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♪ ♪

MRS. TEASLEY: Oh, Steve.

I've been looking for you.

Hi-ya, Mrs. Teasley.

What's going on?

Well, I think we have a little problem here.

What?

I just got your grades, and it doesn't look too good.

I'm sorry, Steve, but I'm afraid

we're gonna have to hold you back.

What?!

There's nothing I can do.

You failed every course.

I did?

But that's impossible.

I passed all my finals.

Didn't I?

Look, it won't be so bad, Steve.

You'll just repeat junior year.

And besides, we love you here at West Beverly.

(school bell ringing)

(alarm clock buzzing)

STEVE: No, no, I'm telling you, Brandon.

My heart was pounding.

I broke out into a cold sweat.

My eye was twitching... Steve, Steve...

Relax.

It was only a dream.

Yeah, but it was so real.

Can you imagine being a junior again?

Well, we're not.

We made it.

We're gonna be seniors.

Seniors.

I like the way that sounds.

Seniors.

Me, too.

But first, two months

of glorious, uninterrupted freedom.

Yeah, but what are we gonna do all summer?

(chuckles)

What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?

We're gonna be at the beach.

We're gonna be picking up chicks.

Yeah, hot, beautiful, babe-licious,

sexy, half-naked, lonely chicks.

With tan lines.

(sighs)

Hot fun.

In the summertime.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

CINDY: Brenda, hurry up!

Kelly and Donna are here.

How's Brenda?

Oh, not too well.

She's just miserable.

We'll cheer her up. You'll see.

I hope so.

I hate to see her this unhappy.

Good morning, girls.

Hello. Hi.

How's your mother doing, Kelly?

She's big. Very, very big.

(chuckles): You don't know big

until you've carried twins.

Hi. Hi.

Ready to go? Yeah.

So, where are you off to?

Such a beautiful day.

Oh, well, we thought we'd go bikini shopping.

You know, stock up for the summer.

Sounds fun.

Yeah. You guys, let's go.

Come here, Brenda.

Have a good time, on me.

No, Daddy, you don't have to.

Come on.

I know you guys think I've been an ogre

these past couple of months.

Let me do something to change my image.

Thanks.

JIM: Just don't buy the whole store.

(giggling)

Thanks, guys.

You're lifesavers.

You can't keep doing this the whole summer, you know.

I mean, you should have heard your parents.

They're really worried about you.

Yeah. Your Dad even went for his credit card.

He never does that.

Well, what do you suggest, that I join a convent?

(chuckles) Oh, there's Dylan.

All right, how do I look?

Like a lying, sneaking, conniving...

Thanks, Kelly. I'm eternally grateful.

All right, bye. Bye.

Bye.

(giggles)

And you are one to talk.

You have been sneaking around with Jake for weeks.

And I have to cover for both of you.

I must be nuts.

Well, you'll be off the hook soon enough.

Brenda's gonna have to

figure something else out while we're in Europe.

Brenda, be back here at 6:00 sharp.

I will.

Personally, I cannot wait

to get on that plane to Paris.

Get away from Brenda and Dylan and Mel and Jackie and the baby.

What about Jake?

Maybe absence will make his heart grow fonder.

Listen, Kelly, I was, I was thinking.

I'm not so sure I want to go.

What?

Donna, you were the one who convinced me

to go in the first place.

Well... I was thinking

that maybe if I stuck around, my parents would stay together.

You know, Donna, if their marriage is falling apart,

it's gonna happen with or without you.

You really think so?

Believe me.

The further you are from the war zone, the better.

Yeah. Okay?

Here you go, Brandon.

Your final paycheck.

Thanks, Nat.

And, uh, thanks for letting me off easy this year.

Just as well.

I would've had to cut back your hours

for the summer anyway.

Just don't let me catch anybody using this

till I get back, all right?

Yeah, well, where am I ever gonna find somebody

who only wants to work two or three hours a day anyway?

You have yourself a good summer, huh?

Thanks, Buddy.

Hey, Steve, you want to come back?

I got to get changed. Yeah.

Well, is it all there?

What there is of it.

How much?

This is, like, for a day, right?

No, Steve, a week.

(laughing)

That's pathetic.

Give me that.

This is it? This is pizza money?

