All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S02E07 - Camping Trip (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track3_[eng]

BRENDA:
Brandon, you better give me
your toothbrush and stuff

if you want me
to pack them for you.

Yeah, I'll be right there!

I hope you're not finding
more stuff to take.

Your half of the bag
is already full.

Brandon, are you okay?

Yeah.

What is that?

It's my lucky hat.

I am sorry Brandon, but that
is one nerdy-looking thing.

Come on. I think it's cool.

Well, maybe
to a beaver.

Brandon, you've got to do
something about your friend.

Who? Steve?

Yes, he is unpacking
Donna's suitcases.

He says she's exceeded
her luggage allowance!

Yeah, I'll see
what I can do.

Why is Steve
so uptight?

I mean there's more than enough
room for six people in that van.

Try seven.

My mother's making
me bring David.

David Silver David?

Are you serious?

His dad and my mom are
going away for the weekend.

That does
sound serious.

Yeah, so instead of
staying home alone,

he has to tag along with us.

Well, Kel,

i-it might not be so bad.

Yeah, he'll probably videotape
the whole trip for us.

Oh, right.

Yosemite: The Movie.

Well, at least we can show
Dylan what he missed out on.

He's not coming?

No, since his mom
moved back from Hawaii,

he just doesn't want
to cut out on her.

He wants to make sure
she's all settled in.

Donna, nobody takes
shoulder pads on a camping trip!

(grunts)

B-Brandon, tell him to
give them back to me.

And she doesn't need
16 bags of makeup! Okay?

And Steve is not my father.

I can take...
Donna, don't
you understand...?

Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

Now, Donna, Steve
does have a good point.

Thank you.

You'll never wear
half this stuff,

and, as far
as I'm concerned,

you never
need makeup anyway.

Well... Thank you.

All right, now,
let's get going, all right?

We're gonna have a great time
once we get on the road.

STEVE:
Yo, Dylan,
what's the rumpus?

Hey, nice wheels--
for a mobile home.

Yeah, she's got
everything--

four-wheel drive, cruise
control, removable seats.

If we had a john,
we could live in it.

Send me a postcard, man.

Thanks for the bags.

Hey, Dylan.

Sorry you're not
coming with us, man.

Oh, it's probably
better anyway.

My mom says that my
planetary alignment

is in severe disarray.

Is that contagious?

Yeah, it must be.

She's "gotta" go to the
desert this weekend.

I'm not invited.

So much for quality
time with Mom.

Are you okay with that?

Are you kidding?

Man, I am so sick

of her cosmic mumbo-jumbo.

So, Jones, come
with us. Come on.

I don't think so.

Wait, wait a second.

Just got a message
from my cosmic advisor.

Your planets need aligning muy
pronto in the Yosemite Valley.

I swear it.
I-I don't know.

No. Hey, now, the
planets get very touchy

when you argue with them.

Since you put it
that way, uh...

I gotta get my jacket.

Cool. I'll get
you some gear.

Yo, Cap'n Steve,
make room for one more,

McKay's coming with us.

Oh, great. I'll just

rearrange a few hundred bags.

Okay, be extra careful on those
steep hiking trails.
We will.

And be sure to head back to
the camp well before dark.

We will.

Make sure those boys
stay on top of you.

When you're hiking, that is.

Mom, don't worry.

Dylan's not even coming.

Oh, yes, he is.

He is? Since when?

Since now.

Here, open up this bag.

Brandon, it's
too full.

Well, you don't want Dylan
to go naked, do you?

Or do you?

Let's just see
what we can do.

(clearing throat)

Brandon, where is
your sister already?

If we don't leave soon,

we'll never make it
to camp before dark.

Steve, you gotta get over this
rush hour mentality of yours.

I keep trying to tell you.
Think vacation. Think fun.

Think "Let's go."

I'll get it.

Need a hand?

Yes.

I always knew you'd turn out
to be good for something.

