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Keep it, buddy.

(breathy): Brandon...

Brandon...

BRENDA: Brandon.

Get outta bed, pokey.

You don't want to be late for school, do you?

I can't believe the summer's over.

I was having the best dream.

You won't believe the nightmare I had last night.

Let me guess...

you showed up at school naked.

How did you know?

Well, it was either that or the one where

you have to take an exam you haven't studied for.

I had that one the night before.

Anxiety dreams, Bren.

What is there for me to be anxious about?

I mean, it's not like we're the new kids

on the block anymore.

The first day of school--

new classes, new teachers,

old boyfriends.

What does that have to do with going to school naked?

Right.

Relax. You were probably just tyring

to make a fashion statement.

♪ I thought I'd seen ♪

♪ Better days ♪

♪ In many ways ♪

♪ Learning to be on my own ♪

♪ And I have to say ♪

♪ Those better days ♪

♪ Have turned my heart ♪

♪ Turned into stone ♪

♪ But tonight, tonight ♪

♪ I've learned to fly ♪

♪ Higher than the stars in heaven that shine ♪

♪ I never thought that I would ever say ♪

♪ But tonight, tonight, she's with me ♪

♪ Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight... ♪

Remember last year,

we drove up here for the first time,

saw all these hot cars?

Yeah, I hate to speak ill of the dead,

but Mondale just did not quite cut it.

♪ In many ways ♪

♪ Learning to be on my own ♪

♪ And I have to say... ♪

Hey, Steve.

Nice shirt.

This old thing?

Hey, guys.

Are you all ready to buckle down?

God, I don't know if I can take another year of this.

Seems like the summer flew by so fast.

Don't they all?

Well Kel, last year at this time,

we were barely on speaking terms.

Ah, the good old days.

I've got a stomachache.

I always get a stomach ache on the first day of school.

Oh, I never do.

I puke the night before.

Ew!

Well, this is it, guys.

Back to the big house.

Open up those cell doors wide,

here we come.

DAVID (over PA): And don't forget, everybody:

Thursday is Hello Day,

the unofficial start of the new school year.

So have your songs and skits ready.

Winners get their names inscribed forever

on the West Beverly Wall of Shame.

♪ An enemy walking this lonely road ♪

I wish I was addicted to love.

Donna, be careful what you wish for.

Yeah, well, I'm getting a boyfriend this year.

Can we just not talk about guys for one second?

Let's do something for Hello Day.

No way. I am not getting up

in front of the whole school and singing some dumb song.

Kelly, it is not dumb, and where's your school spirit?

I'm not the performer type, okay?

Well, don't worry. We will carry you.

Won't we, Donna? Yeah, it'll be fun.

I mean after an entire summer in acting class,

we might as well try in front of an audience, right?

That's what I'm afraid of.

Scott, my man, when'd you get in?

Last night.

So, how was Oklahoma?

Pretty decent.

How was Beverly Hills?

It was cool. You know, barbecues, babes.

Did you score?

Not as such. Did you?

No.

So what's up with the hat?

What about it?

Well, isn't it a little big?

No, this is the way it's supposed to be.

It's a Stetson.

Oh.

Hey, I...

I brought back some stuff for you, too.

Really? You know I don't look so good in big hats.

No, here.

Ah.

Country-Western.

Yeah, C&W.

Some, some of it's really cool.

You should play some on your show.

Yeah.

Hi.

Hi.

First day of school and, uh, you're late.

So are you.

A political decision, or did you just oversleep?

Little bit of both, I guess.

Dylan McKay.

Emily Valentine.

New, but, uh, definitely not a freshman?

Transfer.

We just moved from Marin County.

You don't sound thrilled.

Oh, yeah.

I love smog, strip malls, traffic jams.

There is more to L.A. than that.

Like what?

The beach at sunrise...

Santa Ana winds...

Randy's Donuts.

(chuckles): Yeah, well,

maybe you can take me out for a cruller sometime.

How about now?

I don't think ditching the first day of school

is a good way to make a first impression.

How about tonight?

Great.

At my old school this would've fit.

Well, I guess all lockers are not created equal.

First day?

Yep.

Brandon Walsh.

Emily Valentine.

Hi.

Hi.

Well, don't worry. You'll get used to it.

If I did, anyone can.

You going my way?

I don't know.

Well, come on anyway. All right.

So, any survival tips?

Stay away from the meatloaf.

Any a little more relevant?

I wouldn't worry about it.

You're gonna love West Beverly.

I can tell already.

