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Mom, what are you doing?

Oh, I was just remembering how sweet it was

to hold a baby in my arms, that's all.

Yeah, I was kind of cute, wasn't I?

But that was a long time ago.

I know. Don't remind me.

I'm too old for this.

You're going to the doctor today, aren't you?

Yes, as if I need him to confirm what every

home pregnancy test on the market has already told me.

What does Mel have to say about all this?

Want your eggs scrambled or fried?

Is there a reason why you're not answering me?

What?

Mel-- how is he taking all this?

He doesn't know.

What?

Kelly, he doesn't want any more children.

All he can talk about is how happy he is

that you and David are nearly grown

so that we can enjoy ourselves.

Yeah, but you still have to tell him.

Kelly, it's not that easy.

Why not?

I mean, he doesn't want a baby, you don't want a baby.

Why don't you just tell him that you're taking care of it?

DONNA: Valentine's Day is

my absolute favorite holiday.

It is? That's not what you said last year.

Well, it is now. (giggles)

So, what are and David doing? Any big plans?

I don't know.

David said something about dinner with his Dad.

Oh. That sounds romantic.

Yeah, not.

So, what about you guys?

He won't tell me.

It's a surprise.

Oh, Dylan, come on.

Nope.

Okay, let me guess.

Dinner. No.

Dancing.

Stop guessing.

I'm not telling you till Valentine's Day.

Dylan, come on. Just one clue, please?

Okay.

Um... we'll be lying down.

Lying down like in a bed?

Maybe.

Sounds sexy.

Come on. That's not enough of a clue.

Yes, it is.

See ya.

So, Kelly, what do you think?

About what?

About me and Dylan.

What do you think he has planned for Valentine's Day?

I don't know, Bren.

And I hate to break it to you, but I really don't care.

Well, excuse me.

Kelly, hi.

I wanted to talk to you about Valentine's Day.

Uh, since my dad and I are coming over for dinner,

and it is Valentine's Day and all,

would you mind if I brought, uh, Donna over?

Oh, David, that's so sweet.

No, it's not all right.

Uh, sorry.

Kelly, lighten up.

I don't even know

if there's going to be a dinner, okay?

Look, I got to go start my show.

I'll, uh, see you guys later.

You know, Kelly, I'm really tired of you being mean to David

all the time for no reason.

Donna, I have my reasons, believe me.

What then? What is it?

'Cause if you don't have a reason,

you should just get off his back.

Look, I don't want to talk about it.

Not even to us?

Not to anyone.

Kelly, come on, you can talk to us.

We're your best friends, remember?

Right.

If you can't trust us, who can you trust?

Okay, but you guys have to promise

not to tell anyone, and I mean it.

Cross my heart. Me, too, it's crossed.

David's father and my mother...

I can't believe this is happening.

What?

They're always harping on us to be so careful.

No.

Yeah.

What?

Donna, my mom's pregnant.

Oh, my God.

Don't forget, West Beverly faces off against Beverly tonight.

The game starts at 8:00, and we're hoping

it's a St. Valentine's Day massacre, so be there.

(soft music playing)

Hi, I have to talk to you.

Oh, yeah, me, too.

Listen, about Valentine's Day...

I'm sorry Kelly was so weird.

It's all right.

She probably sensed something's up.

Yeah.

What do you mean?

Can you keep a secret?

'Course.

My dad told me he's planning on asking Kelly's mom

to marry him

on Valentine's Day.

Oh, wow, that is so romantic.

Especially under the circumstances.

What circumstances?

Come on, David, don't play dumb.

Kelly already told me about the baby.

The baby?

Wait a second.

You don't know?

Know what?

(sighs) Oh, God.

Forget it, David, forget I said a word.

No, no, no, Donna, tell me. What's going on?

I can't tell you. I promised.

Kelly will kill me.

Come on, Donna, I'm your boyfriend.

Okay, but you have to swear this didn't come from me.

You can trust me.