Steve, when they say "Die, yuppie scum,"

you know who they're talking about,

don't you?

Man, I can't believe how spoiled you are.

Hey, I'm not spoiled.

I'm privileged.

(laughs)

And besides, I can get a job if I really, really wanted to.

Yeah, right.

Brandon, what's the big deal?

I just don't need a job.

Steve, it's okay.

Just go ahead and live off your mother

for the rest of your life.

Now, you leave my mother out of this.

All right, sweetheart, then why don't you

put your money where your mouth is.

I will bet you this paycheck, in its entirety,

that you cannot get and keep a job for one week.

You?

(laughing)

Come on.

This is a joke, right?

No, I'm not kidding.

I'm applying for the job.

Only works a few days a week.

Great.

When can you start?

I don't know.

How 'bout a week from Monday?

How 'bout, like...

tonight?

(sighs)

I'm going to see your father tomorrow, Bren.

Why?

'Cause I want a new trustee for my money.

Dylan, come on. Don't rock the boat.

I mean, things are going great.

What, this is great?

You enjoying this, Bren?

Sneaking around.

What are you gonna do when Donna and Kelly go to France?

I don't know. I'll tell them that I'm going to a movie

or going for a walk or something.

I'll handle it.

You can't even mention my name in your house.

I don't really think it's in my best interest

for your father to have any control over my life.

You know, I used to think it was special,

the way that my Dad was looking out for you.

Seemed like it made you a part of the family.

Well, he's made it very clear

that I'm not part of the family.

And never will be.

I sure wish we were going to Paris.

I used to go to Europe every summer when I was a little kid.

You went to Europe every summer?

We went to Lake Minnetonka.

Well, my Dad was kind of a high roller back then, you know.

So we'd go everywhere first class.

Big hotels, limousines.

The limousine would come and take us out into the country

and we'd have picnics just like this.

It was great.

Sounds wonderful.

Yeah, it was.

I'd take you there right now if I could.

Private Walsh

reporting for duty, sir.

Walsh, how many times do I have to tell you

not to bother me while I'm watching

Young and the Restless.

Oh, sorry, Henry. I'll come back.

(chuckles): Walsh, Walsh.

I was just kidding.

It's great to see you.

You, too.

Come on.

Let's take a walk by the water.

Take advantage of the free time while we still can.

Okay.

(Henry breathes deeply)

Smell that salt air.

We're lucky guys to be able to spend

a summer down here at the beach.

My sentiments exactly.

Yeah, but things are gonna be different this year.

I saw the new playground equipment.

I hear we're gonna have a real summer camp.

I'm not talking about swings and seesaws, Walsh.

What do you mean?

You don't know much about me, do you?

Where I live, what I do for a living.

No, I guess I don't.

I used to work at the Crenshaw YMCA--

program director-- and every summer come here.

Not a bad way to make a living.

It wasn't. It was great.

Then last year, I thought, "You're 40 years old.

It's time to go for it."

So I got together with my brother-in-law, Marcus.

We mortgaged our houses, took out a loan on top of that

and bought ourselves a sporting goods store.

Didn't even think I was gonna be back here this summer,

business was getting so good.

(sighs)

Then it... all went up in smoke.

We lost everything to the looters,

and what they didn't get burned in the fire.

I'm really sorry.

It goes like that sometimes, I guess.

The hardest part was watching my hometown burn.

See, no one's innocent, Walsh.

All of us have been hurt.

Walsh, isn't that your sister?

Yeah, it is.

Uh, would you excuse me for a minute?

Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

I'll-I'll catch you later.

Well, if it isn't Romeo and Juliet?

I thought you were shopping

with Kelly and Donna today.

Mmm, change of plans.

You don't ever learn, do you?

You know, you're not my warden, Brandon.

I know, it's none of my business.

But I'm not gonna be your accomplice, either, Bren.

Hey, Brandon, wait a minute.

Listen to me, man.

None of this would be happening

if your parents'd stop treating me

like I'm some kind of pariah.

I don't speak for my parents.

Okay, so tell me one thing. What the hell did I do?

You're the guy who's taking their little girl away.

It scares 'em.

She's not a little girl.

If they'd let me in, I wouldn't have to take her away.