You're gonna fit in just fine.

About as well as your guitar.

Thanks a lot. I was just kidding.

Look, I actually know a place

where you can hide that if you want. Okay.

The West Beverly Blaze.

My home away from home.

You're a writer?

Sports editor.

My dad's a newspaperman.

That's why we moved here.

No kidding. He work for The Times?

Far too mainstream.

He founded a free press in the '60s,

and he's worked on every liberal rag

from Cambridge to Berkeley ever since.

So, ever get any free tickets to Raiders games?

Even if they did bail out on Oakland.

No, but I do have two press box seats

for West Beverly's exciting

practice scrimmage against Beverly Hills

tomorrow night. Wow.

You sure you don't want to save those babies for someone

really special? Brandon, we need to talk about

leads for your first story

because I have to push up the deadline.

You know, given it's the first week and all,

I want to get the paper out, so... Good morning, Andrea.

Sorry.

It's just I've been here since 7:00 a.m.

and I'm so wired.

I just want this year's paper

to be better than last year's, you know?

Maybe even award-winning.

Andrea, relax.

We have all year.

Right.

Um, you said you knew somewhere

I could stash this.

Oh, sorry.

Andrea Zuckerman, this is Emily, uh...

Valentine.

Emily Valentine.

Pleased to meet you.

You, too.

New?

BRANDON: I told her

she could stow her axe here.

It wouldn't fit in her locker.

Her axe?

Oh, yeah, right.

Sure, no problem.

So, are you interested

in working for the school paper?

Me?

I don't think so.

I hardly know my way around here yet.

Oh.

That's too bad.

No, I think we should do Motown.

Go as the Supremes... or the Pointer Sisters?

Nah, too old.

You listen to your mother's junk too much.

Why don't we do a show tune.

Something like, "Somewhere Over the Freeway."

Right, we'll dress up like Munchkins.

Oh, wait, I've got it!

You know that Robert Palmer song

that David was playing today,

"Addicted to Love."

We could do "Addicted to Sex."

Donna,

Hello Day is supposed to be a G-rated event.

Okay, um...

how about "Addicted to School"?

Coming from us?

Uh, no.

EMILY: How 'bout "Addicted to Clothes"?

That's perfect. Perfect.

(toilet flushes)

Hi.

Who are you?

The newest member of your group?

(bell rings)

Listen, B. I, uh, I gotta talk to you for a minute.

About something other than food?

Yeah.

Listen, you know me and Bren been kind of on again-off again.

You're kidding me?

What? Brenda, Dylan, Dylan, Brenda.

That's all I been hearing about all summer.

I don't wanna hear it anymore, all right?

Yeah, I know it's old news, but I got a date tonight

and I wanted to bring her by the Pit

and I wanted to make sure, you know, it wasn't gonna be weird.

Weird? Me?

Yeah.

Just outta curiosity, what kinda car do you drive?

Beemer.

Really. How 'bout you, Donna?

Beemer.

Oh, what a surprise.

KELLY: Like the kids

in San Francisco don't drive nice cars.

Especially Marin County.

I'm just giving you guys a hard time.

How 'bout you, Brenda, what do you got?

Porsche, Jag, Ferrari?

What is it?

Actually, I don't have a car.

No wheels?

I thought nobody walked in L.A.

Well, they do if they don't have a driver's license.

Thanks, Donna.

Brandon.

Emily. Hi.

You live here?

KELLY: You didn't know?

This is the home

of the Minnesota Twins.

You're kidding.

You and Brenda?

Yeah, I know, it's kinda hard

for me to believe, too.

Well, I don't want to interrupt genius here.

I gotta get ready for work. See ya.

I can't believe Brandon's your brother.

Yeah. Well, now that you know the whole family,

we're having a barbecue Wednesday night.

Why don't you join us?

Sure. I'd love to.

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Oh, yes, hello, Dylan.

I'm fine. Thank you.

Just a minute. I'll get him.

It's for Brandon.

I knew that.

You know, I met a guy named Dylan today.

Dylan McKay?

Yeah, I think so.

Porsche speedster?

Cute little scar on his right eyebrow?

Yeah, that would be him.

Haven't lost your touch, Walsh.

It's just like riding a bike, Nat.

Yeah, well, pedal faster. We're backing up.

Emily, Dylan.

Hey, man.

We gotta stop meeting like this.

Yeah. Uh, hey, look,

they're a couple of stools there.

Why don't you guys sit down?

I'll be with you in a second.

Do you know Brandon?