Kelly's mom is pregnant.

What?

Well, that's probably why your dad is asking her to marry him.

No, no way.

There must be some sort of misunderstanding.

Oh, God, I knew I shouldn't have said anything.

Donna, that can't be true.

My dad would've told me about something like this.

Maybe, except for one thing.

What's that?

Maybe your dad doesn't know.

So what do you think, special man?

Is it proper to give a friend a Valentine?

I mean, if I give Kelly a card,

she's gonna think I'm interested.

You are interested.

Yeah, all right, I'm interested,

but only if she's interested first.

I don't want her to think I'm pining away for her.

Then don't send her one.

Then she'll think I don't care.

You know? You know.

You know.

That's the Racing Form, isn't it?

Mm-hmm, the only paper that gives true meaning

to the words "news that you can use".

Can I look at it?

Sure.

I've never looked at one of these before.

Wow.

Someone hit the Pick Six and won $320,000?

What's a Pick six?

It's when you pick six winners on the same day.

Have you ever done that before?

(laughing): Only in my dreams.

(laughs)

Wow, you can actually read this?

Sure.

See over here?

This tells you all the horses in today's card at the track.

It tells you the horse,

the owner, the trainer, the jockey,

How well they did in their last few races;

everything you need to know to make your pick.

Or you can forget about all this

and pick one out of the air.

Let's see, uh...

Since I can't make heads or tails of this,

I think I will take the "thin air" approach,

and I like this one.

The number three in the eighth race.

Hmm...

Oh, that doesn't look too good.

It's kind of a long shot.

Yeah, but that means you can win big, right?

Mm. Maybe.

You see, 'cause these horses...

What's going on guys?

Oh, I'm just helping Nat pick a horse.

What do you know about horse racing, Andrea?

Nothing.

I just like the name of the horse.

Andrea, you can't pick a horse by the name.

It's just a feeling, all right?

Nat, would you please explain to this girl

that picking a horse is a statistical science.

Sometimes.

I had a girlfriend once, used to do the same thing.

She would pick a winner every time.

Of course, I never listened to her.

(laughs)

Take the three on the eighth race, Nat.

It's coming in loud and clear.

Well, I learned my lesson,

never to argue with a woman's intuition.

What's the name of this horse, anyway?

Lovesick.

Hi, Arlene.

David, hello. How are you?

Fine. Uh, is my dad here?

You know, David,

I can't believe how you've grown.

Arlene, you saw me three weeks ago.

Really?

Well, you must have shot up three inches since then.

(chuckles)

Is my dad busy? I really need to talk to him.

He always has time to see you.

Go on in.

Thanks.

Hi, Dad.

David, what a great surprise.

Come on in.

I didn't expect to see you

till Valentine's Day dinner at Jackie's.

Yeah, well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Uh, is everything okay?

Yeah, it couldn't be better.

Here, look at this.

I picked it up this morning.

What do you think?

I know it's kind of extravagant,

but if anybody's worth it, Jackie is, right?

Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

David, I know this is all kind of sudden,

but ...you'll see.

Before you know, we'll be one big happy family.

Yeah, One big happy big family.

David, is something bothering you?

I don't know. Should there be?

Well, I know this can't be easy for you.

(chuckles)

Here I am going on about rings,

and you're facing a whole new change.

Just remember one thing:

I'm here for you first and foremost.

You can always come to me.

I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

This is what I want, David.

It's making me very happy.

I guess I'm happy, too.

Good.

Donna, how could you?!

Well, see, I thought David knew,

and... and I guess I let it slip.

But I told you it was a secret.

I know, but...

I thought I could trust you.

How could you do this to me?

I didn't mean to, it just came out.

How could something this important,

this confidential just come out?

Well, when he said his dad was planning on

asking your mom to marry him,

I just assumed.

What?

Oh.

Well, see, that's why this dinner is such a big deal.

Mel's planning on proposing on Valentine's Day.

Isn't that incredibly romantic?

