All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S01E14 - East Side Story (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track3_[eng]

(WHISPERING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hey, Bren.
What you doing?

Homework.

Do you have any idea
what's going on downstairs?

Yeah.
Mom and Dad are throwing
a party for Chick Schneider.

Who's Chick Schneider?

CS Schneider?
CS Pacific?

He's like the king kahuna
of beach fashion.

He makes all those
great wipe-out pants
that Dylan always wears.

Oh, right.

So, he's, like,
Dad's new client,

and he wants to give us
loads of freebies
at the party.

That's great,
but what does that have
to do with Anna?

Well,
I think Mom's gonna let Anna
cater the party.

I don't think so.
I think she's being fired.

JIM: Brandon, Brenda,

could you come down here
for a minute?

I want you to
meet Anna's cousin,
Richard Rodriguez.

Brandon, Brenda,
finally I get
a chance to meet you.

Anna's been telling us
how terrific you both are.

Well, we think she's
pretty terrific, too.

Isn't that right, Mom?

Oh, absolutely.

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

Um...

I'm not sure I know
where to begin.

Oh, here, let me try,
Mrs. Walsh.

Your parents are
being very kind.

Anna has a niece
that attends one of the
local high schools here

that's been having some...

Well, some trouble.

Yes, Carla's very smart.
She's a straight-A student,

but with the gangs and drugs,
it's-- it's terrible.

And it's depriving her
of the opportunity

to get the kind of education
that she deserves.

So, your mother and I want
to let Carla use our address

to enroll in West Beverly.

You'd do that?

Not normally, no,

but under the circumstances,
I think it can be justified.

Fine with me.

If you don't have
a problem with it,

I don't have
a problem with it.

Then it's all settled.

(SIGHS)
Thank you.

You know, uh,
we can show her around,
if you want.

Well, you can try,
but Carla doesn't like

to attract a lot of
attention to herself.

I understand.

♪ I know that I exaggerate

♪ All the little things

♪ I know I overanalyze

SECRETARY:
Good morning,
MC Hammer's office.

Hi, how are you?

Uh, is he in for David Silver?

For who?

David Silver,
broadcasting live and direct

from the tree-lined campus
of West Beverly High.

Beverly High?

West Beverly High.

Does Mr. Hammer
know who you are?

Not yet,

but he will
once you put
the call through.

(PHONE CLICKS)

Hello?

DAVID: Hello?

I'm sorry,
but David Silver
is out there.

It's too bad. He used to
be such a sweet
little freshman geek.

Steve's favorite mascot.

(SCOFFING)

♪ Instead of
complicating things
that ain't confusing ♪

So, I can get you
a bunch of wipe-out pants

in all different colors.

But you have to
be looking at me
when I talk to you. Dylan!

Huh?

ANDREA: Are you telling me
the fax machine
went down again?

The fax machine
went down again.

This school is falling apart
right before my very eyes.

Can I help you?

This isn't
the new building,
is it?

No, you have to go back out
through the quad

and past the science labs.

Which way is that?

Uh, it's through
the double doors.

I'm going that way.
I'll show you.

Great, and stick me
with your typos?

What typos?

You totally forgot
the "a" in recreational,

and you failed
to capitalize "Sacramento."

Well,
that's because Sacramento
doesn't deserve a capital.

Hey, cheap shot.

I was born
in Sacramento.

We'll try not to
hold that against you.

Uh, hi,
I'm Andrea Zuckerman.

I'm the editor
of the school paper.

Hi, I'm Carla Montez.
I'm...

Carla!
I'm Brandon Walsh.

You know,
Jim and Cindy Walsh.

Hello, Brandon.

So, Anna's your aunt?

More like
a friend of the family.

Well, she's the best.

She's always so cheerful.

My mom really loves her.
We all do.

That's why there was never
any question of us

doing whatever we can
to help you out.

That's very kind.

Hey, listen,
Brenda and I know
what it's like

starting at this school
from scratch,

and we can
introduce you to people

or answer any
questions you have,
or whatever.

