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Previously on 90210...

Ms. Silver, I am transferring you out of this class.

Mr. Matthews, what is this about?

You calling me a child-molesting pervert on your blog,

and almost costing me my job.

Did you see what she wrote?

She got carried away. She's a kid.

So... I'm back in your class? Yeah.

Hey, Naomi. See, that's not fair.

You know my name,

but I don't know yours.

Liam.

What if you send him a bottle

of champagne, telling him to meet you by the pool?

I just knew that I wanted to stop thinking,

so I took all my mom's sleeping pills.

Annie, tell us a story of your life.

Something really painful.

I took these sleeping pills from my mom's medicine cabinet.

ETHAN: It wasn't a story.

It's her life.

ANNIE (sobbing): I know

what I did was wrong,

and I'm ashamed of myself.

I love you, and I want to be with you.

I wanted to get something permanent to symbolize our love.

HARRY: I want to introduce you

to a student that's going to be joining your class.

You're in high school? My mom had to sign

for that bottle of champagne you sent over,

which sort of tipped her off

that I wasn't enrolled here.

Hey.

Can we talk?

Look, I'm sorry I sent the champagne to your house.

I didn't mean to get you in trouble.

I thought you lived alone.

Whatever. It doesn't matter anyway. I just...

It was a really stupid thing to do, and I'm sorry.

Can we start over?

Hi.

I'm Naomi.

(gasps)

Hi, Naomi.

(moaning)

♪ ♪

(phone ringing)

Turn off your cell phone.

Oh!

(both laughing)

Oh, I'm sorry.

Turn it off.

(both moaning)

(laughing)

(Naomi's laughter echoing)

(phone ringing)

(panting)

Hello?

MAN: Good morning, Ms. Clark.

It's 7:30.

Um, yeah, I know.

I'm-I'm up. I'm up.

I'm wide awake.

Thank you.

Bye.

(laughing)

(Dixon sighs)

(sighs)

Right shoe. Where's my left shoe?

I can't find my left shoe.

Where is it? Would you relax?

I can't relax. We just had sex in the media room.

I know. I was there. And if somebody would have walked in...

They would be jealous or impressed.

Perhaps titillated, in the case

of that pervy janitor with the lazy eye.

Well, the pervy janitor's gonna have to get his kicks elsewhere.

I'm the principal's son. I can't get caught like this.

So, media room.

Much better than under the bleachers, but not as good

as the cafeteria. Where do you want to try next?

Someplace really freaky.

I got one. Talk to me, baby.

How about a bed?

A bed? In a furniture store? No.

Oh, a tanning bed? Mm-mm.

(gasps) A bed of roses.

Huntington Gardens!

I love that idea!

Come on. Would you stop that?!

(clattering) (gasping)

(laughing)

Come on, don't do that to me.

So, um... so I have a-a hunch

that Mrs. Winters is going to give us a pop quiz today.

When-Whenever it rains,

the next day, she gives us a pop quiz.

Maybe, uh, humidity makes her vengeful, or...

Hey, can you, uh, wait up?

Your legs are longer than mine.

It's not fair.

Oh. Sorry.

Ethan, is this ever going to end?

What? This.

This-- you being mad at me, and me

apologizing over and over and over again.

You can stop apologizing. I hear you.

Then what? What is it?

I don't know.

I just feel like... I don't know.

Like I don't know you.

Because of this one thing?

Because I told Rhonda's story?

When I was watching you tell her story,

I was horrified,

but I was also impressed.

You are a very good actress, Annie.

I had no idea who you were.

And that makes me wonder who we are.

So, try to think about these poems

in terms of positive and negative space.

The positive space is the, um...

It's the words.

And the negative space is the meaning

that we impose on those words.

You know, rarely does a poem just, you know, come right out

and-and say something straightforward.

No kidding. That's the problem.

Not the problem.

It's the beauty.

You know, it's up to us to interpret poems,

to-to understand them, to make them valid.

So, please, I... yeah, I beg you,

don't let your poems down.

(school bell rings)

And not that any of you would wait

till the last minute, but, uh, just a friendly reminder.

Your poetry presentations do begin tomorrow.

I got to say, I'm loving this assignment, Matthews.

When did we lose the Mister?

Do I not command respect?

This poem that you assigned me-- I absolutely love it.

Oh, shout out to Lord Byron.

But I'll be straight with you.

I've never really liked love poems before.

You know, they're so, like, over-the-top and-and grandiose,

or sappy, or just full of crap.