Oh, my God.

This is so much worse than I ever imagined.

Look, I know I shouldn't have said anything, but watch,

everything will be fine.

They'll get married, live happily ever after

and no one's ever going to find out about any of this.

I promise.

So, what would you say if I told you

that a certain mother of a certain friend of ours,

who's going out with a certain father

of a certain friend of ours, is pregnant?

Who?

Take a wild guess.

CINDY: Jackie and Mel?

Well, you didn't hear it from me.

I don't believe it. I'll say.

I mean, Jackie's pushing 40 at least, right.

Dad, she's been pushing it for a while.

Anyway, Kelly is really freaked out.

I'd be freaked out, too, if Mom was pregnant.

I wouldn't. I'd like it.

A baby in the house, you remember that Jim?

Bite your tongue.

I mean, dealing with all those dirty diapers

and sleepless nights at our age?

Well, maybe I should give Jackie a call.

No, Mom, you can't.

Look, it's a secret.

I mean, I promised Kelly that I wouldn't say anything.

So you came straight home and told us?

No, I didn't. Mom guessed.

Right.

Well, it's not exactly the kind of secret

that can be kept for very long,

if you know what I mean.

Well, I just hope it works out.

Brandon, um...

did Dylan say anything about

what we're doing for Valentine's Day?

Maybe.

Well, I think that you should tell me.

I can't, Bren.

When my friends tell me to keep my mouth shut, I do.

Brandon.

I can't.

A promise is a promise.

Come on, just tell me one thing,

is it something really romantic?

Brandon, come on.

JACKIE: How could you have let this happen?

I told you it was a secret.

Mom, they're my best friends.

I didn't know that Donna was gonna tell David.

You know, Kelly,

I thought you were mature enough

for me to share things with you.

I guess I was wrong.

Mom, I'm sorry, okay?

But you're gonna have to tell Mel eventually.

Yeah, I was gonna have to tell Mel.

I didn't expect that he would hear it

through the West Beverly High School grapevine.

Mom, come on.

Donna may have told David,

but that does not necessarily mean that David told Mel.

I can't stand it.

You mean, you told Donna, Donna told David,

and David told Mel?

This is becoming a farce.

Look, there's more to it, okay?

Of course there is.

Mom, Mel wants to marry you.

What?

David told Donna that he's planning on

asking you tomorrow night.

Kind of like a Valentine's present.

Oh, my God.

This is worse than I thought.

What's the matter?

I thought this would make you happy.

Isn't this what you've wanted all along?

Of course not.

Don't you see, Kelly?

The only reason Mel's asking me to marry him now

is because he thinks he has to.

Mom, that's ridiculous.

No, it's not.

You don't know him.

This is all my fault.

No, it's not.

It's my fault.

I got myself into this mess,

and I'm going to get myself out of it.

Hey, Nat.

Hey, I've been waiting for you guys all day.

Check this out, Lovesick came in.

What?

Your girlfriend's horse paid 15 to one.

She's not my girlfriend, Nat, okay?

Yeah, well, maybe you should reconsider.

Hi, all.

Andrea.

Hey, Lady Luck, come in.

Sodas on the house.

Oh, what's this?

Your horse came in.

Lovesick?

That's great. Did you bet on her, Nat?

You bet I bet on her.

And she paid very handsomely.

Do it again.

Oh, I can't.

I don't know anything about this.

Well, just do what you did the first time.

Use your basic instincts.

Nat, she doesn't have any instincts.

This is Andrea Zuckerman.

It's "just the facts, ma'am."

No easy money here, pal. Nah.

Wait a minute.

Ooh, that's it baby. Come on.

Come on, feel it, baby, mm-hmm.

She's got something.

Yeah, a guess.

Oh, come on, give her a break.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

No, I thought it was something, but it's nothing.

Aw, shucks.

Wait.

This is it.

The third race. Number five, Unrequited.

I'm beginning to sense a pattern starting to form here.

