and then
there's these numbers.

I mean, they just come
out of nowhere.

Well, you know what
happened July 18, 1969?

Yeah, I do.

Did you order pizza?

One pepperoni
and one mushroom.

With what kind of crust?

For God's
sake, Pippa,

there's a man
walking on the moon

and you're talking
about pizza.

There's money in my purse.

...uh, like powdered charcoal...

Peter.

Long time, no see.

How you been?

How have you been?

It's been kind
of intense.

Yeah, I was worried
about you.

Wendy, who's out there?

It's Neil Armstrong,
Dr. Edwards.

Wendy!

You know, you are always
getting me in hot water.

Well, I just wanted to
come and say good-bye.

You're leaving?

Yeah, I'm gonna drive
across the country.

Far out.

By yourself?

No, with Michelle.

Before we broke up,
we made this pact

that we'd go to this rock
festival back east, so...

we're still
going to go.

You're going to Woodstock?

I got plenty of room in
the van if you want to go.

I don't think Michelle
would appreciate that.

Yeah, I don't even think
Michelle would notice.

What, is she
always tripping?

Yeah, she's pretty
out there... lately.

After the concert,

she wants to backpack
around Europe or something

and go live in a commune
in the Greek Isles.

And what are you going to do?

I'm not coming
back either.

I was thinking
maybe Canada.

To live?

If I stay here, they're
going to draft me, for sure.

Would you come
with me, Wendy?

Please.

So what did she do?

She wrote down these numbers.

Well, when you find
out what they mean,

will you let me know?

I promise.

Say hi to Wendy for me.

Bye.

♪ When you tell me

♪ You want to stay with me
forever ♪

♪ I believe in my heart

♪ And anywhere you want
to take me ♪

♪ I will follow

♪ It doesn't matter how far

♪ 'Cause, baby,
you and I are dreamers ♪

♪ No matter
how hard things could be... ♪

Wendy?

♪ We're touching
the heavens ♪

Yes?

♪ Your love shines over me...

I think I have something
that belongs to you.

Oh...

My...

You know, we got pretty whacked
by the quake out here,

but looking at this
after all these years,

God... it's a real jolt,
too, let me tell you.

I always assumed my
mother threw it away.

Now, I'd be too embarrassed
to show it to her.

Is that Pippa?

Yeah,

and that's my son Brian,
his girlfriend Michelle.

Michelle?

Isn't that ironic?

Hmm.

What happened to her?

She burned
out early.

Died of a heroin overdose in...

'71, I think it was.

Do you have a photograph of her?

Let me see if I can
find my old yearbook.

That's Michelle?

She was very pretty, wasn't she?

I thought
she was a blonde.

No... no.

Oh, Maryanne
was a blonde.

That's Maryanne?

With Seth
and Ronnie.

No way.

Yeah, that's them.

Well, in my imagination
they looked a lot different.

Are you guys still close?

At this point, I
think it's fair to say

we've all
lost touch.

Even with Peter?

Uh... I see his credit
on the TV sometimes,

but that's it.

What does he do?

He's a writer.

What about your brother?

How's Will?

Will...

Will never made it home.

Uh, do you have any brothers
and sisters, Brenda?

A brother.

Are you close?

I would like
to think we are.

Keep working
at it.

Times change,
people change.

It's so damn easy to
take things for granted.

So, when things settle down
next week,

I'll give you a call?

Definitely.

I'll give you a tour
of the old homestead,

buy you a burger,
or something.

I'd like that.

Oh, you know what?

I-I almost forgot.

In your last entry you had a
bunch of numbers written down.

134,

ten, 66?

Yeah, what were those?

Those are the numbers

of the roads we took
to get to Woodstock.

You went to Woodstock?

Yeah.

Cool.

You take care
of yourself, Brenda.

You, too.

You know,

when I told you you
could borrow my car,

I didn't think you'd actually
take me up on it.

What are you doing here?

We're all here.

'Cause you know, it was raining.

There wasn't much snow.

Yep, and it is sunny and
80 degrees in Palm Springs.

So, my grandparents said "Come on down!"

And that means
you, too, if you want to come.

Far out.

Far out?

What's this?
You rented the movie Woodstock?

Yeah.
Both parts?

What are you doing calling your sister Woodstock?

That would make you
Snoopy, wouldn't it?

Let's check it out.