Well, when you figure out
what it is, let me know.

You're very
sensitive
these days.

Maybe I shouldn't be going.

You have to go.

Why do I "have" to go?

Because I just repacked
this whole thing for you.

Because I want you to go.

You won't feel
a little weird

with me there?

Why should
I feel weird?

I mean, this is a
completely platonic trip:

Separate cabins,
boys and girls.

Listen, it'll do you good to
get away with some friends.

It'll be fun!

You know, you and your
brother, you're like...

twins or something.

(horn honking)

I'm coming!

Let's go.

Yeah.

All right.

STEVE:
All right, all right,

everybody, listen up.
Brandon's got a little

announcement to make,
and then we are out of here.

Come on. Come on.
Don't be shy.

All right, I know I don't
have to remind any of you

that school starts next week,

so let's get a little
National Park spirit going here

and focus in on the fact
that we're all young,

free, healthy,
wealthy and wise,

and about to embark
on probably

the most righteous journey
of our lives thus far.

Let's get busy.

(whooping):
Oh!

DAVID:
♪ 99 bottles of beer
on the wall ♪

♪ 99 bottles of beer... ♪

BRENDA:
David, not that one.

How about...
♪ Yosemite, here we come ♪

ALL:
♪ Right back where
we started from ♪

♪ Where bowers of flowers,
they bloom in the spring... ♪

(whooping, singing)

(thundering)

So, anyone know
any good rain songs?

Look at that.

Who in the world would
come here for their honeymoon?

I don't know. Maybe
a duck or frog.

Steve, I cannot believe

you forgot to check
the weather report.

I didn't forget
to check the weather report.

I just didn't believe
the weather report.

God, I'm freezing.

I'd give you my coat,
but it's a little wet.

Well, if Mr. Good
Samaritan over there

hadn't had us stop to change

old Bozo's tire, I think
we would have been through

the Tioga Pass before the
Highway Patrol closed the roads.

Hey, come on, guys.
This is a minor setback.

Remember, guys, we're on...

ALL:
vacation.

(thundering)

Okay, there is good news,
and there is bad news.

Good news, please.

The good news is,
there's one cabin left.

What's the bad news?

(water dripping)

Well, at least I negotiated
a reduced room rate.

You got what
you paid for.

The accommodations,
though sparse,

have got an undeniably
rustic ambiance.

Turn that thing
off already.

Hey, come on, you guys.
It's not that bad.

Yeah, if you don't mind
the smell of mildew.

There aren't enough beds.
Where are we all gonna sleep?

BRANDON:
Hey, we'll get
it worked out.

We've all got our own
sleeping bags, remember?

Great. The floor
is wet, though.

Um, maybe it'll dry
if we get a fire going.

Well, not
with this wood.

It's soaked.

I need a good hot bath.

Don't count
on it, Kelly.

No tub?
No hot water.

Oh, and be careful
of the toilet seat.

It's got splinters.

Oh, terrific.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

Over there. Over there.

A big spider.

A big one.

Okay... Sorry, Charlotte.

You are history.

I've had some, uh, bad
experience with spiders.

It's okay. I feel the exact
same way about rodents.

Maybe there's some bug spray
under the counter.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. That's it.

You guys are right.

This place is terrible.

What's the matter, Bren?

Mousetrap under the sink.

Empty or full?

ANDREA:
Empty,

but the cheese
was... nibbled.

Oh, my God.

Then what's the problem, Bren?
There's no mouse.

Look, guys.

I'm gonna go get
some dry firewood.

I think a fire will
warm this place up.

As soon as I
change my clothes.

Especially my shoes.

Bren, where are
my hiking boots?

By the bed.

Where?

By... my bed.

In my room,
in our house,

where I really sort of
wish I was right now.

You left my hiking
boots by your bed?

My perfectly
broken in,

dry hiking boots,
by your bed?

So now I have to climb up
Half Dome in sopping wet

slippery tennis shoes

because you left
my hiking boots by your bed?