Dylan, I'm not judging you.

But there's nothing I can do either way.

I swear,

if Brenda is not here in five minutes, I'm leaving.

I don't know why I let you guys talk me into these things?

Because you're such a good friend.

Yeah.

Mmm.

And there they are. See.

So, I'll see you tomorrow?

Maybe.

Dylan...

Bren, I'm getting really tired of sneaking around.

Well, the only other choice

is for us not to see each other.

Is that what you want?

I'm not saying that.

I know you're not.

Look, why don't I call you

once my parents are asleep, okay?

All right.

I love you.

I love you, too.

So, did you find any cute bathing suits, honey?

What?

You went bikini shopping, remember?

Yes, I remember, Brandon.

And no, I didn't buy anything.

Hey, don't bark at me.

JIM: Guys...

Sorry, Dad.

I'm not in a very good mood.

Oh, really? I wonder why?

Why don't you just shut up, Brandon?

JIM: Brenda.

Sorry.

You know, you've been moping around here for weeks now.

Don't you think it's about time you snapped out of it?

No.

Not if I can't see Dylan.

That's a closed book, Brenda.

Whatever you say, Dad.

♪ When I was a little boy ♪

♪ My father told me... ♪

I can't go to Europe.

Why not?

Look at this.

What's wrong?

I can't show that picture to anyone.

I look horrible.

You look cute.

No way.

I..., I can't go.

Donna, get real.

It's just a passport.

Can I take your order?

Steve?

At your service.

All right, stop staring.

Look, I work here now.

It's no big deal.

Well, I think you look kinda cute.

DAVID: Oh, really cute. Make sure

and have Nat sew your name on the shirt.

Can it, Silver.

Look, it's a bet, all right?

Brandon bet me that I couldn't hold down a job.

Does Nat know this?

No.

And neither of you two weasels are gonna tell him, right?

Steve, we're backing up here, come on.

Be right there, Nat.

Wait a minute.

What about our order?

Nat, I thought you said it wasn't busy

this time of year. Yeah.

Things are really hopping, huh?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Oh, waiter... waiter...

I'm loving this, Brandon.

I never knew what I was missing.

Okay, here we go,

we got the Megaburger with chili, the melt,

fries, rings, two chocolate shakes.

Uh, hold it, I didn't order this.

Well, sure you did.

Look, I have it right here.

Megaburger with chili and a melt.

I want my food and I want it now.

Ma'am, I'm sorry.

We'll get this straightened up for you right away.

It's his first day.

Are we having a little problem here, Stevie?

(growling)

JIM: The company's already two quarters behind, Bob.

Okay.

Yeah, that sounds great.

How 'bout if I come over the hill?

Sure, I love risotto.

Great, okay, terrific.

I'll see you there.

Uh, I haven't mailed your check this week...

since you're here, I might as well give it to you.

Thank you.

So...

did school go well this semester?

Did school go well this semester?

Yeah, I guess it did.

Good.

Pretty soon, you'll have to start thinking about college.

Since you certainly have enough money to go anywhere you want,

all you need are the grades.

I appreciate your concern, but where, or if,

I go to college is really none of your business.

Actually, it is.

As your trustee, I'm responsible for your well-being.

Look, Jim.

You may think you can control your daughter.

Hell, you may actually believe you are controlling her.

You can't control me.

Is that why you called this meeting?

I called this meeting because I want a new trustee.

I'm afraid it doesn't work that way.

Hey, I can get a lawyer.

Dylan, I would be happy to hand the administration of your trust

over to somebody else, but the fact is,

I made a commitment to your mother

and unless she decides differently,

the trust is immutable.

Your mother wanted some consistency in your life.

Some direction.

What, and you're supposed to be it?

Dylan, on the day you turn 21,

you can take that money

and you can flush it down the toilet

if you want.

But until then, you are stuck with me.

Whether you...

or I...

like it or not.

Fine.

But don't you ever...

ask me how it was in school, okay?

It's getting to the point

where I'm as sick of Dylan as he is of me.

I should have charged him with kidnapping

when he took Brenda down to Mexico.

He coulda shared a cell with his father.

Oh, Jim...

he's not that bad.

How can you say that

after everything that's happened?

