All language subtitles for Highway to Heaven S05E05 The Reunion.eng

[opening theme playing]

[Mark]
"An insurance opportunity
for your golden years.

An exclusive offer
for Mark Gordon
or current resident."

That makes you feel wanted,
doesn't it?

According to this,
I might have won
a million dollars.

Brother.

What have we got here?

-I don't believe it.
-Don't tell me you won.

No, no, no. Get this.

My high school class
is having their reunion.

Thirty-five years.

Where does the time go?

It does have
a way of flying by.

Oh, those were great days,
Jonathan.

Did I ever tell you
I was starting left end
on our football team?

I played both ways,
not like these guys today.

A real iron man, huh?

You know what
the funny thing was,

I wasn't even going out
for football.

Coach got me in the hallway
one day and he said,
"Hey, Stick."

Stick?

That was my nickname then,
I was tall and thin.

He said, "Hey, Stick,

I wanna see you out
for the football team
this afternoon."

Ended up playing
three years of varsity.

Made all-league second team.

I'm impressed.

It would've been great
to see the old gang again.

What do you mean,
"Would've been"?
Aren't you going?

You said we had an assignment.

Yeah, we do.

It's your class reunion,
Stick.

Hey.

So we've just gotta
find the people,

the reunion committee
couldn't find

and get them to go,
is that it?

Yeah, that's about it.

I'm gonna see
all my old friends again.

This is gonna be
the best assignment
we ever had.

Our first stop
is Marjorie Anderson.

Marjorie Anderson.
Boy, I remember her.

She was really something.

First runner-up
in the state beauty contest,

our senior year.

Who else we got?

There's a Warren Sherman.

Warren Sherman.
Warren Sherman.

Don't remember him.

You can't know
everybody in your class.

We've got Irving Heindorf.

Irving Heindorf.
You know who he is.

-I know?
-Yeah.

He's Trevor Steele,
the big movie star.

You gotta be kidding.

-You went to school with him?
-Yeah.

That was before
he changed his name.

Can you imagine
the Pirates of Tortuga

starring the dashing
Irving Heindorf?

Wonder why they couldn't
find him.

Movie stars don't usually
give out their home addresses,
you know.

Think we're gonna be able
to track him down?

We'll give it a shot.

Here we go.

I'm Jonathan Smith,
this is Mark Gordon.

We wonder if we can see
Mr. Bergstrom for a minute.

He's on the phone right now.
May I be of help?

Well, it's sort of personal.

I'm also Mrs. Bergstrom.

Well, it isn't anything
we can't ask you,
Mrs. Bergstrom.

We understand that your
husband is Trevor Steele's
public-relations man.

For over 20 years.

Bob Gregory at the Tribune
said he never received
those pictures he asked for.

I sent them by messenger
yesterday.

Well, send him another set
and see that that messenger
gets canned.

-Mr. Bergstrom?
-Yeah?

I realized we caught you
at kind of a bad time.

In my business,
there's never a good time.

What can I do for you?

We're trying to get in touch
with Trevor Steele.

He and I are old classmates.

We're having our 35th reunion.
Thought maybe he'd wanna come.

Reunion, huh?

Well, I'm...
Mr. Steele's awfully busy.

I'm sure he is,
but it's on a weekend.
He just might enjoy it.

I'm sorry, fellas.

I doubt very much
if he can fit it
into his schedule.

Well, if you ever see him,
could you tell him anyway?

-Just in case?
-Just in case what?

Irving!

Irving. Well, it's
Mark Gordon.

Mark Gordon.

I don't believe...

-Mark Gordon?
-Yeah.

What's with the whiskers?
I almost didn't recognize you.

Well, underneath them
it's still the same old me.

I mean, you look great.
How do you do it?

Well, clean living,
lots of sleep,

working out at the gym
every morning.

You look great too.

I don't know.
I think my body went bad.

-Hit it.
-What?

Go ahead, just like
the old days. Hit it.

Oh, no, no.

What's the matter?
You used to be a tough guy.
Come on. Come on, hit it!

Well, all right.

Is this guy in shape or what?

I still do a hundred
sit-ups every day.

Will you excuse me
for a second, please?

Pete, can I talk to you
in the office?