I just have one question.

What's that?

Are we having fun yet?

(thunder rumbling)

Ugh. Soggy sandwiches.

Ugh, soggy muffins.

Soggy cheese balls.

Well, at least
we're consistent.

I wish they had
a TV Guide here.

But, Donna, there's no TV.

I know, but I'd just like
to know what I'm missing.

What I'm missing is music.

I can't believe
nobody brought a CD player.

Oh! I almost forgot.

All right.

Donna comes through
in the clutch.

And you were hassling her
about bringing too much luggage.

Ah. Ta-da.

(giggles)

That's only good
for one person, Donna.

Well, we could take turns.

That's stupid.

Not as stupid as driving

hundreds of miles
through a rainstorm.

Hey, where you going, man?

Beer run. I'm gonna
liven up this joint.

Steve, forget it.

Brandon, come on.

Hey, don't look at me, partner.

My drinking days are over.

Dylan?

You know he
doesn't drink.

Why are you trying to tempt him?

Excuse me.
I can answer for myself.

Not this time, man.

I'll go.
What would
your dad say?

Hey, leave him alone.

Not everybody in this party's
got to be a deadbeat.

You know, you guys
make a perfect pair:

Mutt and Jeff.

You know, you say
you don't want any now,

but when I break out
the six-packs...

you'll all be
begging for a brewski.

If you can get any.

Which really isn't likely.

If I say I'll deliver,
I'll deliver.

Let's go.

I'll go, too.

BRENDA:
Donna!

For, uh, the ride.

Don't encourage
him, all right.

(clears throat)

There's, uh,
there's something

I need to get
while we're out.

Like what?

Yeah, like what?

Uh, uh...

A feminine product, okay?

Is everyone
happy now?

Hey, it's too bad
you guys can't get me

a new pair of hiking boots
while you're at it.

Look, it was an oversight,
and I said I was sorry.

What about
my lucky hat?

Was that an
oversight, too?

How did you expect me
to fit everything in

when you had me pack all those
extra clothes for...

Hey, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have come.

That way you'd have your lucky
charm instead of a cosmic jinx.

(door opens, closes)

Dylan, where
are you going?

To get a soda,
if you don't mind.

Look, what I said about the
clothes, I didn't mean it.

Okay, forget it.

And, listen,
about the beer,

why did you say
"Not this time"?

What are you, my mother?

I'm just worried
about you, that's all.

Oh, well, you are
definitely not my mother.

Look, if we're going to
salvage this weekend,

all of us need to mellow out
a little bit, including you.

I just don't feel like being
the life of the party, okay?

That's okay. Just try
not to be the death of it.

(clears throat)

Hi.
Hi.

This is going to sound like
I'm asking for spare change,

but do you by any chance
have an extra quarter?

Uh, sure.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

You aren't by any chance
on your honeymoon, are you?

Not too obvious, huh?

Yeah, we saw
your car.

Oh, Neil, you didn't
have to do that.

Oh, yes, I did.

I missed you.

(chuckles)

(clears throat)

Oh, um, do you have
a quarter, sweetheart?

I had to borrow one from...

What's your name?

Brenda.

And this is Dylan.

I'm Alison and this is
my husband, Neil.

You like the sound
of that, honey?

My husband Neil.

NEIL:
Music to my ears.

Let's go back to our cabin
and you can sing it to me.

Nice meeting you, Brenda.

(grunts)

Hey, uh,

aren't you guys bummed
that you got stuck here?

Oh, yeah.

Aren't you bummed, honey?

Devastated.

What a jerk!

Who does this country
hick think he is?

I think he said
he was the owner.
Oh, yeah?

Well, he doesn't know diddly
about running a business.

Why else wouldn't he sell me
a six-pack at twice the price?

Because you're underage.

Time for plan B:
The front man.

Excuse me, folks, uh,

I was wondering if maybe you
could help me out of a jam.