Thanks.

So, what are you taking?

French, tech
and American literature.

You're in
practically every one
of my classes.

Is that good or bad?

I think that's good.

I think that's very good.

Listen,
just one word of caution,

don't be too put off
if the kids here

are a little more competitive
than you're used to.

I'll keep that in mind.

(READING IN FRENCH)

CARLA:
Putting aside the music
of My Fair Lady for a second,

when I read Pygmalion,

I couldn't help but think
that Shaw was
a total misogynist.

With fiber optics,
you can't depend
on an internal light source

unless you can differentiate
between the filters.

Anna said you were smart,
but she didn't mention
you were a genius.

Oh, come on.
I just like to participate
in class discussions.

You mean dominate them.

Hey, all I want to do
is get into

a good college
like everybody else.

Well, something tells me
you won't have

any problem
getting a scholarship.

So, what are you saying?
A Hispanic can't
get into a top college

without some kind of
special assistance?

I didn't say that.

No, not in so many words,

but when you bring up
a minority scholarship
out of the blue,

it's pretty obvious
what kind of stereotypes
you're carrying around.

W-Wait a second.
Who said anything
about a minority scholarship?

I was talking
about financial aid,

something
practically everyone can use,

including me.

So, excuse me
if I didn't realize

you were
independently wealthy.

Brandon...
You know,
I've gone out of my way

to make this place
a little less strange,
and you bite my head off.

If you want to be alone,
why don't you just say so?

It's not that.

Well, then,
what's going on here, Carla?

It's just very complicated.

Well,
I'd love to hear
all about it someday,

but the fact is
I gotta be at work
in 20 minutes.

You work?

Yeah, I work,

or doesn't that fit
whatever Beverly Hills
stereotype

you're carrying
around these days?

Touche.

Ole.

So, where do you work,
muchacho?

This is Kelly. That's Donna.
The guy back there is Steve,

and this is
my sister Brenda.

BRENDA: Hi. Nice to meet you.

Oh, and this
handsome devil is Nat.

Mr. Beverly Hills
chichi himself.

The same.

He might be ugly,
but he serves great pie.

It's from
an old family recipe,
right out of the box.

(LAUGHING)

So,
she's related to your maid?

I'll tell you later.

Brenda,
are you sure
we can have

anything in this catalog
that we want?

Yeah, just tell me the color,
the size, and it's yours.

KELLY: Wow.
God, these baggies
are so trendoid.

(KELLY CHUCKLES)

Hey, Brenda,
you think Carla can
place an order, too?

Sure, if you like
Chick Schneider's stuff.

I love Chick Schneider.

Who's Chick Schneider?

Oh, cute stuff.
I'll take one of each.

Oh! Our kind of girl.

I like this.

(GIRLS GIGGLING)

(GIRLS CHATTERING)

She's into you, Brandon.

Listen to me,
I can feel it.

DONNA: Yeah.

Yeah,
just slightly bright.

Here you go.

Compliments of the house.
Thanks.

Enjoy it.

I plan to.

So, is this part of town
considered East LA?

Well, it's not Rodeo Drive.

Where are they coming from?

Work.

Where?

Anywhere.

The trucks come
in the morning.
That's when it's the worst,

seeing 10 of them
chasing the trucks
down the street,

all for hard labor
and very cheap pay.

But who would
just pick people up
off the street?

How do you think
all those pools

and tennis courts in
Beverly Hills get built?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING
IN SPANISH)

This is
where Anna lives?

What did you expect?
A deluxe condo?

Are you this defensive
with everyone,

or do I just bring out
the best in you?

You and your friends
have so much
that you take for granted.

You can't appreciate it.

Can't appreciate what?

The language lab.
The media center.

The safe, clean classrooms
that you have.

Wait a second.
Those are your
classrooms now, too,

and with your brains,
you'll be able

to do whatever you want
with your life.

