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Andrea... An... Andrea, Andrea.

This is getting a little out of hand.

Sorry, Brandon, I can't help you.

I'm busy right now, all right?

Guys, come on.

We're having fun.

Well, I'm glad someone is.

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Well, which one do you want?

Anybody seen Brandon Walsh?

Hey, hey, hey, guys, guys.

Don't tell Henry I'm here. Don't tell him.

(laughing)

Lying down on the job again, huh, Walsh?

Get back to work, you lazy bum.

Come on you guys, time for lunch. Let's go!

Manga, manga, run, run, run.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey, Andrea.

Thanks, Brandon.

That's all right.

You got a good group of kids there.

Hey, listen, I don't know if you have

any plans for tonight, but, uh, you know... Jay!

I'm sorry. Excuse me. I gotta go.

I'll see you later, okay? Okay.

Is that Andrea's new boyfriend?

I don't know. He's a boy.

He's her friend.

Well, she certainly looks happy.

I hadn't noticed.

Well, I'll see you later, Brandon.

Gotta go beat your father at gin rummy.

Have fun.

Brandon, have you seen today's Times?

No.

Dylan's old man made the front page.

He's up for parole.

Well, to tell you the truth, I think Dylan's better off

with his old man behind bars.

Dylan.

I'm glad you could come.

You look great.

I feel great.

Been waiting for this all year.

Glad you made it.

Me, too,

but it's not over yet.

I've still got that hearing.

I mean...

you've, you've been a model prisoner, right?

They're gonna let you out.

There are a lot of people out there

who would love to see your old man behind bars forever,

and that's why it's real important

for me to cover all my bases.

My lawyers say that I could use a little help

in the, uh, in the image department.

That's where you come in.

What do you want me to do?

It's very simple.

All you have to do is write a letter.

What am I supposed to say in this letter?

Well, what do you think

you're supposed to say in this letter?

You're my son.

I'm your father.

You figure it out.

You never change, Jack.

What're you telling me?

Are you telling me you're not gonna help me out here?

If you were in my shoes, I'd be there for you,

and you know that's true.

So, can I count on you here?

I'll see what I can do.

Good, good.

Then that's settled.

Look, uh...

you know the address of my lawyer.

Do me a favor, make sure

they get a draft of that letter

by the end of the week,

so they can put it in the record.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

So... uh...

how's that girlfriend of yours doing?

What's her name, uh... Linda?

Brenda.

Her name is Brenda.

BRENDA: I cannot believe that we are actually in Paris.

DONNA: Brenda, what time is it back home?

No way, Donna.

We are not calling home right now.

We just got here.

Please do not lecture me right now, Brenda.

I am so tired, my stomach is a wreck

and I have a sore throat

from all those people smoking in the airplane.

Well, just think about this.

You won't have to get on another plane for six weeks.

Good, because seriously,

if I had to smell another cigarette right now,

I'd absolutely hurl.

Oh, uh...

Ugh!

Oh, uh, monsieur.

Uh, est-il possible que vous nu fumez pas,

por favor?

I-I mean, s'il vous plaît?

Tell him that smoking causes lung cancer.

And heart disease.

And emphysema. Tell him.

Donna, my French is not that good.

La fumee-vous derange?

Well, you see,

the plane was really smoky...

Pas de probleme.

La porte est la.

The door is there!

What did he say?

(angry muttering)

What are you doing?

Je fume, je fume, okay?

Out! You, out!

La tour est finit.

C'est tout.

Brenda!

Donna, don't worry, I'll handle this.

Look, I'm sorry. You can smoke

if you want.

I mean, it's a free country, right?

It's your country, n'est-ce pas?

Hmm.

Oh!

Have a nice day!

Thanks for handling that, Bren.

Any time, Don.

Oh... we made it!

I wanna go home!

Donna, I did not just carry your luggage

five blocks up a hill just to have you wimp out.

Once we get in the room, everything will be fine.