You know? I'll take that as a metaphor.

I never really got them, you know?

It's, like, "My love is like a rose."

"Your eyes are like a filthy swimming pool."

I'm not familiar with that one.

Poetry was this

foreign language to me, okay?

But now, I get it.

And I don't know if it's because I actually know what love is,

or because you somehow

broke through this thick skull of mine,

but suddenly, these poems...

It's, like, they're not gibberish anymore.

Love is like a rose.

It is.

(laughs)

Ms. Silver, I do believe you're inspired.

Yeah, I also believe you could lay off the coffee a little bit.

Okay, I wanted to check with you.

I want to show a film as my presentation.

I've been working on it, and I'm fairly sure

it's going to blow your mind.

Sounds good. I take it you're familiar

with all the equipment in the media lab?

You have no idea how familiar I am with that equipment.

(soft laugh)

SINTON: What formula would you use to find the volume, hmm?

Mr. Court. So glad you've decided

to join us.

Would you like to tell us what formula you would use

to find the volume of a triangular prism?

No idea.

Okay. It's one- half times

length times width times height.

That ring a bell?

Nope.

Well, where did you leave off in your last math class?

Do you know how to figure out the area of a rectangle?

How to classify triangles?

Okay, well, it looks like

you have to play a little catch-up.

Who would like to go over past exams with Liam?

For extra credit, of course.

You?

Um... yeah.

I could really use the extra credit.

Okay.

What kind of guy drops out of high school

to work as a bartender?

I mean, what kind of guy barely speaks to you

before he throws you up against a wall and starts to...

Show you the banana in his pants?

Yeah, that was a dream.

I know that, okay?

I don't have a lot to work with.

He's a complete enigma.

Well, you know what they say.

The way to a man's heart is through math.

Hey.

What was I supposed to do?

I have to get him to forgive me.

I mean, if it was Ethan, I'd just give him pot stickers.

Those always put him in a good mood.

God, but I don't know anything about Liam.

I mean, I don't know where he stands

on the whole pot sticker spectrum.

Okay, well, putting a pin in the pot sticker issue...

did you Google him?

Um, hi. Of course I did.

He has no digital footprints.

No My Space,

no Facebook.

Well, how does he SuperPoke people?

(sighs) He's a complete mystery.

Josh in my history class says he's in a gang.

No, no, no, no, no. That doesn't seem right at all.

He's a complete loner.

And I definitely couldn't see him wearing a doo rag.

Did you hear about the cooking meth rumor?

Yeah, from Sally.

She also said she went on a date with Rob Pattinson.

Yeah, she's clearly full of it.

Hopefully, I'll find out some real information

from him today during the tutoring session.

Yeah, not this afternoon, you won't.

Your enigma is driving away.

(engine starting)

(tires squealing)

(laughing)

Hey, Spielberg, I got to get through.

(sighs)

Enjoy.

Here. Look at me. Look at me.

(squealing)

And... got it.

Now I'm dizzy.

(both laughing)

So, what was that shot for?

Okay, that's a shot

when the heroine experiences love for the first time,

you know, and her entire world just starts spinning.

That's pretty cool.

Far be it from me to toot my own horn, but...

By all means. Toot away.

(laughing)

Dixon, it's crazy.

The moment that I decided to do the poem as a film,

this whole entire concept just came to me.

Scene by scene

and shot by shot,

I knew exactly what I wanted to do, you know?

I can't wait for you to see it.

What's next?

Uh, well, I do need to refuel.

So, what can I get you?

How about...

an order of Dixon? Dressing on the side?

Hey, you and me in the storage room, right now.

I'm working. Yeah.

You work in a service industry, right?

All right, you know, I gotta go on break

in a minute, so... Okay!

You don't think this is too big for the kitchen?

No.

(grunting)

Did I ever tell you that you are the love of my life?

I think the last time was when I was carrying

a gigantic teak bookshelf up the stairs.

What can I say?

Seeing you carry heavy objects reminds me how much I love you.

(giggling) That plant

is too big for the kitchen. DEBBIE: Annie!

What are you doing home?

You're supposed to be at rehearsal. I... I quit.

What?

Why would you quit?

You know, it was such a small part.

It really wasn't worth my time.

Well, come on, what is it they say?

There are no small parts, just small actors.

Yeah, well, whoever said that got the lead.

Besides, I'm not sure that

being in the play is good for me and Ethan, so...