First Lovesick, now Unrequited?

It's a feeling, that's all.

Good girl.

Excuse me, I have a call to make.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Taylor,

but you don't have an appointment.

This is personal.

But you still have to wait.

I don't have time to wait.

Wait a minute! You can't go in there.

You can't go in there!

Hello, Mel.

I'm sorry, Dr. S., but I couldn't stop her.

It's all right, Arlene, this is Jackie.

The Jackie?

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh, I'm so embarrassed.

Go right ahead, don't mind me.

Jackie, this is a surprise.

Are you all right? Is anything wrong?

Mel, I know you know.

Know what?

I know what you're doing, Mel,

and I appreciate it, really I do.

But I can't let you go through with it. What are you talking about?

Valentine's Day dinner, for starters, it's off.

You came all the way down here to cancel a dinner party?

Couldn't you have done that

on the phone?

I'm in the middle of a root canal.

Well, this won't take long.

I'm letting you off the hook. You should be thanking me.

What hook? It's all over, Mel.

I won't let you marry me

out of some sense of obligation.

Jackie, what are you talking about?

Oh, come on, Mel, it's no secret

that you don't want any more children.

Admit it. Well, I...

No, I've made up my mind.

I thought about this long and hard,

and I believe in a woman's right to choose, I really do.

But this is the only choice for me.

I have to keep this baby.

Baby? You're gonna have

a baby? It's okay, you don't have to pretend

for my sake. I know you know.

That's why I came as soon as I could. Jackie.

Mel, please, just let me finish.

This isn't easy for me, either.

But I've made my decision.

I don't think we should see each other anymore.

What?!

I won't ask you for child support,

I won't make any demands on your time or your checkbook.

I'm going to do this myself.

I'm sorry it had to work out this way, but that's it.

Jackie... No.

I've made up my mind.

I love you, Mel, but I'm sorry.

It's over.

Did you hear that?

I'm gonna have a baby.

Congratulations.

Come on, Dylan.

What are we doing for Valentine's Day?

You're driving me crazy.

That's the general idea.

All Brandon would tell me

is that it's something very romantic.

(chuckles) It is.

Then give me some details.

Come on, another hint. Something.

Okay.

It's red, and it's warm.

You're giving me a sweater?

No, it's a little more intimate than that.

Red flannel lingerie?

Funny.

No, it's closer to your heart.

Red, warm and close to my heart.

I don't have a clue.

Good.

I don't believe it.

She did it again.

It's a lucky guess.

No way.

This girl's got something

very special. Hmm. Maybe she does.

Well, there's only one way to find out for sure.

Test it.

How?

Well, uh, we go to the track.

Andrea picks the horses, Nat places the bets.

No way, I'm not gonna make bets for minors.

I could get arrested.

Oh, come on, this is fun.

I've never been to the track before.

Me, either.

Well, that settles it.

What do you say we each throw in a hundred bucks?

I don't have that kind of money.

Okay, $50.

No, I'm not gonna take your money.

Come on, Nat. 25 bucks.

What's the big deal?

All right.

You're on. We'll go tomorrow.

In fact it's Hat Day.

But don't tell anybody.

BRANDON: Outstanding.

I told him, and he just stood there.

What'd you expect him to do?

I don't know.

He didn't even try and stop me.

(sighs) Well...

maybe it is better off this way.

How could I have let this happen?

I've been wondering the same thing myself.

Yeah, well... it happened.

Time to move on.

Mom...

why are you going through with this when you don't have to?

I told you already.

It's not that easy.

What, you're just going to lose Mel?

He's the first guy you've met in years

who actually cares about you

and who you might even love,

all that just so you can have a baby

you don't even want?

Kelly, it's my baby.

It's a part of me.

I just

can't... I can't just get rid of it.

Why not?

You've never had an abortion.

Have you?

Yeah.

When?

When you were about ten years old.

I was partying all the time, and...

I'm embarrassed to admit I barely even knew the father.