Yeah, I'd like to
believe that, too,

but then I go
into the Peach Pit

and I see those guys
in the kitchen

looking at me
like I'm a traitor...
Whoa, whoa.

...for being
on the wrong side
of the counter.

Who are you talking about?

Manuel and Pepe?

I don't know their names.

The busboys,
the two guys in
the little hats.

Yes!

'Cause they're not like that.

If they were looking at you
it's because
you're a pretty girl,

not because
you're Hispanic.

And I gotta say,
and I hope you don't
take this the wrong way,

but I think a lot of this
is in your head,
because I don't see it.

You're very perceptive,
Brandon, and very sweet,

but my life is so
complicated right now.

So, what can we do
to simplify it?

I can't decide
if you're for real

or just a real
smooth operator.

I guess you'll just
have to find that out,
won't you?

Thanks for the ride.

I'll see you
in school tomorrow.

Definitely.

Sorry I'm late.

You better be careful, girl.

That's all I have to say.

BRENDA: Uh-oh.

What's wrong?

You've got that look
this morning.

What look?

That "Come on, baby,
light my fire"
kind of a look.

What?

That "Hey, Carla,
how you doing

"this morning?"
kind of a look.

Get out of here.

People are starting to
talk about you guys.

What are they saying?

Oh, it's just that
ever since we moved to LA,

every girl you meet
suddenly becomes
your next true love.

That's not true.
What about Andrea?

That doesn't count.

She's your editor.

You have
a professional relationship.

And I have
a platonic relationship
with Carla.

For how long?

You mean if it stops
being platonic,

you might have
a problem with it?

What, you think I'm hung-up
because she's Hispanic?

A lot of people
get really weird

when it comes to
the race thing.

Well, not me,
and I'm really offended

that you'd even
bring that up.

As far as I'm concerned,
people are people,

no matter who they are
or where they come from,

except maybe St. Paul.

Okay, Anna,
now explain this to me.

Uh, we're gonna start off
with the corn tamales,
the rellenos,

and the guacamole
with tapas?

Tapas, um,
finger food.

Hello.

Hey, beautiful.
Hey, big guy.

So, you have
the CS Pacific catalog?

Yes, I do.

Here's the catalog
and our wish list.

I can't get over
how generous Chick is
being with the kids.

With the kind of dough
he's raking in, believe me,
he can afford it.

Hey, Anna, listen,
uh, I was thinking,
the days that you work here,

could Carla come in with you
in the morning?

That way,
Brenda and I could
give her a ride,

and she wouldn't
have to get up so early
to catch the bus.

We'll see.

(STIFLES LAUGHTER)

What?

I didn't say anything.

SECRETARY:
MC Hammer's office.

DAVID: Hi, MC Hammer, please?

Who is this?

Well, if I tell you,
do you promise
not to hang up?

(PHONE CLICKS)

(DIAL TONE HUMMING)

STEVE: Yo, Sam!

Sam.

Me?
Come here.

I'm Scott.
Whatever.

What's going on
with him and MC Hammer?

SCOTT:
David wants him
to play at the prom.

MC Hammer's not going to play
at any school dance.

You know that,
and I know that,
and MC Hammer knows that,

but, unfortunately,
somebody forgot
to tell David.

Oh, hey,
I'm going to need
two more graphs

on the Coach Cass profile.

Fine.

I, uh...

I need to ask you something,
okay?

Shoot.

W-What's your relationship
with Carla?

Have you been
talking to Brenda?

No, I just happened to be
in the Registrar's Office,

and Carla's file
just happened to
be on the counter

with her address showing.

(SIGHING) Oh, Andrea.

I'm sorry.
You--you know how I am.

You just forget
what you saw, okay?

Already done.

Good.

I just need to know. Uh...

Is she living
at your house?

What do you think?

I think you better watch out.

You're one to talk.

That's precisely my point.

If anybody is found
living out of district,

it--it can cause
a whole chain reaction.

(SIGHS)

I'll tell everyone
to be careful.

Okay, great.