They'll never go for it.

They're, like, grandparents.

Steve knows
what he's doing.

That was quick.

We're in.

How?

Well, I just
turned on the charm.

Told them you can keep
the change from the 50.

(chuckles)

Do you have...

any sevens?

Go fish.

Picked a seven.
That's another book.

No, no, no, move that log over.

No, the-the
one in front.

Andrea, I know how to build
a fire, all right?

Well, so far, I don't see any.

ANDREA:
Why, why don't you
add some newspaper?

Andrea, please!

How many fires have you built
in your lifetime?

I've built a fire
before, Brandon.

Well, I've built many fires,

possibly hundreds
of fires.

Well, excuse me.

Probably thousands of fires.

The problem is we don't have
any dry wood.

DYLAN:
Well, young
fire starter,

why don't you go get some
from the newlyweds next door.

I mean, they have plenty.

Well, why didn't
you say so?

Come on.

You can't just barge in
on someone on their honeymoon.

We're not gonna barge.

We'll knock first.
Brandon...

Bren, if we don't
get some heat in here,

we're all gonna die
from hypothermia.

(rain pouring)

(shivers)

(knocking)

Uh, hi.

Sorry, we don't mean
to bother you...

On this night
of all nights.

But, uh, do you have any
dry firewood you could spare?

Well, you know...

Oh, sure, come on in.

Oh.

Thanks.

Well, looks like you
got the deluxe cabin.

I bet you even have
hot water, huh?

Neil was just about
to make a toast.

Will you join us?

Oh, honey, I...
ANDREA:
Well, uh,

we-we really don't
want to intrude.

Oh, you poor things.

How about some
hot chocolate?

Oh, babe, I...

Cheers.

(engine starts)

Hey, Steve, isn't that
your couple over there?

David, they haven't
come out yet.

We've been here
the whole time.

Maybe they snuck out the back?

(lock clicks)

Hey! What the hell
are you going?!

You got my $50!

(thunder rumbles)

ALISON:
So even though

we knew each other
in high school,

we were just friends--
acquaintances, really.

But when I bumped into
Neil in Cambridge...

You went to Harvard?

Oh, B.U.

Alison's the brain,

not me.

Stop, I am not.

Anyway, something
clicked,

and we knew we were
meant to be together.

No doubts, huh?

No sneaking little feelings you
were making a heinous mistake?

Brandon!
What?

ALISON:
No, I understand
what he means.

How can you be sure
it'll last forever?

You can't.

NEIL:
Just got to go with

your gut instinct,
what feels right.

Don't you think so, honey?

Absolutely.

(chuckles)
Maybe we should demonstrate.

ALISON:
Honey!

Can I get you some
more hot chocolate?

Uh, no, actually, we're
expected back next door.

(Alison giggling)

Oh, right, right.

(giggling)

Uh, thanks for the wood...

STEVE:
I swear,

it was like they were
con artists or something.

And you were the
innocent victim, right?

Hey, man, I hate to say
I told you so, but...

No, hey, go ahead,
I'm a jerk.

Ah, come on.
I wouldn't go that far.

I would.

I even forgot
to get food.

It's okay.

I'm developing a taste
for soggy cheese puffs.

Man, I can't wait
till I'm 21.

Why? So you can buy beer?

Big deal.

DAVID:
Don't you wish
you were older?

BRENDA:
Sometimes.

But I'm really not in a rush
to be out on my own anymore.

STEVE:
Well, it's got to be better
than where we're at now.

DAVID:
Yeah, everyone saying
you can't do something

'cause you're too young.

Or you can't dance
in this club.

Or you can't watch
this movie.

Can't vote in
an election,

even though you might know more
about it than your parents.

Who don't vote anyway.

My parents vote.

Yeah, but they're
different.

Very different.

They, they're
the exception.

It's like they've

discovered the
meaning of life.

And what is the meaning of life,
O Cosmic Steve?

I haven't
got a clue.