What do you mean?

It's not a big deal, okay?

There will be other plays.

And I just need to focus on my relationship right now.

Do something.

What do you want me to do? Tackle her and force

her to go to rehearsal? I don't know.

But she should be focusing on herself

and-and what's important to her

and not making decisions based on some boy.

I agree.

Well, then, let's do something.

Ground her or forbid her from seeing Ethan.

Honey, really?

No! Yes.

I don't, I don't know.

And don't "honey" me.

She is making a huge mistake.

And you are refusing to do anything about it.

And that plant is way too big for the kitchen.

(pounding rock music plays)

(typing)

Hey.

Geez, Matthews, you scared me.

Sorry about that.

Uh, I'm just taking off for the night.

I wanted to see how you're doing.

I-I'm great, actually.

This project has made me realize that I want to be a filmmaker.

I'm going to make movies.

Wow, that's cool.

You know, I gotta say, I like movies better than blogs.

It totally makes sense.

I... I've always been a visual person,

it's just, I'm crap at painting and drawing.

So, film is this perfect medium for me.

You know, I don't have to create the image,

I just have to capture it and then connect them.

Well, just thank me at the Oscars.

You got it.

So, look...

I know everybody gets ten minutes for their presentation,

but I can't cut it down to that.

I mean, maybe if I make some really big trims

I can get it down to 45 minutes.

What do you think?

Are you out of your mind?

Aim for ten.

All right? We have other students in the class.

You just lost your Oscar shout out.

Well, I'll survive.

(sighs)

(sighs)

Oh, good, you're awake.

Silver, what are you doing here?

Morning, baby.

I'm gonna rock your world.

Wait, uh...

Ooh, hey...

Um, what are you doing?

What do you think?

I don't know.

Wait, you wanna have sex? Here?

You're the one who wanted to do it in a bed.

Yeah, but my parents are right down the hall sleeping.

That's funny, I didn't sleep a wink.

(gasping): Oh! But I finished my movie.

And baby... it's a masterpiece.

Wow, cool.

Now, I'm ready to celebrate.

Whoa, hey, Silver.

Uh, take it easy.

My movie, it's all about love!

And you are my inspiration.

Um, well, um, let me inspire you later, cool?

Dixon, you are gonna freak out when you see my film.

I mean, of course I ran into a little glitch

'cause Matthews is insisting on the under-ten-minute thing.

But then I realized, it's gonna be wasted on a classroom anyway.

So, I'm gonna rent a theater!

A-Are you kidding?

I mean, it's a little bit expensive, but it's a huge investment

for my future and you're gonna come to the screening, right?

Um, yeah, yeah, um,

long as my parents don't find you in here.

'Cause dead people can't go to screenings, you know.

You are so cute when you're nervous.

I'm much much, much less cute if I'm dead, trust me.

That's fine, fine. I wonder if Scorsese

has such a hard time getting morning action.

(chuckling nervously): Yeah.

(Silver squealing)

It's gonna be amazing! Love you!

I love you, too.

(sighing)

Come on, come on.

You will give me coffee.

Morning, Dad.

When the machines finally wage war

against their human oppressors

do you think that they are gonna start big--

super computers, subway system,

or do you think they're gonna send out the foot soldiers?

You know, electric pencil sharpeners, digital clocks,

coffee makers.

Coffee makers?

Never mind.

Just the ravings of a caffeine-deprived Luddite.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Just... just thinking.

You know, why is it so hard to understand women?

And thus the beginnings of another classic comedy routine.

(laughing)

Sorry, Mom, no offense.

None taken. What's with the coffee maker?

I think it's busted. Women troubles?

No, no, no, no, no, uh... Silver's just very emotional.

You know, she's so over the top with things.

Well, she is a teenager.

And a woman.

What's that supposed to mean?

Have you tried plugging it in?

Aah!

See? Women may be

crazy emotional, but sometimes they are great with gadgets.

You think women are crazy emotional?

Well, come on, hon.

That thing with Annie yesterday.

You got upset with me for no good reason. It struck a nerve.

This whole idea of a young woman

giving up what she cares about for the man in her life.

I guess sometimes I just feel like

I've given up too much of my photography.

Well, I... I never wanted you to give up anything.

I know. I wanted to take a bit of a break

to help us get adjusted to California and everything.

But now I'm missing it.

Somewhere there's that elusive balance

between family and career.

And right now that balance is a little bit off.