For me, it was the right thing to do.

When I was little, I always used to want

a little brother or a little sister.

I wished for it all the time.

Whenever I threw a penny into a fountain

or blew out a candle.

Well, sweetie, it looks like you got your wish.

ANNOUNCER (over PA): Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to Santa Anita Park.

This afternoon's main track is listed as fast,

and the turf course is firm.

We now have some changes...

Thank you. Thank you. Have a great day, too.

In the first race, number seven

will now be ridden by Corey Nakatani.

ANDREA: Wow!

So majestic!

That's why they call it "the sport of kings."

So, Andrea, what do you think?

Anything brewing?

Nothing. No clue.

What, no vibes?

That's okay-- we have all day.

(trumpet plays "Call to Post")

(neighs)

Remember asking me about the Pick Six?

Yeah.

See that guy over there?

He's the expert.

He's done it.

Twice.

No kidding?

Yeah. Hey, Duke!

Nat!

Where you been hiding yourself, pal?

How them horses supposed to know they crossed the finish line

if they don't see you standing there waiting for 'em, huh?

I want you to meet some friends of mine.

That's Brandon, Andrea and Steve.

This is my old pal, Duke Weatherill.

Best handicapper

this side of Aqueduct.

Nah, I'm just lucky. So, you out here

for the sun or for the money?

The money. The money.

Me, too, guys.

Little girl's got a knack.

Yeah? Who do you like in this one, sweetheart?

Um, the seven horse.

Seven horse. Yeah. What do you think?

Grande Amour.

Just shipped in from Argentina.

Eight to one.

Grande Amour.

That means... "Big Love."

(sighs) Very good, Steve.

So, it's another in the series.

First Lovesick,

then, uh, Unrequited, now...

Grande Amour.

Sounds like a bet to me.

Nice to have met you.

See you at the finish line.

Good luck. Bye.

Hi.

Twice in two days, David?

(laughs) Is this getting to be

a regular thing? My dad called me and said he needed to talk

to me-- it sounded kind of important. Well, go on in.

He's got a minute between a root canal and an extraction.

You know...

I think you grew again.

(chuckles)

Hey, Dad.

What are you doing?

Just trying to figure out how I messed my life up.

What's wrong?

I just can't figure it out.

What?

Jackie broke up with me, David.

What?!

She just marched in here yesterday and ended it.

But why?

Well, because...

I don't know if I can soften the blow on this one.

Maybe I shouldn't even be telling you.

Jackie is pregnant.

I already know that.

How do you know?

It's really complicated.

Kelly told you?

No, not Kelly.

Donna.

Donna?

Donna told... How did Donna know?

It's a long story.

I'm sure it is.

David, you could have told me.

I thought you already knew and you didn't want to tell me.

I would tell you something like that, David.

It probably doesn't matter, anyway.

She's having this baby, and I'm out of the picture.

Somehow, she's gotten it into her head

that the only reason I want to marry her

is because she's pregnant.

Do you know something about that?

I guess that's kind of my fault.

Your fault? You see,

I told Donna about the ring because I was real excited.

And then Donna probably told Kelly,

and Kelly told Jackie and Brenda,

and Brenda told the Walshes...

Stop!

I'm sorry, Dad.

I didn't mean to mess anything up.

I know.

It's not your fault.

So what are you gonna do?

(sighs)

If all else fails?

Beg.

ANNOUNCER: They turn for home, and it's Allie's Knee on the lead,

but Grande Amour is now coming with a strong run

down at the rail... (cheering, shouting)

Eileen Four is not doing enough, and it's Grande Amour

now doing best of all at the rail.

Grande Amour and Allie's Knee, those two

are gonna fight it out, but Grande Amour

is going to go on to win it!

(cheering, laughing) Yes! Yes!

(laughter continues)

Oh!

Andrea! You're incredible!

Oh, man!

That makes three in a row.

God, Andrea, you're incredible.

You know, I always knew you were smart,

but this is outrageous.