I mean,
that's all I'm asking.

That's all you're asking?

Oh, well, uh,

since we're on the subject...

Okay, okay.
For the record, yes,
I'm very attracted to Carla,

and, yes,
I'd like to get
to know her better.

I'm very happy for you,
but that wasn't my question.

What else do you
want to know?

Well, I, uh,
I hear that she's very smart,

and I wanted to know
if you knew what her GPA was?

Hi!
Remember me? Brandon Walsh.

I drove you home
a couple of days ago.

Yeah, I thought
I knew you from somewhere.

Yeah, well,
it must be from somewhere
other than school.

The way you dash out of class
when the bell rings,

I'm starting to
get a complex.
I'm sorry.

It's just that
when I'm at school,

I just tend to
shut everybody out.

Well, then,
I'll just have to see you
outside of school.

Brandon,
you're a really nice guy,
but...

Wait. No "buts."

Tonight. 7:30. Your place.

I'll pick you up.

Brandon, I can't.

Okay, all right, all right.

Tomorrow. 7:30. Your place.

I'll pick you up.

I might be
working tomorrow night.

How about Sunday?

I go to church on Sunday.

All day?

I have to go.
Say hi to Brenda for me.

So, what's new,
Brandon?

Excuse me, ma'am,
did, uh, someone order
an express shuttle?

You don't know
when to quit, do you?

Hey, I just go
where my dispatcher tells me.

Besides,
you can't rely
on the buses

in this city.
They're never running.

And with me
you're guaranteed
first-class,

courteous,
door-to-door service.

So, what do you say?

So, do you miss
your old school?

I miss my old school.
In Minneapolis.

I had a lot of good friends
back there.

I have friends here, too,
but it's not the same.

Anna mentioned something.

There was some kind of trouble
at your old school,

something to do
with drugs.

Brandon, this isn't what
I want to be talking about.

I'm-- I'm sorry.

What do you want
to be talking about?

You're not
making this very easy,
are you?

Making what easy?

You don't know
anything about me.

That's right,
and you're not being

any help in that area,
Ms. Montez.

It's an age-old story.

Boy meets girl.
Boy likes girl.

Boy gets girl
if girl gives boy
half a chance.

One chance.

Do you like to dance?

Is this my chance?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

♪ Get on the floor
It's your night

♪ Let yourself go
It's out of sight

♪ If you wanna get high
It's all right

♪ Just strap yourself in
and hold tight

♪ Let this dance floor
rock tonight

♪ If you wanna
get high, baby

What is this place?

The community rec center.

♪ Let this dance floor
rock tonight

♪ We fall on the floor
Let yourself go

♪ This is your night

♪ If you don't understand
then step to me

♪ Take my hand
I'll set you free

♪ The dance floor's yours
respectfully

♪ So get on the floor
and follow me

♪ Let this dance floor
rock tonight

♪ Rock tonight

♪ If you wanna get high, baby
It's all right

♪ Let this dance floor
rock tonight

♪ We fall on the floor
Let yourself go

Come on.

CARLA:
You ready to walk the line?

No, I'm the world's
worst dancer.

Oh, come on,
you're not gonna make me
do it by myself?

♪ Get on the floor tonight

♪ Let yourself go tonight

♪ The dance floor's
yours tonight

♪ So let yourself
go tonight ♪

BRANDON: Oh, this is great.

You really get to see
the whole skyline
from up here.

I don't get downtown
too much.

Oh, you have to
see Olvera Street.

El Pueblo de la
Reina de Los Angeles,
founded in 1781.

You'll have to
show me that sometime.

I think that can be arranged.

Is that a promise?

That's what I wanted since
the first time I saw you.

I can't believe
it's only been a week.

Cindy, come on.

You used to pull off
dinner parties

back home without
batting an eyelash.

That was back home,
not the first one
in Beverly Hills.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The guys from
the rental company
are here.

They need to know
where they should
set up the chairs.

Why don't we stack them
in the living room for now?