Cela sera fini quand, aujourd'hui ou demain?

Un mauvais ... et de mauvais utils!

Allez-vous, et depechez.

Je suis furieux.

Immediatement.

Oh, mademoiselles.

Bonjour. Je m'appelle Brenda Walsh, et...

Mais oui!

Et Mademoiselle Martin?

Bonjour, bonjour.

Je suis la concierge,

Madame DuBois. Mais vous etes en retard.

Je vous attendais ce matin

et vous n'avez pas telephone.

Uh, excusez-moi, mais parlez-vous anglais?

Oui, but you are in the immersion program, non?

And all the girls, they love for me to speak French with them.

Oh, we just had a really

long trip, and I don't think

we're completely ready to immerse yet.

Except, of course, in a bathtub.

Oh, mais oui.

Forgive me, you are tired.

But you are very late, non?

Three people, they ask me for my last room

and I said, non, it is fully paid.

I must hold it for the girls.

Voila! And all of our rooms have names.

This one is "Marie."

Well,

you know, I am sure that

it's got a really...

really nice...

...window.

And this is for your clothes.

Ah! And the towels are ici.

Whoa.

This is for our clothes?

All of our clothes?

Both of our clothes?

I need to sit down.

(sighs)

Oh.

Kelly must've had ESP.

You know, Donna, it's not like

we're gonna be spending any time in our room.

(DuBois laughs)

You will be in the program all day

and out with the parties all night.

See?

Knock, knock.

DUBOIS: Oh, allo, Maggie!

Please tell the girls

they will be too busy in Paris even to sleep!

Ah, oui.

We shall give ourselves to our French lovers

and then go home with broken hearts, but...

a lifetime of memories.

Hi. I'm Maggie,

and these two creeps are Lynnette and Ann.

I will leave you to make friends.

We just wanted to see who got stuck with "Marie."

(giggling)

A bientot.

Don't mind them.

We won't.

I'm Brenda, and this is Donna.

Hey. Hi.

Well, cheer up, Donna.

Look, I got stuck with "Antoinette"

and it ain't a whole lot better.

Great.

Look, Donna, we can either complain

all summer or make the best of it,

but if you're gonna sit around and mope,

I'm gonna go take a bath-- which is where?

Try the third floor, end of the hallway.

Oh.

Oh, and the water heater takes tokens.

Oh, my God.

I've got to call David.

Oh, there's a pay phone in the, uh, courtyard.

Don't do it, Donna.

Look, if you call him before you get settled in,

you'll get even more homesick.

Where are you guys from, anyway?

Uh, Los Angeles.

Where in Los Angeles?

Uh... West Lost Angeles.

What high school?

West Beverly High.

I knew it.

So...

anybody got a cigarette?

JAY: I gotta give you credit.

I don't think I could last one day

baby-sitting those little tykes.

Actually, it's a pretty good job.

Of course, it doesn't compare

to hobnobbing with the bigwigs at CNN.

Yeah, right.

The bureau chief still doesn't know my name.

So you're paying your dues.

They're still taking you

to the Republican convention, aren't they?

We leave for Houston next week.

That sounds a little more exciting

than digging for sand crabs all summer.

Well, you want me to talk to Mr. Rouse,

see if they have any more intern jobs?

Yeah, right.

Like they'd hire anybody who's still in high school.

That's exactly who they hire since they pay next to nothing.

So you want me to check it out?

Are you kidding?

I'd love it, even if it is the Republican National Convention.

It gives me a chance to smoke out the enemy.

The enemy?

What are you talking about?

I'm a Republican.

You're kidding, right?

Horror of horrors.

And it doesn't bother you that I'm a card-carrying liberal?

Well, you know what they say about girls

who are liberal, don't you?

No. What do they say, Jay?

It's rumored that they're very...

liberal.

And you know what they say about conservatives, don't you?

They're lousy lovers.

Who says?