Trev, you didn't have
to do that.

How did I know he'd hit me
that hard?

You told him to.

All right, I told him,
I told him.

What's he doing here anyway?

Your old school is having
a 35th-year reunion
or something.

I told him
you couldn't make it.

You know that's the trouble
with you, Pete.

You're always anxious
to say no.

Trev, just last week
you told me,

no more personal appearances
unless you get paid.

This is different.

I could get some good press
out of this bash.

You know,
you've lost the old pizzazz.

In the old days,

you would've jumped at a
chance to get publicity
like this.

But... Trevor,
if you really wanna go, fine.

Hey.

Hey, wait a minute.

Just a minute,
are you down on me

because I haven't paid you
for a month or two?

-Six.
-All right, six.
Is that the problem?

Come on, Trev,
you know me better than that.

Well, what is it?

Just one of those days.
That's all.

Well, snap out of it.

This is perfect.

Trevor Steele comes home.
The news media will eat it up.

What do you say?

I'll try my best.

All right.

Mark, I'm gonna have
to juggle things,
but I'm going.

That's great, that's great!
The old gang won't believe it.

I know, that's why I told Pete

to let them shoot around me
for a few days.

I owe it to the gang.

Call MacGruder,
tell him about
the 5:00 deposition.

And cancel my lunch
appointment for tomorrow.

I'm gonna be in court all day.
Let me see those messages.

[sighs]

Tell him I'll call him back.

Call back, call back.

Uh, tell him yes.

Yeah.

My mother. Tell her
I'll call her back tonight.

I'll be back in an hour.

-Oh, sorry.
-No, sorry, my fault.

Mark?

-Mark Gordon?
-I'm sorry.

-Well, you are Mark Gordon?
-Yeah.

Warren. Warren Sherman.
We went to high school
together.

Of course, Warren.
How are you?

Great! What are you
doing here?

Actually, he was looking
for you.

This is my friend,
Jonathan Smith.

-How you doing?
-Jonathan, how are you?

-Good.
-Jeez, you know, hey,

do you know how long
it has been?
Thirty-five years.

That's what we're here
to tell you.

Our class
is having the 35th reunion.

You're kidding.
That's great!

Look, I've got a quick meeting
to go to.

Then we could yak a little.
How's your schedule?

We got time.

Well, that's great.
Follow me, come on.

You know, this meeting
won't take any more than
half an hour.

You know, Mark,
it is really good
to see you again!

But that was nothing.

You remember that time
in Miss Knudson's class?

Wait, I don't think
Jonathan's interested--

No, wait a minute.
I am interested.

-Go ahead, what happened?
-Listen to this, Jonathan.

Miss Knudson,
was our drama teacher,

and she was very emotional,
very high-strung.

And Jack...

-Jack Crowley rigs...
You remember Jack Crowley?
-Oh, yeah.

He rigs it so that
she has to be out
of the classroom.

And then Mark runs
downstairs; We're on the
second floor,right?

And he runs outside

and lays on the ground
just underneath her window.

Then Jack tells Miss Knudson
Mark fell out the window.

[laughing hysterically]

She was hysterical
until we all started laughing.

Yeah, then there was hell
to pay.

Well, that's what you get
for being such a ham.

Mmm.

Yeah, but this guy...

This guy did something
I'll never forget.

See, I was...`

I was kind of a
runt in school.

I mean, Mickey Rooney
would look like
a basketball star next to me.

And I asked Mark
if I could wear his
letterman sweater.

You know, to impress
Bonnie Harper, remember her?

Well, he loaned me his sweater
and I--

It was the only time
Bonnie Harper ever
looked at me.

Hey, it was no big thing.

Yeah. Well, it was to me.

Well, you know, it's funny

how some of the things
we do in life that seem
so unimportant

can mean so much
to somebody else.

Yeah, it's true.

Mark, Jonathan,

I cannot thank you enough
for telling me about
this reunion.

Well, then, we're gonna
see you there?

I wouldn't miss it
for anything.

"M. L. Hayden."
That's gotta be her.

Hayden?
Her last name's Anderson.

No, that's her married name.

Marjorie Louise Hayden.

Everybody thought she
was gonna marry Trevor,
you know.