Uh, and get Brandon
to help.

Brandon's not here.

Where did he
run off to so early?

I think he had to work
at the Peach Pit all day.

He was out
awfully late last night,
wasn't he?

I don't know, Mom.
I fell out early.

You know who he went out with
last night, don't you?

I have an inkling.

Maybe we should tell the kids
the truth about Carla.

I don't think we can.

(CHILDREN PLAYING)

Brandon.

Did someone order
room service?

We got, uh, pan dulce,
apple quesadilla,

cafe en casa,
the whole enchilada.

The guy at the pastry shop
promised me
this was good stuff.

Yeah,
but this isn't a good time.

Why, is Anna still asleep?

No, she's on her way
to your house

to get ready
for your folks' party.

Then, this is a great time.

We can pick up
right where we left off.

I don't know about you,
but I didn't get much sleep.

Yeah, I was up for a while.

So, can I come in?

You better go.

Why? What's wrong?

Well,
if it isn't Brandon Walsh.

This is a nice surprise.

How are your parents?

Fine, thanks.

Good, good, good.
Say hello for me.

Did you come to
give Anna a ride?

Uh, no, actually,
I came to take Carla

to breakfast
in Beverly Hills,

and I brought you
some pastries.

Oh, no, no, no,
none for me.

Uh, I don't think Carla has
time for breakfast
this morning, do you?

I can't today.
I'll talk to you later.

I just don't trust him.

What's his name?

Richard.

He's Anna's cousin or uncle
or something.

Every time I ask Carla
about her family,
she changes the subject

like she's
embarrassed or ashamed.

Well, weren't you
with her last night?

Come on, Walsh.

(LAUGHS TEASINGLY)

Oh, if it isn't Dylan,
the wild surfman.

Hey, don't tell me
it wasn't cold out
there this morning.

Oh, no, man.
It was happening.

Waves were breaking.

We missed you.

Hey, that's
the same shirt I ordered
from Brenda's catalog.

Yeah, I'm supposed to
get some baggies tonight.

The party's still on, right?

You mean the social event
of the season?

Is Carla going to be there?

I wish.

Well, you invited her,
didn't you?

Well,
she didn't give me a chance.

Besides, she said
she'd probably
have to work tonight.

Hey, hey!

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING
ON STEREO)

Oh, hi, Carla.
Hi.

Anna tells me
you've been
enjoying West Beverly

a little more than
you thought you would.

I do. Thank you.

She never stops reading,
this one.

She's going to
be a lawyer, eh?

CINDY: Really? That's great!

Maybe.
We'll see what happens.

By any chance,
do you have any rings
or some ribbons

so I could tie a bow
around the napkins like this?

Now,
why didn't I think of that?

Yes,
I have some napkin rings.

They are in the dining room
in the top drawer.

She's such a talented girl.

This must be
a nightmare for her.

It is.

Hi, Mom. Hi, Anna.

Hey.
Hi.

How are things going here
at party central?

Everything's under control,
thanks to Anna and the gang.

Smells a lot better here
than it did at the Pit.

(TUTTING)

Oh, come on.

Be my guest.

(ANNA CHUCKLING)

Brandon.

Hey, Carla.

This is great.

I thought you had
to work tonight.

I am working.

One of Anna's
servers got sick,
so she asked me to fill in.

Well, I was going
to invite you tonight
as my guest.

I wanted to
introduce you to my parents.

I met them.
They're both really terrific.

Of course, I'm not surprised.

After last night,
how can you work here?

I'm just helping out.

What's the big deal?

I have to do this now.

No, you don't.

I don't want
Carla to work here.

Why not?
She's doing a great job.

I just don't feel right
about having
friends of mine serve me.

Honey, you serve your friends
at the Peach Pit
all the time.

BRANDON: That's different.

That's a place of business.

This is in our house.

I just don't see
the difference.

Fine.
Take me off the guest list.

Brandon!

Anna, if you need
an extra pair of hands,
I'm available.