You said it.

Oh, like you do.

KELLY:
Yeah.

It's love.

STEVE (laughing):
Yeah, love.

Love makes the world
go round, right?

She's right.

Well, I can't prove
it empirically,

but, I don't know, there seems
to be a heightened awareness

experienced by people
in love that...

that transcends
the physical plane.

But it won't buy you dinner
when you're hungry.

So what are you
trying to say,

that life is
just about money?

Survival.

That's it.

Getting by.

How romantic.

Love just gets in the way.

It confuses people,

makes them scattered.

I don't think those newlyweds
next door would agree.

I mean, they seemed
pretty focused to me.

(Steve chuckles)

Yeah, focused on a
horizontal plane.

(laughter)

You're so immature.

No, wait, wait, Andrea,
so what's your point?

If you're not in love you're
somewhat a lesser specie?

BRENDA:
Look, all she's trying
to say is that

Alison and Neil are able to
tune out the rain and the cold

and be at one with each other.

And each and every one
of us would be lucky

if we could find someone
like that to rely on.

(knocking)

Excuse me.

Alison!

What's wrong?

Is something
wrong with Neil?

Yes! He's a
stupid idiot!

(Alison sniffling)

I don't want to
impose, but...

do you guys have room for
one more in here tonight?

(thunder rumbles)

(clears throat)

(thunder rumbling)

(rain pouring)

Divorce?

Don't you think
that's a little drastic?

Maybe you're right.

We'll get an annulment.

Oh, God.

ANDREA:
Does Neil feel
the same way?

Who cares?

He's a fool
and I hate his guts.

Ah, the transcendence of love
has again been transcended.

So much for your theory, ladies.

ANDREA:
Alison, I...

I don't understand.
I mean what went wrong?

The bastard got
me pregnant.

So? He married you, didn't he?

Steve, shut up.

ALISON:
I didn't know I was pregnant
before last week.

I was planning to tell him
tonight, until I found out

he doesn't ever want
to have children.

This is great.
We don't even need a TV.

We have Days of Our Lives
right here in the flesh.

Well, actually, it's
a little more like

Young and the Restless.

(knocking)

Hi, is uh, my wife here,
by any chance?

(with Cuban accent):
Oh, hello, Ricky,
come on in.

Lucy is talking to Ethel
right over there... babalu.

Alison...

Excuse me, I have
to use the restroom.

What did I do?

Man's eternal question.

DAVID:
You don't know?

We were just
talking and boom,
She blew up on me.

You would've thought
I told her

that I'd just slept with her
best friend or something.

No, it's not that at all.
You see, she's upset because...

David, I think we should let
Alison discuss this with him.

Discuss what with him?

It's, uh, kind of personal.

So she told you guys?
(toilet flushing)

I gotta get this on film.

Oh... (groans)

I don't get it.
I just, I don't get this.

Well, whatever you do,
don't go begging forgiveness.

I hate to see
a grown man grovel.

Why should I?

I didn't do anything wrong.

Absolutely.
So stick to your guns.

I agree.

You gotta hang tough
on this one, buddy.

Brandon, how can
you say that?

You know what
the problem is.

That's exactly my point:
how come we know and he doesn't?

Really.

So obviously there is
a small communication breakdown

on her side,
don't you think?

Oh, Alison, honey,
can we go now, please?

Will someone
please tell him

that he can go
whenever he likes.

Aw, come on, Allie.

Don't you think it would be
better to talk things out?

NEIL:
Thank you.

ALISON:
I think you said
it all before.

NEIL:
What? What did I say,
and why are

you making me do this
in front of a bunch
of strangers?

Why not? You're as much a
stranger to me as they are.

DAVID:
I'm sorry. Could you guys get
a little bit closer together?

I can't seem to get
you both in the shot.

Do you mind?!

Excuse me.

Allie, honey,
at the risk of sounding

like a sexist pig,
I have to ask:

is it that time of the month?