Oh, honey, all I know is that Brenda's miserable

and she's not snapping out of it.

Maybe we should reconsider.

Wait a minute.

We agreed, Dylan is no good for her.

Now you gotta stick by me on this.

♪ ♪

See anything you like?

Yeah, I'll take, uh, one of those,

one of those, two of those.

Yeah, well look, there's not gonna be any time

for sightseeing on opening day, okay?

Yes, sir.

Hi, Henry.

Hi, Brandon, how you doin'?

Andrea.

Andrea...

Why are you wearing that shirt?

I'm running the kiddie camp program.

I'm head counselor.

She is? I didn't want Henry to tell you.

Isn't it great?!

We can hang out all summer together.

Yeah, it's great.

Well, no time for small talk.

Henry, the kids are signing up like crazy

and I need more hats.

Right over there.

Great, see you guys later.

Okeydoke.

Henry, why didn't you tell me

you hired Andrea Zuckerman?

You heard her.

She said she wanted to surprise you.

I'm surprised, all right.

It's gonna be a regular West Beverly reunion

around here.

Well, there was a great candidate

from Beverly Hills High School.

But when Andrea gave you as a reference,

how could I turn her down?

Great.

Walsh, um...

is there something I should know about?

I mean, she isn't your girlfriend, is she?

No, no, no, no, no, no, we're just friends.

So what's the problem?

Well, she's always kind of...

kind of you know...

liked me.

And I don't want to spend all summer feeling guilty

every time I talk to another girl.

Yeah, well,

maybe this way you'll keep your mind on your work.

(knocking on door)

Come on. Get up.

Dad, I'm reading.

That can wait.

I've got a surprise for you.

What? Mmm...

just something guaranteed to cheer you up.

Throw on some shorts. Come on.

Your mom's already packing up the car.

Where are you going?

Just come on.

You'll find out.

Dad, I wish I could.

But I made plans with Kelly for the day.

Well, change them.

This is a surprise.

Dad, I can't.

Look, I'm sorry.

But can it wait until tomorrow?

(sighs)

All right.

Is Brenda ready?

She's not coming.

Even after you told her it was a surprise?

Yeah.

The same kid who used to torture us every birthday

and Christmas to find out what her presents were,

didn't even try to pump me.

I'm worried about her, Jim.

I mean, it feels like she's drifting off

on some emotional iceberg.

I know Brenda-- believe me,

this is her stubbornness coming through.

She's decided if she remains miserable long enough,

we'll finally give in.

I'm not giving in.

Come on,

let's forget about Brenda for a couple hours.

Have some fun today, huh?

Well, at least Brandon

will get a kick out of this.

Walsh.

Take this to the new couple in cabana 33, okay?

No problem.

Great.

(knocking on door)

Hello?

Anybody home?

BOTH: Surprise!

(Cindy laughing)

(both laughing)

Mom, Dad.

(chuckling)

What are you doing here?

Well, we finally decided

to take your advice and live a little.

So we're spending the summer at the beach.

Great.

(sighs)

So now my mommy and daddy are here, too.

(chuckles) Any more surprises I should know about, Henry?

No, that's it.

Now get over to the parking lot.

Mrs. Goldberg's got an armful.

On my way. All right.

Hi, Mrs. Goldberg.

Oh, hi, Brandon. Whoa, hey, guys, thank you.

Nice to see you again.

Nice to see you... Jason, Jeffrey, Justin,

get over here this minute!

Cabana 19. Yeah.

Come on... I remember.

Kelly, have you seen Dylan?

No, not yet, but I asked him and Brenda to be my guests.

Well, your guests have arrived.

Oh, good. Not good.

Why? What's wrong?

My parents are the new couple in cabana 33.

Oh, no. (laughs)

Oh, yeah.

I got to find Brenda before they do.

(sighs)

Oh...

Jim, you've got to come out here.

This view is spectacular.

JIM: Be right there.

Oh...

You know, these upper cabanas cost less

than the ones with direct beach access, but...

for us I think it's actually better.

You get a view of the ocean

and you're up and away

from all the noise and the crowds.

I can't believe we waited this long to join.

Oh...

this is really fabulous.

Yeah, but...

you know, maybe we should get out of the sun.

But we just got here.