I can't believe it, either.

Nice going, little lady.

Ah, that was very well done.

I'm going to the cashier myself.

And I'm with ya. All right.

Come on, Andrea, tell us, how are you doing this, really?

I don't know, it's just this feeling that comes over me.

It's... kind of scary, actually.

Scary? What are you, nuts? You're making us rich!

I don't know if I can do it again.

I don't even know what it is I'm doing.

Well, just don't overanalyze it.

Just-just go with it, you know?

Find that Zen and-and... cruise.

Breathe through your eyes.

Let's go. Bet, bet, bet...

Bet, b-bet, b-bet...

(doorbell chimes)

Oh, it's you.

Hi, Kel.

Is your mother here? Mel, please, just go away.

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

I've made up my mind. Well, I haven't.

Well, it's not your decision to make, it's mine.

I'm going to have this baby, whether you like it or not.

(door closes)

What is her problem?

Her hormones are in flux, Mel.

I think it has a little bit to do with being pregnant.

Well, I wish you would talk some sense into her.

Oh, and what would you like me to say?

Tell her... tell her that I don't want to lose her.

You know, you have a lot of nerve coming here.

You walk in, you sweep her off her feet,

and then because the two of you can't keep your pants on,

my whole life is about to fall apart.

How could you let this happen?

We made a mistake.

It was stupid.

We should have been more careful.

Your words are cheap now, all right?

Kelly, I love her.

Then send her a Valentine.

But then again, I guess you already did.

David, bike riding was a great idea,

but you haven't said anything for miles now.

Yeah, well, I've got a lot on my mind.

Listen, I started this whole thing; it's my fault.

There's no reason for you to apologize.

I mean, it would've come out sooner or later.

I can't believe she broke up with him.

Yeah, well my dad's miserable, Jackie's miserable,

Kelly's miserable, and I'm miserable,

and I don't even have anything to do with this.

Well, wait a minute, maybe I'm missing something here,

but everyone's supposed to be happy about this.

Babies are wonderful. And if Mel was

gonna ask Jackie to marry him before he knew that

she was pregnant, why didn't he just tell her that?

He tried.

But first she didn't believe him,

and now she won't even talk to him.

Well, maybe she'll talk to you.

(doorbell chimes)

David, what are you doing here?

Uh, I really need to talk to your mother.

Look, your dad was already here,

and she didn't want to talk to him,

so what makes you think she'd want to talk to you?

Just ask her, will you?

It's okay, honey.

I'll talk to David.

Uh... what's going on with you and my dad?

Kelly, will you give us a minute?

David, I know this is hard for you,

but believe me,

I'm not trying to hurt either you or your father.

But you are. You're hurting him.

When he told me he was gonna marry you,

he had a smile on his face

that I haven't seen in a long time.

He's happy with you, Jackie.

Why are you doing this?

David, your father has plans

that just don't include raising children.

And I'm not gonna take that away from him.

I don't want him to marry me just because I got pregnant

and he thinks he has to.

But I think he wants to be with you and the baby.

He wanted to marry you way before he even knew you were pregnant.

You got to believe me.

But didn't you tell him I was pregnant?

No. I told Donna that my dad wanted to marry you,

and she told me that you were pregnant.

I didn't even say anything-- I didn't say anything

even after my dad showed me the ring he had bought you.

But if you didn't tell him, then who did?

You did...

before you broke up with him.

Oh.

Come on, it's Valentine's Day.

Give Cupid a break.

(sighs)

Dylan, it's already Valentine's Day.

Tell me where we're going. Not till tonight.

This is nuts. Give me another clue.

Okay, it's not for kids.

In fact, kids aren't even allowed.

Oh, really. Yeah.

Bren, you got to be at least 17 years old

to do what we are gonna do tonight. Mm.

Okay, we're heading out.

Wow, Mrs. Walsh, you look great.

Well, thank you, Dylan.

So, where are you guys off to?