Look, Neil, uh, considering
Alison's frame of mind,

I think that you should
let her stay where she is
for the time being.

Great. Now I'm getting marital
counseling from the teenagers.

Great. There he goes with that
you're-too-young mentality.

It never fails.

NEIL:
Well, what do you
know about it?

Have you ever been
married before?

No, but a lot of us have
been through a divorce.

Two divorces.

And a trial separation.

KELLY:
And since we've
been through it,

we can tell you: it's no fun.

NEIL:
Well, hey, I
don't want a divorce.

Tell it to her
if she ever comes out
of the bathroom again.

Take a seat.

(thunder rumbling)

So, anybody know
any good divorce songs?

What? Are all your
parents divorced?

Well, no, mine
aren't, but...

Mine are. His are. His are.

Hers aren't; theirs
aren't; and his are.

Uh-huh.

I can hardly remember
what it's like

to have my mom and dad both
living in the same house.

How old were you
when they split up?

I was three and a half.

I was five.

How old were you, Dylan?
About six, right?

So? No big thing.

I mean it's better to split up

than spend the rest
of your life fighting.

KELLY:
Well, it was a
big deal to me.

When I was young
I can remember

whenever I'd meet a new friend
whose parents were divorced

I'd always think,
"Hey, she's a nice girl.

It's not her fault
that her dad moved out."

I guess I kind
of reassured myself

that it wasn't my fault.

STEVE:
I know.

I used to think that if
I hadn't made too much noise

so early in the morning, maybe
things could've been different.

Well, I know I didn't cause
my parents to split up.

I could see it coming.

That's because you were 14.

No, it's because my dad
became a jerk.

David, it's not
that simple.

Well, you know what they say:
It takes two to tangle.

It's "tango."
"It takes two to tango."

DAVID:
Uh, my mom was pretty
patient with him,

but she started getting
tired of waiting

for his mid-life
crisis to end.

Hey, guys, I know divorce
is no picnic for kids,

but we don't
have any kids

and we don't plan
on having any either.

See? There you go.

Is that what this is all about?

Honey, you want kids?

Alison, you told me
they didn't fit
into your lifestyle.

I was single then.

You told me your firm
didn't look kindly

on associates who took
maternity leave.

So? I can find
another firm.

You told me
you loved kids.

Yeah-- other people's.

ALISON:
But you're always raving

about your nieces
and your nephews.

Whom I love very much,
particularly when they
all go home.

Does that suddenly
make me a bad person?

ALISON:
No.

it just makes you
a bad father... to-be.

Honey...

Are you kidding me?

Oh, my God.
(thunder rumbling)

I don't see him
jumping for joy.

Alison, honey, you told me
that you weren't able
to get pregnant.

Apparently a misdiagnosis.

Oh, my God!

I've had it. Enough.

I mean, if you guys want to sit
around here and play Dear Abby,

knock yourselves out;
I'm history.

Neil, you don't mind if
I use your cabin, do you,

since you're not really gonna

be needing it
at the moment?

Oh, yeah, of course, fine.

What is the matter
with Dylan?

He is so antisocial.

Well, we're not exactly
having a party.

Mind if I join you?

(sighs)
I don't know why
you'd want to.

Dylan, what's
wrong with you?

I've never seen
you like this.

I'm just not
into psychodrama.

It's not my scene.

How awful to fight
on your wedding night.

Serves 'em right for getting
married in the first place.

Just because your parents
didn't make it together

doesn't mean
that every couple is doomed.

Yeah, right.
Whatever you say.

I know you're having
a hard time, but...
But what?

What do you
know, Bren?

You got a nice home,
a secure family.

My mom is a loony tune and my
dad is in jail, for God's sake.

I know. I can't even imagine
how that must feel.

That's right.
You can't.

You can't even imagine it.

So who are you to come down on
me about my negative attitude?

Dylan,

I know you got
a bum deal,

but can't you look at
what you have that is good?