Then this Hayden guy
came along.

The next thing we know,
she married him.

Do I detect a note
of bitterness in your voice?

Well, this Hayden guy
was older than her,

and he was too smooth.

I was at their wedding.

That was the last time
I saw her.

The only time
I got to kiss her.

Are you gonna call her?

I don't know. I don't know.

I never was very good
on the phone.

I'm more of a one-on-one guy.

Yeah, and besides, you sure
would like to see what
she looks like

after all these years, right?

What do you say?

Let's hit the road.

[doorbell rings]

Hi, can I help you?

Marjorie?

No, I'm Melissa.
Marjorie's my mother.

Oh, yeah, of course.

I'm Jonathan Smith,
this is Mark Gordon.

He went to school
with your mom.

She may have mentioned me.

Gee, I don't think so,
but, um, come on in.

Thank you very much.

-I'll tell my mom
that you're here.
-Okay.

Mom, there's a Mr. Smith
and a...

Mr. Gordon. Mark Gordon.

A Mark Gordon, here
to see you.

I don't think she hears me.
Excuse me.

Don't worry, Stick.
You look fine.

You've got no spinach
in your teeth.

Will you leave me alone?

Mother will be right out.

I've gotta get to work,
but, um, it was sure nice
to meet you both.

-Same here.
-Bye-bye.

-Here she comes.
-All right, take it easy,
relax.

Wait till you see her.

Mark. What a surprise.

Margie, it's really good
to see you.

Oh. It's been
a long time, Mark.

You haven't changed a bit.

Oh, sure.

-This is Jonathan Smith.
-Hi, how are you?

Mark's told me
an awful lot about you.

-Really?
-All good.

Well, please sit down.

Thank you.

Are you in town
for a visit or--?

Margie, I have got great news.

Our class is having a reunion.

The old gang's
getting together again.

Oh.

I mean, everybody's
gonna be there.

Trevor Steele... Irving.

It's on the 20th.
Boy, I hope you can make it.

I don't know.

I haven't done much
socializing since Howard
and I split up.

I'm sorry to hear that.

We'd have been married
28 years this April.

Margie, you know,
life goes on.

Yeah. I know.

It wouldn't be the same
without you there.

I'll think about it.

-You promise?
-Yes.

Well, we better be on our way.

-Don't you forget
about the 20th.
-I won't forget.

Mark, thanks for coming by.

Yeah.

-It was nice to meet you.
-Thank you.

[instrumental music playing]

Look, Sam.
It's Trevor Steele's
35th class reunion.

It's great human-interest
stuff.

Sam, I'll tell you what.
I'll give you an exclusive
on this.

I won't call
the wires or anyone.

Hey, Sam, look,
I'll level with you--

I'll level with you. I really
need your help on this.

Could you run a picture?

I'll hire the photographer.

I'll pay for it.

Yeah.

No, I understand. Thanks.

Well?

He said he'd try,
but he wouldn't make
a commitment.

You know what's happening
as well as I do.

Nobody cares
about Trevor anymore.

Then we're not doing our job,
are we?

Pete, there's a whole new
audience out there.

The kids today wanna see
Michael J. Fox and Tom Cruise.

They've never even heard
of Trevor Steele.

So, what do you want me
to tell him?

"Hey, Trev, you're a has-been.

Why don't you fade off
into the sunset
like in your Westerns?"

He should face facts.

The pressure he puts on you
isn't fair.

Honey, this man is fighting
for his professional life.

He's not just a client,
he's a friend.

We've gotta do what
we can for him.

The best thing you can do
for Trevor Steele

is to be honest with him.

Make him face reality.

Pete.

I've been thinking about
the reunion.
I've got some great ideas.

Trev, could I talk to you
for a minute?

Later. Listen to this.

We have a parade.
I'm in the lead car--

Trev, it may be a little late
to put together a parade,
you know?

Will you stop being
so negative?

You call the mayor,

you tell His Honor he's gonna
be riding with Trevor Steele.

You'll see how fast
things get done.

Carol, honey, you'd better
take some notes on
this, okay?

Okay.

Now, we get the school band
to play the theme from
Pirates of Tortuga.

Everybody loves it,
and they know it's my song.