Doesn't everybody?

So, does this pretty new face have a name?

Hey, Nat.

I'd like to introduce Emily Valentine.

I hear you make the best burgers

and fries in town.

NAT: Oh, I like this girl.

Got a quarter for the jukebox?

Come on. It's on the house.

Come, come, come.

Dylan, when you said you were bringing somebody by,

I didn't realize you meant Emily.

So, what's the big deal?

I've got a date with her tomorrow night.

NAT: Hey, fellas!

You gotta watch out for this one.

You got a heartbreaker on your hands.

KELLY: Brenda, she said he had a cute scar.

What do you think is gonna happen?

Kelly, are you gonna do any homework this year?

Brenda, you better tell her about you and Dylan--

before something happens.

Kelly, I made up my mind.

We're seeing other people.

Brenda...

you're not.

DYLAN: Welcome to L.A.

Wow.

It's spectacular.

You're pretty spectacular, too.

Um... to be fair,

I think I should tell you that I just broke up with someone.

Mm-hmm.

We're not really broken up,

but we're not really together, either.

Mm-hmm.

I'm not looking for anything really heavy right now.

Who said anything was heavy?

(knocking)

Hey, Bren, guess who showed up at the Peach Pit tonight.

Brandon, I'm trying to study.

With Emily Valentine.

Who?

Dylan.

Well, Dylan is free to see whoever he wants.

You mean that?

Yes.

And I am not gonna be a jealous person.

Well, if you can handle it, so can I.

KELLY: Hello.

Kelly, it's me.

You were right about Emily.

She made the first move.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

What's up?

Look, I've really gotta go.

Could you cover me while I hit the head?

Sure. What do I have to do?

As soon as this cut's over, push this button.

As soon as it's over.

No sweat.

You're sure?

Yeah, I told you.

Go.

Okay.

I don't know if I can handle this.

I didn't think anything would happen this fast.

I almost called you at the Rapline last night.

Well, you know you always can.

I was so sure of myself.

I thought that I had it all figured out.

Look, there's not a lot you can do, Brenda.

I mean, you told Dylan to see other people,

and Emily can go out with anyone she wants.

I know, and I know you're right.

Besides, I mean, it's not like it's anything serious.

She's going out with a lot of guys.

In fact, she has a date with Brandon tonight.

She has?

Yeah.

Well, where are they going?

Hey, Corvette.

How is my funny Valentine?

Lost.

Do you know where the tech room is?

Voila.

Well, I was close.

You know, in some cultures,

if a guy helps a lost girl,

they're romantically linked for life.

Oh, yeah? You know,

I read Margaret Mead last year,

but I musta missed that chapter.

Well, thanks.

Did you see that?

I don't believe this.

I do.

KELLY: You know, there's a name

for a girl like that.

Ladies.

ALL Slut.

♪ Love... ♪

♪ ... keeps breaking my heart, tearing me apart... ♪

What the hell are you doing?

Great song, huh?

All I asked you to do

was push one little button.

(sighs)

If anyone can name that tune, pizza's on me.

(microphone squeals)

What're you trying to do, ruin my reputation?

Not everyone has your taste, David.

The whole school does.

I'm a taste-maker.

Oh, yeah. I forgot.

Now that you hang out with Kelly Taylor,

you're Fred Cool. You know,

it's Joe Cool, and I'm not that.

and this has nothing to do with Kelly Taylor.

You hijacked my show, and that's not cool.

(schoolbell ringing)

Mmm. Those are good.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, guys.

Room for one more?

It's a big lawn.

Listen, uh, I know we were supposed

to rehearse this afternoon, but,

I hate to bail, but I forgot I have a doctor's appointment.

KELLY: Are you okay?

Yeah. My mother's

taking me to the gynecologist.

I'm going on the pill.

Your mother?

You're kidding.

Well, I have two older sisters that weren't

so smart, so by the time it got to me,

I guess she figured better safe than sorry.

Smart move.

Excuse me.

Dylan!

We need to talk.

About what?

About Emily Valentine.

What about her?

Are you going to see her again?

I don't know. Maybe.

Did you know that she was going out with Brandon tonight?

Bren, why don't you just knit her a scarlet letter?

Just forget about it.

Glad to.

I can't win with you, Brenda.

What the hell do you want from me?

I mean, first of all you cut me loose.

You make this big production

about how we ought to see other people, so I did.

And now you're throwing it back in my face.

Look, I didn't think it would happen that fast.

It seemed like forever to me.

So, tell me, Dylan, why are you really going out with her?