(mutters)

Hey! (sighs)

"Went to school. Peace, D."

I think that we missed the opportunity to give

a very inspirational parental pep talk.

Hmm.

(laughing)

ETHAN: Rhonda.

Oh, hey.

Hey, look, sorry I've been sort of...

avoiding you, but I just...

wanted to sort things out in my head before I talked to you.

Okay, so you're all sorted then?

Yeah, yeah.

I have a girlfriend.

And yes, we're going through a rocky patch,

but we're trying to work it out.

Great, well, I'm thrilled for you both.

No, I still want us to be friends, though.

Well, I'm sorry, Ethan, but it's not up to you.

Being friends is not what I want.

We had a connection, and you can deny it all you want.

But it was still there.

No, I'm not denying it.

But I'm with Annie.

And that's that.

Well, I can't just pretend that I don't have feelings for you.

And that's that.

So, where does that leave us?

I guess that we're just...

not friends.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to tutor you, remember?

You ditched me yesterday.

That's 'cause I don't need a tutor.

Look, Liam,

I'm really sorry about the champagne.

I feel really bad.

It was an honest mistake.

I didn't mean to get you in trouble.

Can we just start over?

Hi, I'm Naomi.

What do you want from me... Naomi?

Nothing.

So, why are you here?

I'm here to tutor you in math.

Of course.

Of course.

Well, knock yourself out.

Great, um, so,

we'll just, uh, start with the basics; we're studying angles.

Oh, here we go.

There's different types of angles.

These two are not acute.

Not acute?

No, they, um...

Acute angles are less than 180...

Um... less than 90 degrees, I mean.

Uh, these are congruent.

Supplementary. What?

Interior angles on the same side

of the transversal are supplementary.

They need to be on opposite sides

of the transversal to be congruent.

How do you know that?

I told you.

I don't need a tutor.

Now, I would love to hear you take a whack

at obtuse angles, but I got to take off.

So, how about you get off my car?

What do you say you take me with you?

It's not your kind of scene.

I'm willing to take that risk.

Fine.

But don't say I didn't warn you.

You're in for a long ride.

(sighs)

Please un-quit the play.

We desperately, desperately need you.

I can't.

Why not?

This whole acting thing, it's messing with me.

Doesn't it feel weird

constantly putting yourself in someone else's brain?

Are you kidding?

I love it.

It takes me out of my own.

Yeah, well, I-I don't want

to forget who I am right now.

I can't.

I got to get back to being the girl

that Ethan fell in love with.

Hmm.

This is about Ethan.

Kind of.

We're having problems.

Um, something really bad happened

the night of the Valentine's dance.

Yeah, I know, I heard.

You did?

How?

Well, Navid, he kind of saw.

Navid saw?

Wait, what are you... what are you talking about?

You first.

What exactly did Navid see?

Oh, I... well, I don't even know if it's... it's true.

Navid's vision does weird things at night.

Adrianna...

He thought he saw a baby alien once,

and it turned out to be a squirrel.

Adrianna, what did he see?

He saw Ethan and Rhonda kissing in the parking lot

after the Valentine's Day dance.

I cannot believe you fooled around with my boyfriend.

Um, can we... can we go somewhere?

You are such a hypocrite, the both of you.

Going... going around talking about honesty

and how the accident changed you and all the great things

you want to do to expand your horizons.

Little did I know that expanding your horizons

was actually code for becoming a lying, cheating whore.

Okay, look, I am not that kind of girl.

(laughs) I thought you guys

were over.

Well, guess what, we're not.

Yeah, I know.

Ethan explained that things

have been kind of rocky between you two.

He also said that as long

as he had a girlfriend

that nothing was gonna happen between us.

(sighs) Great.

So, you're just lying around, ready to pounce?

No, of course not.

I totally get why you're mad,

but this isn't a conversation to have with me.

It's a conversation you need to have with your boyfriend.

(scoffs)

ANNIE: It's me.

I heard about you and your Valentine.

I'm so angry, I can't even find words.

Except I can.

Yeah, a couple.

Like "liar" and "cheater."

Great work tonight, you especially.

Excellent. Ms. Casey?

Yeah. Hi, um...

so, look, I-I made a mistake in quitting the play.

I don't even know what I was thinking.

Well, I do, but I think differently now,

and I would really like to play Charmian again.

Is it too late?

I'm sorry, Annie.

Uh...

Cammy Zuggler is... is now playing Charmian.

Maybe next semester.

(sighs)

Are you okay?