The reunion's only
a week away.

Do you really think
the kids will have time
to learn the music?

You're underestimating
the kids today.

They're sharp. They can do it.

Now, we're gonna need
some temporary bleachers

to set up at the hotel
for the fans,
a couple of klieg lights--

Trevor, we're only talking
a class reunion.

We are talking
Trevor Steele's class reunion.

When are you gonna teach
your wife what this business
is all about, huh?

Now, you call me
when this is all put together.

Oh, you wanted
to tell me something?

No. No, I'll catch you later.

Okay.

[door closes]

The man's living in the past.

And he acts like
he's still paying you
5,000 a month.

Who's gonna pay for the stands
and the klieg lights?

-I am.
-Pete.

Carol, you forget.

That money put our son
through college.

It bought the house
we're living in.

I know, I...

I just hate to see him
walking all over you.

He's not walking all over me.

He's running scared.

He needs the roar
of the crowd.

Well, he's not gonna get much
of a roar from empty stands.

Well, then,
I've gotta try to fill them.

You can't fill them
and you know it.

Think that's too short
in the back?

No, I think it looks perfect.

This guy said he could touch
up my beard, get rid of
the grey.

Make me look a little younger,
you know?

Hmm.

Bad idea, huh? Forget that.

Look out, reunion, I'm ready.

Don't you think you ought
to consider wearing a tie?

Well, you don't think I'd go
dressed like this, do you?

I was just asking.

Wonder if I shouldn't dye
the beard.

I think you'd better
be careful of that.

If you look too young,
they might not let you in.

Oh, that's cute, Jonathan.
Cute.

Think he's right.

-Hi, Mom.
-I thought you'd be home
for dinner.

Well, I had a stop to make.

-Ta-da!
-What's this?

You wouldn't go to the
beauty parlor like I asked,

so I got you a wig.

Oh, honey.

Come on, Mom,
you're gonna look great in it.

That's sweet of you, dear.

So how's the dress look?

Well, let's zip it up.

-See what we've got.
-All right.

Oh, gosh. It's stuck.

Well, then.

-Try it now.
-Okay.

You know, maybe if we
just let it out a little bit?

Maybe I should just forget
about this whole
reunion thing.

Oh, Mom.

Come on, you know,
you really haven't been out
since the divorce.

And it'd be good
for you to go.

But I haven't seen those
people in 30 years.

They'll be like strangers now.

-Besides, the last time
they saw me--
-I know.

I know you were 108 pounds
in a strapless evening gown,

and were just crowned
queen of the senior prom.

It was a hundred years ago.

Oh, come on, Mom.
Live a little.

So you look a little
different.

At your age, it's hard
for you to understand.

Look, you told me

those were the happiest days
of your life.

So why not take a day
and relive them? Hmm?

It'll be good for you.

You can't relive the old days,
Melissa.

Besides, you know, maybe
even Trevor Steele
will be there.

It would be nice to see
my old schoolmates again.

I wonder how Trevor is
after all these years.

There's really only one way
to find out.

Yeah.

Try that zipper again.

Oh, Mom.

What do you think?

Great-looking suit, Trev.

You remember this?

I wore it
in Monte Carlo Holiday.

Cost the studio
over a thousand.

You think my tux
might be better?

Might be a bit much.

Yeah, it's gonna be nice
getting back to my
roots again,

where I grew up.

You know, I think you're
really looking forward
to this reunion.

You know what
I'm looking forward to?

This is our first junket
in six years.

You and I have been through
a lot together, Pete.

I'll buy that.

You remember that junket
to San Antonio?

You had Time, Life,

even the guy from
the New York Times flew out.

Yeah, that was
really something.

Well, that's what I want
at this reunion.

Coverage. A lot of it.

This is a chance to get
the country to think of
Trevor Steele again.

And only you can
make it happen.

[sighs] I'll do my best,
Trev, you know that.

Well, I better try this on,
see if it needs
any alteration.

Yeah, this is a new start
for me, Pete.

A second career.
I can feel it.

Can you feel it, Pete?

Yeah, I can feel it, Trev.

I can feel it. [sighs]

[instrumental music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Now I know why they
used to call them
necktie parties.