Because you like her or because...

Because what?

Because she'll sleep with you.

You can't have it both ways, Bren.

The fact of the matter is, you gave up any right

to ask me questions

about my sex life

when you decided you didn't want to be a part of it.

He didn't actually say he slept with her.

And he didn't say he didn't.

I mean, don't you guys see?

I wouldn't sleep with him so he found somebody that would.

Brenda, calm down.

You're jumping to conclusions.

DAVID: Last song of the day, folks,

and I want to dedicate it to the hottest girl in the halls.

I don't know if I can take another year of this.

I don't know your name, beautiful one,

but I hear you ride a mean bike.

Who's he talking about?

Emily Valentine rides a motorcycle.

Well, I guess you're not

David Silver's primo fantasy anymore, Kel.

I'm devastated.

♪ ...all these things I've tried... ♪

This guy talking about me?

It sounds like you've inherited the David Silver Fan Club.

Should I be flattered?

Yeah, Emily.

I guess all the guys are lining up for you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Have a good time at the gynecologist.

♪ In the morning of your heart's way... ♪

What's with her?

♪ Looking up, I see your eyes...♪ Emily,

Brenda's been going out with Dylan McKay for almost a year.

Oh, God.

♪ ...with you was my best friend... ♪

He told me he was just coming off a relationship,

but he didn't say with who.

Now you know.

♪ And everything that went before... ♪

Listen, I... I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened.

Turns out some kids actually like that kind of music.

Really?

I, I told you.

Don't let it happen again.

Okay.

So you wanna come over tonight?

I'd love to, but, um,

I'm supposed to have dinner with my dad

and Kelly and her mom.

It's kind of a big deal.

Well, maybe tomorrow then,

'cause I brought back something else from Oklahoma.

Something really explosive.

BRENDA: So, it's your turn tonight, huh?

Yup.

Doesn't it bother you that she went out with Dylan?

Nope.

And what would you say

if I told you little Miss Popularity was on the pill?

I'd say that that's her business.

Look, Brandon, I just think that you should be careful.

No, Brenda, I think you should be careful.

What's the matter with you?

Now you're trying to stir things up.

Look, I like Emily and I'm gonna go out.

I'm gonna have a good time with her tonight.

Fine. Go. Have a great time.

I will.

(sighs)

EMILY: Let's see. We lived in Cambridge till I was four,

then we moved to Madison, then Sa... no, then Eugene,

then Santa Fe, then Tiburon

and then here.

You must be getting pretty used to it by now.

No, you never get used to it.

There's nothing worse than the first week at a new school.

Except the first week at a new school in Beverly Hills.

(laughing)

Actually, I'd say you're doing just fine.

I was, till I broke

the 11th commandment:

thou shall not go out with Brenda Walsh's boyfriend.

That's my fault.

I was the one who told her.

It's not your fault, Brandon, and it's not Dylan's.

It's not mine either.

If Brenda had a problem

she should have said something to me.

She didn't really have a chance. Things happened kind of fast.

So I like guys. So guys like me.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing.

Well, this is it.

What do you think?

It's incredible.

I've been driven to a lot of makeout spots,

but I gotta tell you, L.A. takes the prize.

You think I just brought you here to make out?

Didn't you?

Well, not completely.

Good.

♪ Still I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before ♪

♪ Love you like I've never been hurt before... ♪

Oh, Brandon, there's something I gotta tell you

in the not-playing-games department.

What's that?

♪ Love you like I've never been hurt before... ♪

I came here last night, with Dylan.

♪ Your stubborn independence remind me of... ♪

Well, I guess I'm losing points

in the originality department, aren't I?

That's okay.

You can make up for it in other areas.

♪ I know you want to be alone ♪

♪ But I start out talking on the phone ♪

♪ And I finally left my carry-on bag behind me ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before ♪

♪ Love you like I've never been hurt before... ♪

Yo, D, you got a minute? Sure.

You know, I went out with Emily last night.

I know.

And I kind of dig her. And I think she kind of digs me.

Well, congratulations. You guys getting married?

No, I just want to know how serious things got between you two, that's all.

Well, if everything's so great, what're you worried about me for?

Well, I don't know. I just want to know where I stand.

Do you remember the last time you asked me about a girl?

Yes, I do.

And you also remember that I warned you

if you did it again, I'd get a free shot?

I remember.

I meant it, you know. I know.

In that case, are you sure

you want to continue this conversation?

Yeah,

just not the nose.

What do you want to know, Walsh?