Oh, Dad's taking me

to an early Valentine's Day dinner at the beach.

Hey, we're gonna miss the sunset if we don't skedaddle. Come on.

Have a good time. Will you be here when we get back?

Ask him-- I don't even know where we're going.

Well, your plans don't involve anything,

uh, dangerous or, you know, risqué?

Dad! (clears throat)

Hey, I promise you,

we'll be well taken care of in a public place, sir.

Thank you, Dylan.

Lying down...

in a public place where you have to be 17

while enjoying something red, warm and close to the heart.

Keep guessing-- I'll pick you up at 7:00.

Dylan, come on, at least tell me what to wear.

I mean, is it dressy, casual, what?

Wear anything you want.

Oh, actually, Bren, you know what?

Wear short sleeves.

ANNOUNCER: The horses are now in the paddock for our next race.

A reminder that we do have a jockey change...

Come on, Andrea. What's wrong? You were doing great.

I don't know. I just haven't gotten any twinges.

Yeah, since the third race!

We've been here all day. We could have been rich men.

Should have been rich men by now.

Come on, come on. Go easy.

You can't push this kind of thing.

Yeah. You don't want me to give you any bad tips.

Besides, we all agreed

we'd only make a bet when Andrea was sure.

It's the last race. What do you think?

I don't know. I...

Oh, my God!

What? What? What?

This is it right here!

A filly named Cupid's Wing.

Are you sure? This is it?

I guess.

Cupid's Wing on Valentine's Day.

It's too good. We can't lose!

That's it. We go for broke.

We take Cupid's Wing,

put all our earnings on it to win.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

This filly's an 80-to-one shot.

She hasn't come in in her last six races.

Are you sure about this?

Yeah. I mean, I...

I think so.

Okay. I'm going to the window.

Very good.

Yeah, you know, all this handicapping is making me very hungry.

In fact, I'm starving.

Me, too. I'll tell you what.

Why don't we go get some dogs, and we'll meet you back here?

Okay.

You be all right?

You bet.

ANNOUNCER: The jockeys now out in the paddock for the next race.

They will be mounting shortly.

And the runners for today's next race...

Hi.

Hey, Lady Luck.

What are your fortunes for the next six furlongs?

That one.

Cupid's Wing.

Really?

Well, I guess, it being Valentine's Day and all.

What's wrong?

It's a sucker bet.

What do you mean?

I don't mean to throw your game, sweetheart,

but that filly is way out of her class.

That's what Nat said.

Well, he was right.

You see, this is what they call a claiming race.

That means all the horses are for sale.

The owner of that horse just hopes

somebody's going to take her off his hands.

That's the only reason she's in that race.

You mean, there's no way she can win?

She might. But I got to tell you,

that nag is one leg shy of a set.

Oh, Nat! I'm so glad I found you in time.

Why? What is it?

You can't bet the two horse-- I was wrong.

Come on, we're on a roll.

I know, but I ran into your friend Duke.

He told me the horse is a real loser.

Duke said that? Yeah, and he knows

what he's talking about.

I don't know what I'm doing.

It's just stupid guessing.

He said to put your money down on the six horse--

Follow Me Home.

Follow Me Home.

That's five-to-one.

Oh! What are you trying to do, jinx this?

Jinx has nothing to do with this.

This information came straight from the horse's mouth,

so to speak. Look.

Cupid's Wing is still 80-to-one.

Do you know what that means?

Do you have any idea how much money we could make?

I'm sorry, Nat. I just can't let you bet. I can't.

Oh, come on. Don't do it to me.

Not now!

Next.

Well? What did you do?

Oh, ask me after the race.

ANNOUNCER: And away they go!

Now Cupid's Wing is going to the lead

and then comes First Rear.

Follow Me Home now goes up

to join the leaders on the outside and then Terrible Don

is the early trailer.

Down the next stretch they go, and...

Come on, Cupid's Wing!

Come on, Follow Me Home!