She wouldn't let me back in the play.

No, I meant about the Ethan stuff.

I'm really sorry.

Why?

You didn't kiss Rhonda.

Yo, Annie. Juno.

A bunch of us are going to go hang at Griffith Park.

You want in? Negatory.

I have a date with Navid.

(giggles)

Annie?

I'll go.

♪ ♪

ANNIE: Hey, it's me.

I heard about you and your Valentine.

SILVER: Hey, what's going on?

It's good to see you.

Hey, Mary, hey, Kendra.

Welcome.

Thanks. Hi, ladies.

Appreciate it-- thank you.

Where is everyone?

I put a big invite on my blog.

Well, it was kind of last minute.

Our school is full of losers.

What could they possibly have going on tonight?

Sir Matthews, welcome.

Way to get around the time limit.

Well, I didn't want to butcher the narrative.

Yeah, well...

geez, I'm excited.

Oh, I have an idea.

Um, will you do, like, a little introduction before the film?

You know, like... kind of like they do at the Arclight?

Yeah, sure, why not?

You are the best teacher ever.

So, when did you stop going to school?

Oh, me and my mom moved here in January,

so... January.

How did you do it?

She told me to enroll at West Beverly.

I didn't.

How were you gonna cover up

all the report cards and stuff like that?

My mom's not really the report card type.

So long as I'm going, she's happy.

When she found out I wasn't...

not so happy.

I don't get it.

I mean, you're obviously smart.

Why not go to school?

School bores me.

The bell rings, and the cattle move

from room to room every 45 minutes.

I'm all for learning.

Just not exactly what they want me to learn

or how they want me to learn it.

See, I'm an autodidact.

Means self-taught.

Yeah, I know what it means.

Sure.

There's a whole world of knowledge

and experience out there,

things that you don't learn at school.

That's what I'm interested in.

(sighs)

So, where are we, exactly?

A long way from Beverly Hills.

You scared?

What?

No, of course not.

Then why are you clutching your purse so tight?

This purse happens to be worth more than your car.

Yeah?

This is a V-8 engine.

360 horsepower, 500 pounds of torque on tap.

I can guarantee it's worth more

than that purse.

(car engine purring)

Naomi, I'm about to race these guys,

so your little adventure

ends here.

Drag racing.

That's what you autodidact yourself about?

Racing is physics.

And math.

And a hell of a lot of fun.

But it's also dangerous and illegal,

so I'm going to call you a cab.

What do you think?

I think...

I'd rather go for a ride.

(door opening)

Uh, hello, everybody.

Uh, I would like

to introduce the first film,

uh, from a new auteur.

The, uh, inspirational...

the enthusiastic...

the unusual Erin Silver.

(scattered chuckles)

Um, uh, it's been a pleasure

teaching her and, um...

and... and I look forward

to teaching her more in the future.

And, uh, you know, with that said, enjoy.

(scattered applause)

Can't wait to see it.

(soft piano music playing over speakers)

SILVER (over speakers): She walks in beauty,

like the night of cloudless climes

and starry skies.

And all that's best of dark and bright

meet in her aspect and her eyes.

(whispering): Hey, that's pretty cool.

Thus mellowed to that tender light,

which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

I'm in it?

Just you wait.

I love you.

One shade the more, one ray the less

had half impaired the nameless grace which waves

in every raven tress.

Or softly lightened o'er her face

where thoughts serenely sweet express.

How pure, how dear

their dwelling place.

(hard rock music playing over speakers)

GIRL: Oh, my God!

(murmuring)

You filmed us having sex?!

Are you upset?

I love you.

(moaning)

What's wrong with you?

MATTHEWS: All right, that's enough.

Let's shut it down.

Shut it down!

Dixon, stop, please!

Wait!

One lap to the pier and back.

(tires squealing)

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Faster! Faster! Faster!

Go! Go!

Go! Go!

(tires squealing)

NAOMI: Whoa!

(Naomi laughs)

♪ First thing that she knows... ♪

Oh, my God, he's gaining on us!

Floor it! Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

(laughing)

NAOMI: Whoo!

(tires screeching) Yes!

(tires screeching)

(cheering)

(laughing)

Oh, my God.

That was so fast.

That's the idea.

(sighs)

So, what's next?

Beer.

(chuckles)

Do you guys have wine spritzers?

That was a joke.

Dixon! Wait! Please!

I honestly thought that you would like my movie, okay?

You thought I would like it?