I know; let's go check out the paddle tennis courts.

Come on.

Let's just stay up here... by ourselves.

Enjoy the view.

(Dylan laughing)

Mm.

You tried to keep me from seeing this, didn't you?

Jim.

I guess the surprise is on us.

Donna, have you seen Brenda and Dylan?

Yeah, a little while ago, down by the showers.

Why? Thanks.

All right.

Hey, there.

Hey, hey, hey, no fighting, you guys.

Be good.

All right, other foot, other foot.

There you go, there you go.

Andrea.

Andrea. Oh, Brandon,

just the guy I was looking for.

Everybody, this is my friend Brandon Walsh.

I want you to say hi.

KIDS: Hi, Brandon!

Hi, kids.

(laughs)

Brandon, do you know where they keep the badminton stuff?

Yeah, it's up in Henry's office.

Listen, have you seen Brenda?

Well, she was over here, uh...

Yeah, she's over there.

Great. Thanks.

Sure. Bye, kids.

All right, come on, next in line.

Brenda, Dylan.

Hey. Hey, Brandon.

Mom and Dad joined the Beach Club.

Cabana 33.

Oh, my God.

Dad said he had a surprise.

Look, maybe you two should take off, huh?

What'd you tell them? Nothing.

Hey, I'll go up there with you right now if you want me to.

No, Dylan, they might not even know you're here.

Fine, Bren, if that's the way you want it,

you're calling the shots.

(sighs)

Dylan.

Bren, whatever you want.

I'm through playing games.

(sighs)

Do you think they saw us?

I think you better have a damn good story ready.

Well, what would you say?

Bren, I wouldn't be sneaking around in the first place,

and if I was, I wouldn't be stupid enough to get caught.

You know, Brandon, that's easy for you to say,

but if they were keeping you from someone you loved,

you'd be singing a different tune.

You want some moral support?

No, go on, you have work to do.

Good luck.

(sighs)

Mom, Dad, hi.

Brandon said you joined the Beach Club.

So this is the surprise.

This is great.

I can't even believe that I'm here today.

Yes, what a coincidence.

Well, Kelly and Donna wanted to cheer me up.

They thought they'd take me to the beach.

You know, get some sun.

Brenda,

stop.

What?

"I wish I could, Dad,

but Kelly and I made other plans today."

Dad...

Why is it whenever I see the two of you together

he always has his hands all over you?

And to think that you have been feeding us

this entire misery routine.

You have been lying to us and sneaking around for, for what,

for two months now, haven't you?

Haven't you?!

Yes.

Did I raise you to be a liar?

Did I?

No.

Brenda,

I think you know I have always been sympathetic,

but this deceit, this total disregard

for everything your father and I have said...

Where's Dylan?

Didn't he have the guts to come up here

and face the music?

Yes, he did.

I wouldn't let him.

(sighs)

We're going home.

I said let's go.

BRENDA: Can I say something?

Can I please say something?

No, you cannot say something.

Don't say a word.

I'm finished listening to what you have to say, Brenda.

Do you understand me?

No, I don't understand you.

I don't understand any of this!

(door opens)

(door closes)

Brenda, come back here.

Brenda, come back here this minute.

You know, you are wrong, Dad.

You have been wrong for a long time.

You're wrong about me and you're wrong about Dylan.

But you're right about one thing.

Dylan and I shouldn't be sneaking around

and I shouldn't have lied to you

and I'm not going to lie to you anymore.

I am in love with Dylan, Dad.

He is an important part of my life

and I'm going to see him whenever and wherever I want.

Brenda, I'm warning you.

You walk away from me right now, things will never be the same.

♪ I said hey ♪

♪ Hey... ♪

I still can't believe Jim and Cindy actually splurged

and joined the club.

Steve, you're spilling everywhere.

Poor Brenda.

She'll be lucky if they let her out of the house again.

I wish I had brought my camera.

Did you hear Mr. Walsh?

I think everybody in the whole club heard him.

I warned her to be careful.

Did it ever occur to anybody

that maybe she wanted to get caught?

You know, Steve,

watching you just gave me a revelation.

Soda.

Jerk.

Soda jerk.

Get it? Go on, insult me.

The money's as good as mine, Brandon.

Yeah? Steve,

your order's up.