Come on, Cupid's Wing! Come on!

Take it! Take it!

Come on, Cupid's Wing! Come on!

Come on, baby! Come on, Cupid's Wing!

What did you do, Nat? Let's go!

(yelling)

Cupid's Wing is now tired.

And Cupid's Wing is dropping out.

Follow Me Home coming home strongly!

And Follow Me home is going on to win it!

Good-for-nothing bag of bones.

I can't believe it.

Great, Andrea.

Remind me never to take you to Las Vegas.

Oh, quit giving her a hard time.

Yeah, don't blame me. I tried to tell him.

Well, I hope you took my advice.

I don't know. Did we?

And the official winner of today's third race--

Follow Me Home. Follow Me Home the winner.

We did.

Follow me home, boys!

Dinner's on me!

I don't get it. Me, either.

We won!

You understand what just happened here?

I have no idea.

Well, that's because this little girl is smarter

than all of us put together.

And I figured out

another secret about this game.

Yeah? What?

Quit while you're ahead.

Smart girl.

Cash in.

Hi, Mel.

Jackie.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

I know, the last time I came, I kind of barged in.

I'm sorry.

I'm really glad to see you.

How do you feel?

Fine.

I talked to David, Mel.

I know. He told me.

Is it true, then?

Did you really want to marry me

before you knew I was pregnant?

Yes. I kept trying to tell you that.

I made such a fool of myself.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's one of the things I love about you.

You're passionate.

And all those things that you said

about how happy you were that David and Kelly are grown up?

They are grown up.

But there's a baby coming that needs us.

Both of us.

Oh, Mel.

Hang on a minute.

Arlene?

There's a box on my desk.

Would you bring it in here, please?

What are you up to?

There's something that I've been meaning to give you.

Here it is.

Thank you, Arlene.

Thank you, Arlene.

Oh. Sorry.

I'll be at the desk if you need me.

I was going to wait till tonight

to give this to you, but what the hell?

I want to marry you, Jackie.

I want to spend the rest of my life

with you and our child.

Will you marry me?

Oh, Mel. Yes.

Yes.

(doorbell chimes)

(chuckles)

Thank you.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day.

Okay, you've kept me in suspense long enough.

Where are we going?

We are going to a play.

A play?

Yeah. It's called Love Letters.

It's about a man and a woman

who are in love with each other for a lifetime.

Although they never really get together,

their love is so strong that it grows in spite of them.

Dylan, it sounds beautiful.

Oh, it is.

But I don't get it.

I mean, what does a play have to do with all those clues?

Well, the play is not the only place we're going tonight.

We are going to go someplace else first.

DONNA: Oh, Kel, how sweet.

Steve sent you a Valentine's Day card.

Yeah. It's a good thing I sent him one.

Dinner is almost ready.

Wait. I want to make a toast.

Sparkling cider all around.

To new beginnings.

To you, Jackie.

And to babies born of love.

Well, this is one Valentine's Day I'll never forget.

See, Kel? I told you everything would work out.

Yeah. I guess it did.

Well, if you guys are getting married,

that means you two are brother and sister.

KELLY: Oh, my God.

BRENDA: Donating blood?

You know, I never would have guessed this

in a million years.

Well, it's like I said.

You got to be 17.

We will be lying down.

And blood is warm, red and close to your heart.

It's probably a very good thing that you kept it a secret,

because I just might not have come.

Bren, I know you're scared,

but it's not that big a deal, really.

Yeah.

Actually, I've been wanting to do it for a long time.

See, when I was a little kid,

I was in an automobile accident.

My head went through the windshield.

That's how I got this scar.

I needed a lot of blood.

Anyway, I decided that, when I got older,

I'd give some back.

I thought you'd want to do it with me.

But why tonight?

The accident happened on Valentine's Day.

Dylan, it's weird,

but somehow this is the most romantic thing

we could ever have done together.

Happy Valentine's Day, Bren.

Happy Valentine's Day.