My lips are sealed.

Well, why don't you just stand up

and let me prove to you how wrong you are.

Jay...

Come on, Andrea.

How am I supposed to uphold the honor and dignity

of the Grand Old Party if you just sit there?

Jay...

Don't tell me a "card-carrying liberal"

is too bashful to commit

to a little public display of affection.

Okay...

(cheering)

William F. Buckley has nothing on you, boy.

Isn't that weird how they're doing that with their fingers?

Yeah, it is.

You know what they're doing-- they're signing.

That's how deaf people talk to each other

and it's not nice to stare, so stop.

Come on, down the slide.

Hi.

I'm Andrea.

What's your name?

His name is Cameron.

Hi. I'm Andrea Zuckerman. How are you?

Hi.

Ellen Shaw. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

How did you learn to sign?

I used to do volunteer work at the Valley Youth Center

and there were some hearing impaired kids there,

so I thought I should learn how to speak their language.

Nice. Not many people would make the effort.

It's fun.

You'd better watch out

or you're going to get sand in your sandwich.

I don't like eating sand.

What? You like eating sand?

No, I said I hate sand in my food.

Oh, you hate eating sand.

Me, too.

Look, Mrs. Shaw, there's no reason Cameron

has to sit alone all summer.

Why don't you sign him up for beach camp?

I don't think so.

He'll be okay.

I mean, I can take care of him, really.

You don't have to worry.

I just don't think it would work out.

But thank you for asking.

It was nice meeting you.

Nice meeting you, too.

Come on, honey, time to come out of the sun.

BRENDA: You know there's something

about being in a city that's over 2,000 years old.

It gives you such a sense of history.

DONNA: Brenda, my feet are killing me!

Donna, I can't believe in all those suitcases

you didn't find a decent pair of walking shoes.

Brenda, you're nagging again.

Yeah, well, our next stop is not too far.

No, no more.

I need a nap.

Donna, they strongly recommended

that we see as many landmarks as possible before classes start.

Well, I think we ought to be excused on account of jet lag.

Levez-vous, s'il vous plaît.

David has that same shirt.

Well, I mean it's not exactly the same shirt,

but it's it's the same color.

Well, it's not exactly the same color, but...

Donna, do you want to go find a phone booth?

No.

I mean, we both agreed to tough it out as long as possible,

and if you can wait, I can wait.

Attagirl.

All right, let's see what's next?

Why don't we go to Balzac's House and then call it a day?

Okay.

Why don't we skip Balzac's House and call it a day?

Donna, I'm sure if we just give it a few more minutes, we will find it.

Other people come to Paris, they go to see the Eiffel Tower,

take a stroll down the Champs Elysées, do a little shopping.

What am I doing?

I'm going to see Balzac's House.

It was on the list, and in the neighborhood.

Oh, great. Who even cares about Balzac?

Now I could understand

if it was Pierre Cardin's house, but...

Donna, you don't want to be here, fine.

Why don't you get on the metro, and go back to the hotel!

Uh, Brenda...

I mean, stay there all summer.

Better yet, why don't you just go back to Beverly Hills,

live your same old princess life with your same old people.

Brenda... But you can do it without me.

Because I am going to take advantage

of every little bit this city has to offer.

I mean I'm not rushing to call Dylan

the minute I get here, because everything's not perfect.

I am going to "immerse", I am going to speak French

and I am going to find Balzac's House

if it's the last thing I do.

Good. Well, if you're finished...

I think the word is: voila?

We're here, let's go!

I don't believe it.

It's uh, closed.

What?

All right, here we go.

Good girl. Go get it.

Guess who.

Uh... uh, Dan Quayle.

(chuckles)

I was close.

Now, listen, I have terrific news.

I talked to my producer

and he said if you're willing to work 24 hours a day

for next to no money, he'd love to have you.

You lie. Start packing, babe. We're going to Houston.

That's great! You're a miracle worker.

That's so good!