How do I look?

Debonair, distinguished.

I would say downright
handsome.

-Oh, come on--
-Mark. Mark Gordon.

-Um--
-Harriet Bell.

Oh, yeah, Harriet Bell.

I didn't recognize you
at first.

Oh, I knew it.

You think I've changed?

Well, no, no, no.

It's not you,
it's these old eyes.

Getting harder
to read name tags.

Well, how do I look?

I mean, that's why
we're all here, isn't it?

To see how we've all changed.

Well, you look very rich.

Thank God it shows.

Oh! Is, uh...

Trevor Steele, is he here?

No, not yet.

Marjorie Anderson?

No, I haven't seen
her, either.

[gasps] I can't wait
to see her.

I hear she has really aged.

Just got a divorce, you know.

Oh, Mary Jane.
I'll see you later.

Let me guess,
the class gossip?

Thirty-five years,
still going strong.

-She couldn't get a date
in high school.
-Why not?

Nobody wanted to interrupt her
while she was talking.

-How do I look?
-Great, as always.

Twenty years old,
still fits like a glove.

It's time for
the grand entrance.

You go tell the press
I'll be there in five minutes.

Yeah, but give me ten.

Ten, tops.

You Dan Scott?
I'm Pete Bergstrom.

Yes, sir, Mr. Bergstrom.

I was worried
I might have missed you.

Uh, Mr. Steele will be down
in just a minute.

-Hang on just a minute.
-Okay, sure.

Assignment desk?
Yeah, this is Pete Bergstrom.

I spoke to you earlier

about covering Trevor
Steele's school reunion.

Yeah, I understand that.

But couldn't you break
somebody loose?

I mean, this is great human498

Yeah. Yeah, I see.

Mr. Steele.

Hi, I'm Dan Scott
of The Banner.

You reporters
are getting younger every day.

-The Banner, huh?
-The Banner's our
school paper, sir.

And I'm here to do a story
on you and the reunion,
and I've got--

Hold on, Dan.
I'll be right back.

Trev, I meant to tell you
about the kid.
He showed up early.

What are you doing to me?
I ask for press coverage,

you get a kid from
the local high school paper?

Where are the TV people?
The reporters?

They should be here
any minute.

Why don't you talk to the kid?
I'll check it out.

Okay, Dan,
what do you wanna know?

All right, then, Mr. Steele.

I have here that your last
film was Honeymoon
in Miami.

Shot it in Florida.
How'd you like it?

Well, it was a little
before my time,

but my mother said
that she saw it.

Oh, hey, Frank.
Frank Shaughnessy!

Do I know you?

Yeah, Sherman. Warren Sherman.

How you doing?

Well, fine. You?

Well, I'm doing terrific.

Hey, let's grab a table here
and talk over old times.

Actually, my wife and I
already have a table.

Oh, yeah,
do you mind if I join you?

-No, not at all.
-Good, good.

Well, did you see
Elaine Sheffner?

I mean,
there is a perfect example

of a chemical peel
going too deep,

way too deep.

Oh, look who's here!

Marjorie. Marjorie Anderson,
after all these years.

Harriet. How nice to see you.

Well, you look
a little tired, dear.
Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I guess the trip here
just took a little longer
than I thought it would.

Uh-huh.

Well, how have you been?

Fine. Just fine.

I heard about your divorce.

Too bad.

Well, news travels fast.

Especially bad news.

[chuckles]

Lovely dress, dear.

Thank you.

Designer label?

Oh, no, I'm afraid
that's a little too rich
for my blood.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

Etta. Etta Patterson!

-Etta!
-Harriet!

So glad to see you.
You look wonderful!

Marjorie, I'm glad
you could make it.

Looks like Harriet Bell
swooped down on you

before you had a chance
to protect yourself.

I think she's still mad at me

for beating her out
for head cheerleader.

Some people never give up
their grudges, do they?

[all applauding]

So I finished law school,
joined Bernstein & Carpenter,

and I got lucky
and became the head honcho.

How about you, Frank?

Not that much to tell.

I got out of school,
I went into the Navy,

I got out
and I started fixing cars,
and I'm still doing it.

He also got married
along the way

and had two wonderful sons
who are now in college.