It's about our love, us connecting.

Don't you see...

What I saw was that you hid a camera

and filmed us having sex.

And then showed it to everyone.

But Dixon, it's not...

You have no boundaries!

I didn't think that I needed to have boundaries!

I thought that we were in love!

You know what, Silver?

Just stay away from me.

Just stay away from me.

No! No!

I'll destroy the movie.

I will.

Just don't be mad at me, okay?

Please do not be mad at me.

I, I am in love with you, Dixon...

Are you out of your mind?

(door slams)

♪ ♪

(indistinct chattering)

(groans)

Can I help you with that?

Uh, yeah.

Thank you. Mmm.

What do I get in return?

For slobbering all over my beer?

I'll go with nothing.

Hey, I'm Milo. (clears throat)

Naomi. Please excuse me.

Wait, where you going, Naomi?

Uh, my friend is just... Hey, Liam.

(groans) Liam!

NAOMI: Liam!

MILO: Oh, man, what's your problem?

I don't have a problem.

You do.

Let's go, Naomi.

♪ ♪

Something to help you find balance.

It's a lens.

You are an amazing photographer.

And you need to stick with it.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Good lens?

Yeah, I...

I think it's a lens for a video camera, actually.

But it's a beautiful lens.

Thank you.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Your soup is burning.

No, it's not.

(sniffing) But something is.

What the hell?

Oh, my God!

HARRY: What's going on, Dixon?

(sighs)

♪ ♪

MAX: The stars seem so far away.

ANNIE: I know.

Like little pinholes.

Can I say something?

Ms. Casey is a Nazi.

(laughing): Shush.

You, shush! She is.

Hey!

Having fun with my girlfriend?

So, I'm still your girlfriend, then?

Because Rhonda seems to think

that we're going through a rocky patch.

You know what? I'm...

Let you guys handle this.

Yeah.

What were you doing with that guy?

I was not kissing him.

I'm sorry. But I didn't kiss Rhonda.

She kissed me. I-I should have told you.

Oh, why bother being honest

when you could just spend your time giving me hell?

I've been apologizing every day, Ethan!

I've been apologizing to you in my sleep.

I-I even gave up being in the stupid play because of you.

You quit the play? Why?

Because I was trying to convince myself

that that was the problem.

I wanted that to be the problem.

Because if-if that's not it, then what is our problem?

I don't know!

Look, I don't want to keep fighting.

Me, neither.

Let's...

end this.

We're in...

in two different places.

It's-it's not your fault.

It's because we've grown apart.

And...

I did feel something with Rhonda.

Oh, my God.

You're going to go out with Rhonda.

This is not about Rhonda.

I've had girlfriends since I was 12 years old.

And I don't want a girlfriend right now.

I need to figure out

who I am...

alone.

♪ ♪

Um...

I guess you were right.

That, uh, that was not my scene.

(moans)

(tires squealing)

♪ ♪

Hey, Kelly, uh, it's Ryan.

Listen, I need you to call me back.

Uh, Silver made a film and, uh...

Yeah, I don't really want to get into it on your machine.

So just call me back.

Okay.

Silver.

(voice breaks): You didn't think I'd put it together, did you?

What?

What are you doing?

No, just stop talking!

Stop!

It was a nice try, Matthews.

You think that I'm dumb?

Well, I am not dumb!

It took me a little while, but I figured out what you were up to.

You said to me that you liked movies better than blogs.

You think you could possibly be referring

to the blog that I posted about you?

Huh? I wonder.

You never got over it, did you?

You pretended to--

you pretended to forgive me.

You even invited me back into your classroom.

All so that you could encourage me to make this movie.

This was all a set-up.

Silver... No, stop!

Drop the puppy dog face!

I'm over it!

I know that you don't want me to succeed.

All you wanted was revenge.

Listen to me.

You know that's not true.

You've managed to turn Dixon against me.

You've managed to ruin my relationship--

the one thing that I care the most about in this entire world!

Wait, wait. Dixon...?

Stay away from me!

Okay.

Do you want to know how I figured it out?

Last night in the media lab you said to me,

"Are you out of your mind?"

And then tonight,

Dixon just now said to me,

"Are you out of your mind?"

That is not a coincidence!

You got to Dixon!

You told him lies about me!

All so that you could teach me a lesson.

What kind of teacher are you?

Silver, listen...

Stop!

(glass shattering)

Okay.

What do you want from me?

I... want... you... to fix all of this!