BRENDA: Hey, Brandon,
the clothes came.

Chick sent us stuff
that's not even
in the catalog yet.

They are so rude.
I love them.

Which did you order,
the green or
the orange-fuchsia?

I don't know, Brenda,
and I don't care, okay?

What's with you?

I can't believe
Mom would hire Carla
to work here.

Well, why not?
Mom doesn't know
how you feel about her.

That's not the point.

Yes, that is the point.

You don't tell
Mom how you feel,
and she doesn't tell us

why she and Dad
were willing to lie

in order to get
Carla into school.

They did it
so she could get
a better education.

That's what they say.

(DOOR OPENING)

Brandon, what's going on?

Your mother says
you're getting

bent out of shape
over nothing.

It's not nothing, Dad.

This is where I say adios.

You don't understand.

No, you don't understand.

CS Pacific is
the first gold-star client
I've picked up

since we moved to California.

For me to be working
with Chick Schneider
is a major coup.

Now, what I need from you
is for you to be
a gracious and happy host

who makes sure
that all of our guests
are having a good time.

Do you think
you can do that for me?

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Good evening,
welcome to Casa de Walsh.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Can I, uh, interest you
in a cocktail?

The margaritas
are going fast.

Thanks. That sounds great.

Cindy, you remember Becky
and Alan Wilerson?

Oh, yes. Hi.
How are you?

You have a lovely home,
and such a handsome bartender.

Oh, thank you.

Well, enjoy.

Well,
at least he's being pleasant
to our guests,

even if he's not
speaking to us.

Well, just two more hours
and it's over.

Yeah,
just keep on breathing.

Mom, do you know
where the camera is?

Chick wants to take
some pictures of us.

Yeah,
he says he wants to use us
in his next catalog.

Well, I don't blame him.
You girls look, uh...

What's the hip word?
Def? Dope? Rad?

Oh, my God.

Foxy.

Do you want another one?

Oh, these tacos are great,
Carla.

I've never tasted
a taco like this.

That's because
they're flautas.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, you didn't
know that either, Kelly.

Have you tried one
of these, Mr. Walsh?

Thanks, Carla. Can you see
if Mr. Schneider
needs anything?

Okay.

You have got to remember,
when we started
surfing in North Shore,

I mean, those boards
still weighed 2,000 pounds.

If you got clunked
with one of those monsters,

I mean,
you were one dead tuna.

(LAUGHING)

Can I get you anything else?

Oh, thanks, sweetheart,

but, uh, I think I'll slurp
another one of these.

Preferably with you
in the dark.

It's a good thing
Walsh didn't hear that.

Yeah.

DYLAN:
He's really flipped for her
in a major way, huh?

Hey, Carla,
could you help me
bring some extra chairs

down from my parents' room?

Look, I said I was
sorry about before.

I didn't mean
to embarrass you.

You're the one
who's embarrassed,
Brandon. Not me.

Seeing you just
caught me by surprise,
that's all.

Why are you still
being so cold to me?

Look, I'm just trying
to be conscientious.

Where are the chairs?

This isn't
your parents' room.

No, this is my room.

Brandon, what are you doing?
Nothing.

I'm just tired
of watching you
be conscientious.

What do you want, Brandon?

What do you think?

Are you happy now?

What's the matter with you?

I don't like being told
how I should feel
or what I should think!

Why don't you
tell that to Richard?

He's obviously got
something on you.

Brandon, I don't
need you to protect me.

I don't want
to protect you!

I just want it to be
like it was last night.

That was last night,
Brandon.

Tonight,
I'm working at a fancy party
in Beverly Hills,

and I would
appreciate it if you would

let me go downstairs
and do my work.

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

It's not what you think.

Richard told you to
stay away from him.

It's not my fault.

I don't care
whose fault it is.

You show some respect
for these people.

I have respect for them.

Well, then,
show some respect for me.

Is everything all right?

Yeah.

Okay, everybody.

Oh, Brandon, smile.