I had incentive.

This way I get to spend the rest of the summer with you.

Oh!

Oh, I'm so excited, oh, that's so cool!

I can't wait.

Pinch me.

I still can't believe I'm not dreaming.

Hey, chalk one up to the dreams come true department.

She's trying to make you jealous, you know.

What?

Girls pull stunts like this to make you realize you like them.

Steve, that's ridiculous.

Why are you staring at her then?

I wasn't staring.

Well, if you're gonna make a move, buddy,

you'd better do it before it's too late.

(sighs)

Okay, go on.

Careful.

Hello.

Hi, Cameron.

Can I join that group?

Sure you can join the group.

Did your mother give you permission?

Terrific.

Come on over.

(whistle blowing)

Group, come over here. Come on over.

Gang, this is Cameron.

Cameron, this is the gang.

Say, hi.

ALL: Hi.

Well, don't just stand there.

Let's go swimming.

Come on, go for it!

What's going on here?

Cameron, I've been looking all over for you.

How many times do I have to tell you

not to wander off like that?

He said he had your permission.

And you believed him?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Shaw.

I was frantic.

I'm really sorry.

Well, thank God, he's all right.

Mrs. Shaw, excuse me for saying this,

but just because Cameron has special needs,

doesn't mean he can't have fun with the rest of us.

Andrea, as you've just noticed,

Cameron has a tendency to wander off.

All children do,

but when a deaf child gets lost, you can't just call his name.

So I have to watch him like a hawk.

How are you going to do that

with eight other children to look after?

We'll set up a buddy system.

We'll make rules.

Please, Mrs. Shaw.

It's not fair to isolate him any more than he already is.

Andrea...

Thank you, you're very kind.

I'm sorry.

It's just impossible.

It's just day camp... one day.

There's no commitment.

Please, just try it.

Okay, you win.

What?

Cameron can join your group.

That's terrific!

So, Kelly recommended this place?

Yeah, but she didn't warn me it was so dressy.

Regardez that outfit.

Ooh-la-la!

We definitely have to check out "le shopping".

We will, but not until we are speaking French just like the natives.

Come on, Bren, haven't you heard the expression, "money talks"?

Yeah, and I don't have a whole lot of it.

Besides, I don't want people to take a look at us

and say "stupid tourists, let's take advantage of them."

You can't show any weakness here,

you can't let on that you're not right on top of things.

And now is a great time to start.

Votre command, s'il vous plaît.

Oh, here.

Bren, this is all in French.

Je voudrais le poisson, s'il vous plaît.

Quel Poisson?

Nous avons 26 poissons différents!

Um...

La coquis St. Jacques, la dorade,

le rouget, la sole...

La sole. Très bien. S'il vous plaît.

Merci. Et vous?

Oh. Um...

Oh, God...

(deliberately): I don't want fish.

One, one sec...

This... please.

S'il vous plaît.

Cervelles de Veau. Très bien.

What's that?

"Veau" is veal.

Oh, that sounds good.

Garcon, make that deux.

Tres bien, mademoiselle.

You see? That wasn't so hard, was it?

Bon appetit.

Bon appetit.

ANDREA: All right, be careful, now.

Good. Good toss.

Okay. All right, careful now.

If you toss it too hard it's going to break, right?

All right, Andrew, good pass, good pass.

Oh, my God, oh, my God, that was good.

Throw it well.

Don't break it, don't break it.

It's not over yet.

In coming.

Don't you, don't you dare.

Don't you even think it.

Don't, don't...

Get her, get her.

Whose side are you on, huh?

Ready, aim... fire!

Oh, my God.

Game's over.

Everybody in the water.

Come on, game's over.

Hey, I heard about your new job.

Yeah. What a hoot, huh?

Andrea Zuckerman at the Republican Convention.

So, what are you planning to tell Henry?

I already did.

He gave me his blessings.

And what about the kids?

What about 'em?