Yeah, that's right.

What about you, Warren,
any kids?

Uh, no.

Betty and I,
we couldn't have any.

Is she with you tonight?

No. I...

I lost her two years ago.

I'm sorry.

[gasps]

There's Trevor Steele.

Let's get an autograph
for Cindy.

-Oh, Doris.
-Oh, come on.

Oh, all right.

Excuse us a minute, Warren.

Yeah, sure.

[indistinct chatter]

There you go, Etta.

Thank you, Trevor.

Margie.

Hello, Trevor.

How have you been?

Fine, and you?

No complaints.

I've enjoyed
following your career.

Well, I'm sorry
I didn't keep in touch.

We had some great times
together.

You made a fine king
of the prom.

With his queen.

All the things you've done,
I'm surprised you even
remember that.

It's been so long ago.

You're really looking well.

In my business,
it's what you see that counts.

Hey, Trev, come on over.
Take some pictures
with the gang.

Excuse me for just a minute.

Hey, it's good to see you.

Etta, I've known Trevor Steele
since junior high school.

I mean, he was dying to ask me
to the senior prom.

Then little Miss Prom Queen,
Marjorie Anderson,

had the nerve to ask him.

Well, he's sorry now.

I mean, did you see her?

Tacky dress, horrible hairdo.

What a mess.

I hear he had a big crush
on her n school.

Well, I, for one, am happy
that he can see how wrong
he was.

Oh, you heard about
her divorce?

Etta, that is not
the best of it.

-He left her for
a younger woman. [laughing]
-Oh, no.

Actually, I wasn't even
gonna play football, you know.

I mean, it wasn't my game.

The coach caught me
in the hallway one day,
he said, "Hey, Stick."

My nickname was Stick,

because I was real tall
and slender in those days.

I wound up playing,

what, it was about
three years of varsity,
you know?

We had this game
with Santa Barbara.

You guys know about the game
with Santa Barbara?

[woman] How are you?

Marjorie!

Come on, Marge. Don't let
Harriett do this to you.

Why is she so vicious?

My guess is she's just
trying to cover up
for her own inadequacies.

Oh, I never should have
come here tonight.

Why? Because a couple
of unhappy women

make some sarcastic remarks?

Come on, you've gotta get
tougher than that.

I wish I could be, Jonathan.

But I'm at a time in my life
where I'm not feeling
very tough at all.

[jazz music playing]

[all cheering and applauding]

Mark, just one more dance.
Just one more dance.

No, it wouldn't be fair
to the other guys

to monopolize your dance card
like that.

Give me something cold here,
anything.

Champagne. You haven't said
what you've been doing
these days.

Oh, a little bit of this,
a little bit of that.

Like what?

Well, uh...

I kind of go from
job to job to job.

You mean, you don't have
anything steady?

Actually, Mark's got the job
for as long as he wants it.

He's really one of the
best men in the company.

Well, why didn't you say so?

Mark, you're not ashamed
of what you're doing?

Hardly. I work for one of
the greatest organizations
in the--

Would you say the world,
Jonathan?

I'd go as far as to say
the universe.

What...

I know, I know, it has
something to do with
our space program.

And that's why you're so
closed-mouthed about it.

Mark Gordon, do you think
there's a possibility

of traveling to the stars
in my lifetime?

I think that depends
on what direction you go.

Direction?

[gasps]

Oh, my God,
it's Phyllis Schaefer.

She has blond hair now.
I've got to talk to her.

Phyllis? Phyllis, wait, wait!

Phyllis, wait!

[sighs]

Put some ice in that.

I have to talk to you now.

Excuse me a second.

It's getting late.
Where are the reporters?

I don't know, Trev.
They should've been here
by now.

Maybe some big story
broke locally,
they had to cover it.

Don't snow me.

In the old days,
they would've been here early,

knocking each other over
to get to me.

Trevor?

Oh, Trevor.
Trevor, love,

why don't we get together
after this is over?

We have so much to talk about.

I've rented a suite here
at the hotel.

We could have a little drink.

Well, that's a nice idea,
Harriet,

but I'll probably
be leaving early.

Work, work, work, you know.

Well, you know what they say
about all work and no play.

Well, save the last dance
for moi.