Kelly, tickle him.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Okay, just one more.

CINDY: Oh, that was great.
Thanks.

You've got
beautiful kids, Jim.

One more
beautiful than the next.

They especially look good
wearing your spring line.

Oh, thanks.

We expect big things
this season.

We just opened a new factory
in Mexicali.

We should've done
this 10 years ago.

Oh?

Yeah, well,
there is a language problem,

but those people work hard,
and they work cheap.

How much do you pay them?

Why? You need a job?

(LAUGHS)

BRANDON: No, thanks.
I already have a job
that pays a fair wage.

I just don't like to hear
about people being exploited.

Brandon.

I'm sorry, Dad.

It just seems to me
that the people
who make his swimsuits

ought to get
something out of it

so their relatives
don't have to chase

after the work trucks
in East LA.

Brandon,
you apologize right now!

Hey,
there's no need for that.

Who knows?
He's probably right.

L-Let's eat.

Carla, wait.

Brandon,
you were right.

It wasn't a good idea
for me to come here.

This was a big mistake.

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

Please, let her go.

CINDY:
Here you go, Anna,
and again,

thank you so much
for everything.

Oh, thank you.

Good night, Anna.

Good night.
See you on Tuesday.

Good, bye-bye.
ANNA: Bye.

So, should we do
this again next week?

Why wait?
Why not tomorrow?

Hey, great party,
you guys.

Well, I think it was
a rousing success

with one minor exception.

Well,
I'm going to bed.

Wait,
I'll come with you.

Night, Brenda.

Good night.

You need any help?

No, I got it.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Do you ever have
one of those days
where you wish you could

just turn the clock back
and start all over?

I mean,
everyone in the world
is furious at me.

Mom, Dad, Anna,
Carla, you.

I'm not mad at you, Brandon.

Thanks for
sticking by me, Bren.

But I do think
you've been unbearably

obnoxious this
whole past week.

Thanks.

Well,
what do you want me to say?

You've been totally
consumed with Carla.

You've clearly lost
your sense of humor

about her and
everything else.

Well, maybe you can tell me
how I'm supposed
to yuck it up

when the girl I'm falling for
just walked out
the door for no reason.

Well, maybe she had a reason.

Maybe there's stuff
going on with her
you don't even know about.

Like what?

Like why her Uncle Richard
was parked outside

the whole time
the party was going on.

He was?

Yeah, Dylan saw him.

And when Carla tore
out of the house,
she went straight to his car.

That Richard guy
is bad news.

I'm gonna find out
what's going on.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Can I talk to you?

You mean there's a chance
we can be on
speaking terms again?

Oh, come on, Dad.

I apologized to you.

I apologized to Chick.

I know
I was out of line.

What more can I do?

We're just lucky the man has
a great sense of humor.

I don't get it.

Your behavior tonight
was so unlike you.

Well, I'm confused, Dad,

and I guess
it really burns
me up to think

there are things
going on around here

that are purposely
being kept from me.

You know,
Brenda's been
saying all along

you weren't the kind
of people who'd lie

to help someone's niece
get into a better school,

even someone
as sweet as Anna.

So, what's the story, Dad?

You been keeping
something from us?

We like Carla very much.

No, not as much as I do.

Dad, I've never felt this way
about anybody before.

You gotta tell me
what's going on.

We can't tell you, Brandon.

We made promises
to these people.

We have to keep our word.

I'm sorry, honey.

It just never dawned on us
that you and Carla
might get together.

Yeah, well, we did.

At least we were
trying to until tonight.

If we'd known it
was going to cause you
this much grief,

we would have said no.

No question about it.

Can you at least tell me
who Richard is?

I think you better
talk to Carla.

Hi, Anna.
Can I talk to Carla?

No, she's, um...
She's not here, Brandon.

Can I wait for her
to come back?

She's-- She's not
coming back, Brandon.

Is she in trouble?

No, not any more,
thank God!

She's gone back
to her family.

I know she'd like
to see you again,
if only to say goodbye.