There are plenty of people who can run day camps.

Henry's got that girl from Beverly

just waiting in the wings.

That may be true,

but I'm sure she doesn't know how to sign for the deaf.

That's a low blow. No, it isn't.

You went out of your way to drag that kid into your group.

Now he's having the time of his life

and you're just gonna dump him.

Excuse me, this was not a lifetime commitment.

His mom knows that.

Does Cameron?

Since when are you so worried

about the feelings of a little boy?

I'm glad this is so easy for you, Andrea.

Thank you, Brandon.

I'm glad you're glad.

All I can say is, the food better be worth the wait.

Me, too.

I am starving, I'm famished, I'm...

David?

I thought it was David for a second.

You've really got it bad.

What do I have?

The dependent woman syndrome.

I read about it in a magazine.

You're imagining that you see David

because you can't accept the idea of your own independence.

I just miss him, that's all.

Donna, you can't fall into that old stereotype,

you know, the clinging female who lives and dies by her man.

Look who's talking?

I mean, David and I are dating.

But you and Dylan were, were what, like, living together.

No, we were playing house.

And that's partly why I came here--

to see what it takes to be my own boss,

not to be Daddy's little girl,

or my boyfriends' little woman.

Hmm, and I thought we were just out to have fun.

Well, we will, if you'd just give it half a chance.

You know, Bren, I'd be having a great time

if my dinner would just get here.

Okay, but just think about what I'm saying,

otherwise it's going to be a really long summer.

Cervelles de Veau.

Wait a second.

I ordered veal.

Mais oui. Cervelles de veau.

Bon appetit.

I don't know about this.

Okay, it looks weird.

But I'm sure it's edible.

Great, right now, I could eat just about anything.

It's very, uh... French.

It's, uh, it's kind of... mushy.

It's brains.

Wow.

Uh, from now on, let's just stick to fish.

No problem.

I hope you're planning to recycle all that paper.

Hi, Kel.

What are you writing, the great American novel?

Hardly. It's a letter.

Well, tell Brenda I said hello.

It's not a letter to Brenda.

It's for my father. He's up for parole.

Yeah. I heard that on the news.

I'm supposed to write this glowing letter

to convince the parole board

what a fabulous father he is, you know.

Needless to say, the words aren't coming easy.

I'll just leave you alone, then.

No, I need a break.

You want to get a soda or something?

Sure.

So, how's it going?

Not so hot.

Things with Jake and I didn't go so well.

Oh, you know I told him not to mess with you.

You talked to him about me?

Yeah.

I really got sucked in.

I ended up throwing myself at him.

Yeah, well, some people have that kind of power.

Can I have a couple of mineral water's, please?

Well, I guess I'm done with guys for a while.

But thanks for trying to look out for me.

Hey, come on, we were in

the same kindergarten class, remember?

That's right.

Miss Carney.

As I recall,

you were the king of "quiet time."

So you're having a hard time with this letter?

Yeah, I just can't come up with a single flattering thing

to say about my own father that I actually believe.

Well, when in doubt, lie.

I may have to.

Hey, Andrea, where are you off to?

I have a date. Oh.

Hey, listen, what do you want to go running off with that guy

to Houston for anyway, huh?

Don't you approve?

I don't need your permission to do this, Brandon.

No, it's, it's not that.

It's... I just kind of wish

you were sticking around here for the summer.

I'm gonna miss riding to work

with you every morning,

and helping you out with the kids.

That's sweet.

But most of all I'm gonna miss you.

Brandon...

What the hell was that?

It's just how I feel.

Look, don't insult me like that, okay. Not now.

Hey wait, wait, what are you talking about?

The only reason you're the slightest bit interested in me

is because I'm seeing someone else, and you know it.

That's not true.

Oh, yeah?

Then where have you been the last couple years, Brandon?

You had your chance,

you made your choice.

I'd appreciate it if you'd get out of my way

because I have a date.

So break it.