Did you sleep with her, man?

No.

Satisfied?

Yes.

Good.

All right, go ahead, free shot.

Not worth it.

SCOTT: Black cats, M-80s, Roman candles.

What do you think?

I hate fireworks.

Since when?

We used to do this all the time.

But that's when we were nine

and I used to play with G.I. Joes.

Okay, you're right. So it's kid stuff.

But look at this.

It's a .22.

My grandfather bought it for me in Tulsa.

Pretty cool, huh?

Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

This baby can take out a bird's eye at 500 yards.

Fascinating.

It's even more accurate with a calibrated scope.

What the hell are you doing?

Check it out.

Have you lost your mind?!

Want to try?

No, I don't.

What's the matter?

I know what I'm doing.

I just don't find this all very amusing.

Aw, come on.

We're just having some fun.

Well, I'm not.

I'll see ya around the corral, pardner.

All right, who called for another rare one?

I did.

JIM: Here you go, I'll bet.

I can't believe she came.

Why not? All of her boyfriends are here.

Hey, did you bring your guitar?

Yeah, I did. It's in the living room.

Well, go get it. We could use some music around here.

Okay.

Oh, great. A hootenanny.

BRANDON: Brenda.

Oh, excuse me. I didn't mean to be rude.

Yes, you did.

In fact, it seems like you're going out of your way

to be rude to me, Brenda.

Well, Em, why don't you just go get your guitar

and bring it back in here and we'll all gather around and swoon.

Hey, you're the one that invited me to this party, remember?

If you want me to leave, just ask.

I'll be happy to oblige.

BRENDA: Oh, and disappoint your fans?

I wouldn't dream of it.

Brenda.

Dylan, stay out of it.

This is between me and Emily.

Geez, this isn't Beverly Hills. It's Knots Landing.

When I got to school they should have given me a score card

instead of a class schedule,

so I could keep track of everyone's boyfriend.

Oh, yeah, like that would have made any difference.

Oh, grow up, Brenda.

You, of all people, should know what it's like

to be the new kid in school.

All I was trying to do was make friends.

I shouldn't have bothered.

Emily, come on.

(door closing)

You happy now?

CINDY: I've never seen you behave like that before.

What did this girl do that's so awful?

She's going out with Dylan, okay?

I thought she was going out with Brandon?

She is. She's very busy.

I don't think you're being fair.

Mom, if you could see her in action.

I mean, I've never seen someone move that fast.

Well, she doesn't seem like that kind of girl to me.

The other day, when she was over here, she was so friendly.

I think she's just trying to fit in.

Oh, she's friendly all right, very friendly.

In fact, I'm sure all the boys at West Beverly

she'll make very, very happy.

Brenda, just put yourself in her place.

Last year you were the new girl at school.

Yes, Mom, I know.

It's just every single time I think

of Dylan and Emily together, I can't stand it.

Oh, Brenda.

She doesn't love him, Mom.

Do you?

I miss him.

A lot?

So much.

Then maybe you should be with him.

I can't believe you're saying this

after everything that's happened.

I mean, what would Dad say?

He'd say he wants you to be happy, too.

(knocking)

Brandon, don't hate me.

I don't.

Well, good night.

DAVID: Up on the left.

Oh, and uh, sound check in ten minutes, okay?

(feedback)

What am I forgetting?

That this is supposed to be fun?

No, it's not fun until it's over.

Right now it's a mess.

Hi, Kel.

Where's Emily?

After last night, I don't think she's gonna show.

Perfect.

Cancel "Addicted to Clothes."

We're not going on.

What?

You can't do this to me.

I'm gonna bomb up here.

You guys are the best act we've got.

Forget it, David.

Without Emily Valentine, we don't even have an act.

Oh, oh, that's great.

You know what this means?

That I've gotta close with Janey Thurman

and the Dancing Soda Cans.

Thanks. Thanks a lot, guys.

You know, I don't blame her.

You were pretty awful.

Look, you guys, I know.

But what should I do now?

Find her. Apologize.

And if that doesn't work, beg.

Emily, wait.

Oh, look, if it isn't the president

of the West Beverly Welcoming Committee.

Okay, I deserve that.

And anything else you want to say about me.

I don't have anything to say to you, Brenda.

Look, Emily... I'm sorry.

I don't know what got into me last night.

Can't we just forget about everything and start over?

Can't you give me another chance?

Yeah, right.

You know the really lousy thing is, Brenda,

I liked you.

And so I opened up and I was honest,

but you turned that against me.