Come on.

Must be pretty cozy down there at the Beach Club

with your parents and Andrea Zuckerman

looking over your shoulder.

(laughs)

♪ Well, give me just one kiss ♪

♪ To show you I'm for real... ♪

(sighs)

Oh, how's Brenda?

I was worried about her after I dropped her off.

I really don't know.

I'm afraid to go home.

(chuckles)

Brandon, what time do you get to the club in the morning?

7:00.

Oh. I don't have to be there till 8:30, but do you think

you could give me a lift?

It sure beats taking the bus.

BRANDON: No problem.

Well, for that matter,

you could probably give her a ride home, too.

ANDREA: Yeah.

Steve, don't you have some work you should be doing?

No, I'm on a break.

(laughs)

Jay, Jay.

Over here.

Hey, Jay, how you doing?

Everybody, you remember Jay Thurman,

don't you? Yeah.

You know, The Blaze hasn't been the same since you left.

Yeah?

And what am I? Chopped liver?

Yeah.

Ha!

How you doing, Jay? Brandon Walsh.

Jay Thurman.

Jay graduated the year before you moved here, Brandon.

He used to be editor of The Blaze.

So, Walsh,

Andrea tells me you're the features editor, right?

Uh, no, sports.

Oh, sorry.

KELLY: So, Jay, are you still at Northwestern?

Yeah, I just finished my sophomore year.

Jay's working for CNN this summer

in the election unit.

Well, I'm just an intern,

but I will get to go to the conventions.

That's great.

Well, join us, we have plenty of room.

Uh, thanks, but Andrea

and I are gonna head out to see a movie.

Yeah, we're probably the last two people

on the face of the earth

who have not seen Batman Returns yet.

KELLY: Well, give my regards to Catwoman.

Brandon, I'll see you in the morning.

Hey, it was good to see you guys

and nice to meet you, Brandon.

Take care, man.

Are... Are they... is that a date?

Well, they do look awfully chummy.

KELLY: Well, Andrea could do a lot worse.

Yeah, he's gotten so good-looking.

College does that to you.

STEVE: Well, I guess you won't have to be worrying

about Andrea Zuckerman looking over your shoulder now,

will you?

Jim, both of her suitcases are gone and most of her clothes.

Well, at least we know where she went.

I'm calling there.

No.

I'm going over there.

(knocking)

Hey.

Uh, what's going on?

I left home.

I can't live with my parents anymore.

What happened?

You were right.

We can't sneak around,

and I can't keep on fighting with them.

If my parents don't approve of my life,

they don't have to watch me live it.

Dylan...

It's going to be all right.

Don't worry.

What am I doing?

♪ Every day, every night ♪

Uh, waiter, you missed a spot.

♪ Holding you tight ♪

And when you get a chance,

I'd like to get a refill on my iced tea?

(sighs) You've already had three.

Oh, you're keeping track.

How thoughtful.

Still, I'd like to have another.

NAT: Steve, get over here.

I have to get some more eggs out of the cooler.

You'd better hurry, Stevie.

Don't want to tick off the boss man.

Brandon, Nat loves me, okay?

This is working out great.

NAT: Come on, Sanders.

I'm not paying you to socialize.

Chop, chop.

Coming.

♪ Holding you tight ♪

♪ Baby, you know I got a one-track mind ♪

Ah, look at that.

Poetry in motion.

♪ Walking down the street ♪

Brandon, can I talk to you?

Yeah, sure.

Alone.

Yeah, okay.

♪ I might walk an extra mile ♪

♪ Thinking about your loving all the while ♪

It's not working out with Steve.

♪ Every day, every night... ♪

Oh, no?

I don't know how to break it to him.

Maybe you should just tell him the truth, Nat.

I'm sure he can take it.

I can't even figure out why he wants this job.

It's not like he needs the money.

It's... It's like he's got something to prove, you know?

Maybe you should give him another chance, huh?

Yeah, you're right.

I mean, he is trying hard.

(dishes and silverware clattering)

(muffled laugh)

Oh, geez, he's killing me.

Steve!

Can't you try to be a little more careful?

(glass breaking)

(sighs)

Omelets, anyone?

(giggling)

(crickets chirping)

Thanks.