Like what?

Like your friends.

Brandon loves you.

All the guys think
that you're totally cool.

I mean, every girl I know
would love to go out with you.

Every girl but one.

I thought we both decided

that it would be better
to see other people.

Yeah, better for you.

Can't you just accept the fact

that I care about you
and that I want to help you

and stop twisting it around?

Oh, I forgot.

You care about me,
but I'm just too intense.

(door opening)

Hi, guys.

We're ba-ack.

And still married.

So, you guys worked
everything out, huh?

Yeah, see, we both feel...

now stop me if
I'm wrong, honey--

that even though we didn't
plan on having children,

well, we've got nine months

for the idea to "grow"
on us, so to speak.

ALISON:
I'm already getting
used to it.

Hopefully by then
Neil will be, too.

What if he isn't?

Oh, I probably will be.

But you don't know, Neil.

Well, then that'll just be
our problem, won't it?

No, it'll be that
kid's problem--

who didn't ask to be born
in the first place.
Dylan...

NEIL:
Dylan, nobody asks

to be born.
That's right.

That's why you better make sure
you want this baby,

or else give it
to someone who does.

You know you're making
a lot of assumptions

for someone who doesn't
even know us.

I know what it's like to grow up
being constantly reminded

that you are a mistake--

and if you're not prepared to
love that baby or give it up,

you might as well have
an abortion right now.

Dylan, stop it.

Fine.

It's stopped.

How was the honeymoon suite?

I don't want to
talk about it.

Hey, Bren is everything okay?
Where's Dylan?

He stalked off.

He'll be okay.

The van's open.
He can sleep in there.

(howling in distance)

Yo, McKay!

Rise and shine, Jones.

Morning.

Morning.

Did you sleep last night?

Not a whole lot.

How about you?

I slept great.

I guess you needed
to be alone, huh?

I guess I needed a drink.

Found 'em
in the honeymoon cabin.

A drink drink.

(sighs):
Oh, man.
(sighs)

I got mine, though.

Puked my guts out.

From these little bottles?

It wasn't the alcohol, man.

It was everything.

(birds chirping)

But you were clean
for so long.

Yeah, so chalk it up
to the ever-growing
list of failures, huh?

So, how you feeling now?

Now?

Yeah, now.

Now that the sun
is shining again

and the air smells fresh
and the birdies are chirping.

Now I feel...

okay.

Just okay?

You made it through
last night, didn't you?

I'm still here.

You battled your demons,
man, and you won.

I didn't win, Brandon.

Okay, so we'll call
it a tie, then.

But you got to stop
beating yourself up.

So who do I beat up?

My dad? My mom?

I know it's a real sore
spot for you, but...

your mom really let you down
this weekend, didn't she?

It's so damn old, man.

It's an old story with me.

I should've seen it coming.

I should never have
let my guard down.

You ever tell her
how you feel?

At this point,
what good would it do?

I don't know. I mean...

I'm not a shrink, but...

it seems to me that your parents
should be helping you.

Supporting you, loving you--
that's their job.

I just got to stop
expecting anything.

It's better to know
where you stand.

Well, I know where
you're standing now, bud.

You're standing next to me,

and I think we should take
advantage of the situation,

go find ourselves a trail
and take a hike

through this righteously
beautiful countryside.

What do you say?

DAVID:
It's a brand-new morning
here at Huck-a-Muck Lodge,

and as you can see,
some campers tend to be

less bright-eyed
and bushy-tailed than others.

We've heard tell
of some wild boar
living in these parts.

Give me a break, okay?

Oh, isn't it a little early
for this, David?

David, get out!

Haven't you people ever heard
of cinema verite?

(blows nose)

Steve, what are
you doing?

Leave me alone.

He's clearing his sinuses,
or so he claims.

It's true.
I am starving.

Let's order room service.
Oh, that'd be great.

I'll have bacon and
eggs and French toast

and a basket
of sweet rolls.