The next time you call someone a slut,

maybe you should get your facts straight.

Emily, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it like that.

No, you think I sleep around.

Well, I don't.

For your information, I'm a virgin.

Then why are you on the pill?

I want to be prepared if and when the time comes.

I'm sorry. I got the wrong idea.

I totally jumped to conclusions.

You thought I slept with Dylan.

Yes.

You really think

I could have done that and gone out with your brother

the next night?

No, I mean, yes. Emily, I'm sorry.

What else do you want me to say?

I don't know.

Please, even if you can't stand me,

that doesn't mean you can't hang with Kelly and Donna.

Oh, right.

I'll be the Fourth Musketeer.

It's not like that at all.

As a matter of fact,

after the way I behaved last night,

if I don't get you on stage,

neither of them are gonna talk to me again.

Besides, how can you disappoint a horde of drooling freshmen?

(kids cheering)

We were gonna do a sendup called "Addicted to Clothes."

but it promoted your basic stereotype

of what life is like in Beverly Hills

instead of what's really important.

So we thought for you freshmen out there,

it might be better to do something a little more real,

a little closer to the heart.

Okay, hit it.

♪ Dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Breaking up is hard to do ♪

♪ Don't take your love away from me ♪ ♪ Dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪ ♪ Don't you leave my heart in misery ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum-dee-dum, dee-do ♪ ♪ If you go, then I'll be blue ♪

♪ 'Cause breaking up is hard to do ♪

♪ Remember when you held me tight? ♪ ♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ And you kissed me all through the night? ♪ ♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum, dee-dum, dee-do ♪ ♪ Think of all that we've been through ♪

♪ Breaking up is hard to do ♪

♪ They say that breaking up is hard to do ♪

Pretty talented, huh?

Yeah, she's got a pretty good voice, I guess.

But can she write?

Oh, Andrea...

♪ I wish that we were making up again ♪

♪ I beg of you ♪ ♪ Dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Don't say good-bye ♪ ♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Can we give our love a brand-new try? ♪

♪ Comma-comma-dum, dee-dum, dee-do ♪

♪ Come on, let's start anew ♪

♪ 'Cause breaking up is hard to do ♪

♪ They say that breaking up is...♪

Hi.

Hey.

The show's great.

Yeah.

I really liked the Dancing Soda Cans.

I'm surprised you didn't shoot them off a fence.

(laughs)

Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday.

I didn't know the rifle'd weird you out.

You sure did change this summer.

I just went away for vacation.

I didn't change that much.

Well, maybe I did.

I know.

You're a big man around here now, and, and I'm still a geek.

You're not a geek.

Maybe we can hang out next week.

Yeah.

I'll-I'll call you.

Yeah.

Scott?

Yeah?

Cool it with the guns, will ya?

Okay.

♪ I beg of you ♪ ♪ Dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪

♪ Comma, comma, dum-doobee-do-dum-dum ♪ ♪ Don't say good-bye ♪

♪ Can we give our love a brand new try? ♪

♪ Comma-comma-dum, dee-dum, dee-do ♪

♪ Come on, baby, let's start anew ♪

♪ 'Cause breaking up is hard to do ♪

♪ Breaking up is hard to do. ♪

We were awesome.

Did you hear that applause?

It was so cool. I loved being up there.

Oh, great. She's bitten.

We're all in trouble now.

It's incurable, you know.

So what're you guys gonna go do?

I'm supposed to meet my mom.

Oh, my God, I'm totally late.

I'm baby-sitting.

I'll drop you off.

Okay.

Emily, thank you. You were great.

You guys were great, too.

How 'bout you, Brenda?

What are you gonna do tonight?

Oh, I don't know.

I thought I'd go home, watch some TV, study.

You know, I think

Knot's Landing is on tonight.

(chuckles)

Brenda, I know

it's none of my business, but I'm gonna say it anyway.

What?

He's a helluva guy.

Whatever you've got,

don't throw it away.

Thanks.

Dylan, can we start over?

From where?

The beginning, middle, where we left off?

I don't know.

After everything I went through, I got scared.

I needed time to think things out.

So, what'd you come up with?

That I missed you.

That I needed you.

What we've got is much more than just physical.

Bren, I'm not here because of that.

I never was.

I'm here because I love you.

I love you, too.

Nothing happened with me

and Emily.

I mean, I kissed her,

but that's it.

Dylan, you were right.

It's none of my business.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything that I put you through.

Whatever it took you to get you here, it was worth it.

I missed this.

Yeah, me, too.