So, what did you tell them exactly?

I didn't tell them anything.

They weren't home, so I just left.

Great.

(doorbell ringing)

JIM: Dylan?

I don't want to see him.

(sighs)

Bren...

Look, Dylan, please let me stay.

(knocking)

JIM: Let me in, Dylan.

Don't make me go back. I can't.

Where is she?

She doesn't want to see you.

That's too bad.

You tell her to get her things and come out here.

I'm sorry. I can't do that.

(door opening)

I'm not leaving, Daddy.

You get your bags, young lady.

We're going home.

BRENDA: No.

Not until you accept Dylan as part of my life.

(sighs)

We'll talk about it at home.

That's not good enough.

(door closes)

I'm not leaving without my daughter.

That's between you and Brenda.

This is my house.

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Brenda, you come out here right now!

So, what are you going to do?

You going to go down and drag her out kicking and screaming?

That's what this has come to.

(sighs)

Dylan, whatever this has come to,

it hasn't come to that.

(door closes)

(sighs)

♪ Holding you tight ♪

♪ Baby, you know I got a one-track mind ♪

(sighs)

♪ When I sleep at night, I dream about your kiss ♪

Shift over so soon, Stevie?

♪ And when I'm waking up ♪

Here.

♪ It's you that I miss ♪ What's this?

You win, okay? Just don't rub it in.

♪ No one's ever made me feel like this ♪

You got fired already?

(laughs)

Must be some kind of record.

I didn't get fired. I quit.

You quit on a bet?

♪ Baby, you know I got one-track mind ♪

Okay, I got fired.

Well, you're right.

I'm just not cut out for this kind of stuff.

♪ I think about your kiss... ♪

Well, Steve, look at it this way.

You may be a lousy waiter,

but you're a damn good customer.

That's right.

And tomorrow, first thing at that beach,

I'm going to have you waiting on me.

The way it should be.

A return to the natural order.

We can all rest easier now.

(entrance bell tinkles)

(knocking at door)

Are you still up?

Yeah. Come on in.

I just dropped Donna off at home,

and you'll never believe what we walked in on.

What?

Her parents were going at it in the living room.

Another big fight?

No. They were half-naked.

(laughs)

You're kidding me. No.

So, I guess the whole divorce thing is off. Wow.

Well, I guess Donna doesn't have any more excuses left.

No. No. She's going to Paris.

You don't sound very happy about that.

I'm going to miss her.

I may even miss you, too.

Kelly? Yeah. You going to bed, Mom?

Not exactly. My water just broke.

Oh, man, I don't know if we can get a plumber this late.

You idiot, she's going into labor. Move!

What? Where's my Dad?

I just called him in the car.

He's stuck in traffic.

Well, what do we do, boil water or something?

No. You go get the car.

Just go get the car.

Okay, you all right? I'm fine.

I'm having a baby.

Okay, uh, l-let's go get your stuff.

Your suitcase is in here. I know...

(crickets chirping)

Are you all right?

(door closes)

(voice breaking): I don't want to lose her, Jim.

We're not going to lose her.

(scoffs)

We'll figure this out.

Hey, what's going on?

Where's Bren?

Where do you think?

What?

CINDY: She moved out.

To Dylan's.

And you let her?

(laughs)

Oh, we didn't have much choice.

I didn't think it would come to this.

None of us did.

So, uh,

what are you going to do?

(sighs)

I don't know.

Do you have any suggestions?

Well, uh...

for starters,

I think you two should really look

at this situation a little differently.

I tried not to get involved.

I didn't want to.

But I got to tell you,

I think most of your problems with Dylan

don't really have that much to do with Dylan.

You coming to bed?

In a minute.

(sighs)

What's wrong?

I can't sleep with you tonight.

Why not?

'Cause I'm going to lie there,

I'm going to close my eyes,

and all I'm going to see are my parents watching me.

(sighs): Brenda...

I can't-can't get away from them.

I feel so guilty for leaving.

It must be killing 'em.

It's okay.

I... I'll just sleep out here.

You need to get some rest.

(airy laugh)

I'm sorry. I feel like such a little kid.

Don't worry about it.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Now go on, get to bed.

Good night.

Night.

(sighs)

♪ ♪

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