Oh! Make it two.

Why am I eating this?
Well, Brenda,

I think there's
some cheese left
in the mousetrap.

Ha-ha-ha.

God, it's gorgeous out.

(birds chirping)

Where's Brandon?

I don't know.
Where's the van?

(creatures chirping, squawking)

(laughs)

Yeah! Now, this
is more like it.

Feel better?
I don't know
what it is, man.

Sometimes I just lose
faith in myself, you know?

Yep.

Ow! Ow! Ow!

You all right, man?

Yeah. It's okay.

Come on. Let's go.

I wish I had

my hiking boots.

Whew!

(exhales)

Let's go up
to the peak up there.

The view's got to be incredible.

Yeah.

You know, it's like sometimes
I try to imagine my future,

and I just can't see anything.

I try not to look
too far ahead.

You know what they say:
"The future is now."

Man, this is beautiful!

Brandon!
Whoa!

Whoa!

(grunts)
Brandon!

DYLAN:
Brandon!

Where you at, man?

Answer me!

(strained grunt)

Brandon!

Dylan, get back, man.
The ledge is gonna go.

All right, man...
grab my hand.

I can't, man.
I can't let go.

(Brandon grunts)

DYLAN:
Come on, man. Just grab it.

Let's go.

You got to try.

Come on.

(grunts)

DYLAN:
Don't look down.

Don't look down.

Look up here. Right here.

Come on.

(panting)

Come on.

That's it.

DYLAN:
Stretch, damn it.

Come on.

(grunting):
All right, come on...

(panting, grunting)

Come on...

Okay, buddy,
just a little more.

(panting)

You all right, man?

Yeah, sure.
Solid as a rock.

(chuckles)
Yeah, tell me about it.

Man, I thought
my number was up.

Apparently not, thank God.

Thank you.

You're filthy.
You know that?

Yeah, I know.
Can't take me anywhere.

(both laugh)

(sighs)

Any message?

They haven't called
the office.

They said there've been
some rock slides

in the area
because of the rain.

But they're
probably fine.

Right?

Yeah, well, if they
don't get here soon,

I think I'm gonna die
from malnutrition.

(horn honks)

All right!
Here they are.

The van doesn't have
a scratch on it.

Where have you guys been?

Did you guys get
in an accident?

Were you mugged?
Did you get any food?

What's going on?
All of the above,
and none of the above.

Brandon,
what happened?

Nothing-- we were
just hanging out.

You lost a shoe.
Well, at least
I still have my foot.

Two feet,
and... two arms.

True. Two arms.

BOTH:
And a head.

But what...
I'll explain it
to you later, okay?

Hey, guys, come on.
What do you say we get
out of here already, huh?

Let's go.
Let's go.

Uh, Dylan...

I...
I know.

Listen, about last night...

No, hey, forget it.

Although you did have me scared
for a little while there.

Yeah, me, too, babe, me, too.

But I knew you'd be okay
since Brandon was with you.

Yeah.

(exhales)

Hey.

I'm sorry if I freaked
you guys out last night.

No. Don't apologize, really.

You gave us a lot
to think about.

Good luck with your
baby, and, um...

Hey, if it's a boy,
you could name it Dylan.

Well, he'd be
in some good company.

Take it easy.

Have a safe trip.

Well, we are jammin' now.

Yosemite, here we come!

Oh, we're stopping for
breakfast first, right?

Absolutely.
Good.

Otherwise, I was
gonna eat this van.

You guys, this is
finally starting to feel
like a vacation, huh?

Yeah, well, it started off rocky
there at first,

but whenever you leave L.A.,
it takes a few days to unwind.

Hmm, not for me.

(sighs)

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

Actually,
I'm incredibly okay.

Come here.

Mm!

DYLAN:
All right, you guys,

let's grab those bags
and dangle.

What?

Dangle?
Dangle?

How about a little of this?
Dangle it is!

(all shouting)