CARLA:
Don't eat too many of those.

(LAUGHING)

Here you go.
Anything else?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

If you can't give me
another chance,

can you at least give me
an explanation?

Have you ever
heard of Victor Montez?

Is he famous?

To some people.

He heads the
Department of Hispanic Culture

at the Kenmont
colleges in Pomona.

He's also my father.

So, why do you
live with Anna?

I don't.

I just moved
to East LA last week.

Why?

Anna was my babysitter.

I live with my parents
and my sisters
at the university,

but I also do volunteer work
at the projects near Dogtown,

which is where
I saw two lowlifes

named Ruben Benequez
and Sleepy Saloman

drive by a house three times

before they
pulled out their guns
and opened fire.

You saw that?

And I saw
the bullets ricochet

into the brain
of a four-year-old boy

on his way to
a birthday party.

Oh, my God.

And when Ruben
let it be known that

whoever came forward
to testify against him

would not live a long
and prosperous life,

Richard thought
I should disappear
until the case came to court.

Maybe for a year.

And that's when
Anna mentioned that

your folks might be
able to help me out.

So, Richard's a cop?

Prosecuting attorney.

I was his star witness.

No wonder he was
always dogging you.

Not anymore.

Sleepy broke down
and confessed to
the murder last night.

So, you're off the hook?

You don't have to testify?

Yeah.
And now I can go back home
and to my old school.

And you like it out there.

Brandon...

How far out is Pomona
anyway?

It's on the other side
of the world, Brandon.

What are you saying?

I'm just saying that
I'm not expecting
anything from you.

What if I want you
to expect something?

What? That you'll pledge
your undying devotion to me,

and that I should
do the same?

I'm not a poor girl
from the barrio

who's looking
for a white knight.

(SIGHS)

Is that how you saw me?

Being with you
was like a dream,
like a fairy tale,

but now it's over,
and I have to go home now.

Why?

Oh, Brandon.
I said it was complicated.

I disagree.

I don't think it
is that complicated.

And when it comes down to it,
I don't think you and I
are that different.

I agree.

And that's what
scares me the most.

With you,
it would be so easy for me
to forget who I am

and where I come from.

I don't want that to happen.

I really didn't
know you at all, did I?

Oh, you knew me
better than you think.

Yeah. Well, maybe sometime
when you come into town,

you could meet me
on Olvera Street.

I'd like that.
I really would.

Take care of yourself,
Brandon.

Yeah, you, too.

♪ I got secrets
that nobody knows ♪

I distinctly told you
number 169B.
Remember?

I pointed it out to you
in the catalog, 169B.
I told you!

Well, you know pink's
my favorite color.

So, new clothes,
new earrings.

What else is new?

Dylan, I saw that.

Oh, no, no, no.

Brenda,
she looked at me first.

Oh, yeah.

You know, uh...
You know that piece
you did on Coach Cass?

Yeah, I know it.
I wrote it.

I didn't change a comma.

I think it's
your best piece yet.

Thanks, Andrea.

Don't thank me.
You wrote it.

I wish it could be
like this with everyone.

Like what?

You know,
how we are with each other.

Easy. Comfortable. Real.

Yeah, it's nice.

I'm just glad we're
not attracted to
each other romantically,

so we can
always be friends.

Good friends.

Just friends.
It's great.

Yeah.

Okay, don't hang up.
Just don't hang up.

Now, this is David Silver,
the voice of
West Beverly High,

and I really don't care

if he doesn't want to come
to our homecoming dance

or that MC Hammer's
one of the top

recording and video
artists in the world,

but at least you
could put my call

through one time
without hanging up.

So, having said all that,
can I please
talk to MC Hammer?

MC Hammer? Um...

Sorry, I think you have
the wrong number. Bye.

DAVID: Debbie Gibson?

(PHONE RINGING)

(DAVID STUTTERING)

Debbie Gibson, look,
this is David Silver,

I've been trying to
reach you all week.