Meet me in the room.
I want to talk to you alone.

Looks like he's giving you
a hard time.

He's a little edgy.

I guess it must be tough
for someone who was a big star

to know down deep
that their career is fading.

I wouldn't say it's fading.

[sighs]

I just wish
he wasn't so stubborn.

There's a lot of parts
he's right for.

Have you ever told him that?

I couldn't tell him that.
It would...

I just couldn't tell him that.

Well, sometimes
the truth hurts.

But later on,
when we look back,

then we realize
it was the only answer.

Pete.

You've been my publicist
for 20 years.

Twenty-one in two months.

You've done a good job for me.

No, excellent job.

Well, thanks, Trev.
You've never told me
that before.

It's kind of hard for me
to tell this to you,

but I think its time for me
to make a change.

I'm not saying
you're burned out.

It's just that you don't seem
to have the drive

you had when you were younger.

Trev, I'm sorry about
what happened tonight.

I really thought
we'd get better coverage.

You see what I'm getting?
Apologies, no results.

That's because...

Because what?

Because they don't care
about you anymore.

What are you talking about?

Trev, did you look at
those people in there tonight?

I mean, really look at them?

They're not kids anymore.

Neither am I,
but neither are you.

I think I'm in damn good shape
for someone my age.

For your age, you're great,
Trev, just great.

But you're not
Sir Lancelot anymore.

You're King Arthur.

You're still handsome,
still virile.

So maybe you don't
get the girl anymore.

Look, Trev.

I don't mean to hurt you.

Just leave me alone, Pete.

-Trev--
-Leave me alone.

[melancholy music playing]

[[band plays "Love Me Tender"]

What's the matter, buddy?

This is not the way
I expected it to be.

-Maybe you expected too much.
-Yeah.

I mean, look at us, all of us.

Everybody trying
to outimpress each other.

Me exaggerating what I did
in football.

I mean, it's like what I
really did wasn't good
enough.

[sighs] It wasn't like this,
Jonathan.

It's too bad that people
are afraid to just
be themselves.

Yeah.

Warren?

Bonnie.

You're the first person here
to recognize me tonight.

How have you been?

I'm fine. How about you?

Well, I'm fine, just fine.

So, uh, fill me in.

Well, I'm not married,
but I have 22 kids.

What? What?

I'm a kindergarten teacher.

I've been doing it
for 25 years.

You know, I never will forget
that time at school

when you borrowed
that Letterman's sweater

just to impress me.
[chuckles]

Never asked me out though.

You mean,
you would have come with me?

Oh, of course.

I almost asked you,
except I couldn't get up
the nerve.

I...

I couldn't get up
the nerve either.

Look, are you
with anybody tonight?

No.

You?

No.

Well...

Well, do you think
you could get up the nerve

to ask me to dance?

[both laughing]

Sure.

-Where's Trevor?
-He's in his room.

I was honest with him.

I'm glad to hear it.

Have you seen Marjorie?

Yeah, she's up in her room.

Well, we've gotta get her
down here quick. I...

I just talked to the band

and we want the prom king
and the prom queen

to lead the last dance,
just like they did
at the senior prom.

Oh, by the way, keep an eye
out for Trevor for me,
will you?

-All right.
-Okay.

I guess there's no chance
of their coming back
down, huh?

No, I think there's probably
a very good chance.

You know something
you're not telling me?

You're getting to know me
too well, buddy.

Oh. Yeah, well.

It's okay.

It was a little shocking
for me at first too.

-Trevor, I--
-Irving.

Irving Heindorf.

That's who I should've been
a long time ago.

And that's who I'm gonna be
from now on.

Marge,

would you like to dance
the last dance with me?

I'd love to.

[band plays fanfare]

Attention,
ladies and gentlemen.
They're here.

Now, everybody form a line.

And now,
to dance our last dance,

our prom queen and king,
Marjorie Anderson
and Trevor Steele.

[cheer and applause]

Where's Trevor's hair?

I don't know.

[cheering continues]

[whistling]

[music playing]

Come on, guys,
let's everybody dance.

We've already let
35 years go by.

Let's don't waste any more.

Come on!

Hmm?

Mmm...

[theme music playing]