What makes you think you're so damn irresistible?

Red Rover, Red Rover, let Cameron come over.

Go, Cameron, go.

Come on, you can do it. Come on!

Yay!

Cameron, good work.

All right!

Good work.

BRANDON: Tell me something, Steve--

what is it about guys that makes them

suddenly want the one girl they can't have?

I don't know, I think it's hormonal.

(whistle blowing)

Okay, lunchtime.

Let's go, come on.

Everybody, one, two, three,

run, run, run, let's go.

Andrea. Andrea, hey...

Not now, Brandon.

No, come on, please just listen to me for one minute, okay?

I didn't sleep much last night.

I was thinking a lot about what I did and what you said.

And?

And you were right.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to offend you or insult you.

Apology accepted.

That's it? Mm-hmm.

Just like that, apology accepted?

You know, you have every reason in the world to think I'm scum.

Pond scum.

Pond scum.

With lousy timing.

So, uh...

we're still friends.

Always friends.

Cool.

You really like him, don't you?

Yeah. I really do.

That's good.

I'm happy for you.

But I have to admit you did call it.

You never know what you've got till it's gone.

Thanks.

"Comment vous appellez-vous?"

Comment vous appellez-vous?

"Je m'appelle Donna."

Je m'appelle Donna.

Très bien, mademoiselle.

Bren, it's easy to repeat after you,

but I was totally lost in class today.

How am I supposed to understand anyone at the party?

Donna, I'm sure someone there will speak English.

And even if they don't, flirting is a universal language.

Brenda, I'm not out to pick anyone up.

Besides I would never do that to David.

Donna, this has nothing to do with David.

All I'm saying is that it's quite possible

you might enjoy talking to some cute Parisian guys.

And if you really want to, you'll find a way.

I know. I just miss David so much.

I keep thinking I see him, everywhere that I go.

I miss Dylan, too.

It's just that I'm not obsessing over it.

I mean, he's there and I'm here.

Well, it's harder for me because of that language "thang".

All I can say is, if Ann and Lynnette

can handle this program, so can you.

Hmm, maybe it's their accents that keep throwing me off.

"Je m'appelle Lynnette".

(knocking)

Oops.

(Southern accent): Y'all ready to rock 'n' roll?

Train's a movin' gal.

Are you creeps coming or what?

Now remember, if you get into trouble,

just ask where the bathroom is: "Ou est la toilette?"

Got it?

Mais oui.

Bon. Allons-y.

Oh, um...

Vous etes tres jolie.

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

Um... ou est la toilette?

Oh, uh...

non, merci.

And where are you from?

Nous habitons en Texas.

What'd she say?

They live in Texas.

Texas?

Do you know, uh, do you know, uh, George Bush?

No.

Do you know, um, Ross Perot?

Do you know Ross Perot?

Excuse me.

Vous etes tres jolie.

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

I sleep with her.

Alors, the more the merrier, n'est ce pas?

I don't think so.

Dylan!

Dylan...

Excusez-moi.

(techno music playing)

That's it, David!

You're gonna get us kicked out of this club!

Hello.

Hi.

Where are you off to?

Uh, I'm going to jail.

(both chuckle)

It's for my father's parole hearing.

Well, good luck.

Thanks.

Hey, Dylan.

Nice suit.

Well, a little big in the waist,

but, uh, I been on

that prison diet too long.

This is some letter.

Glad you liked it.

Guess I wasn't too bad a father after all, huh?

Don't believe everything you read.

"My father taught me never to give up.

"When I was six, I was having trouble learning how to read.

"Every night, no matter how busy he was,

"my father would sit with me for hours.

"It wasn't sinking in.

"But one night, I looked at the words

"and somehow it all clicked.

"I never thanked my father for that.

This is as good a time as any."

There won't be a dry eye in the house.

Except what I wrote in that letter wasn't really true.

My mom taught me how to read.

That's a lot of crap, Dylan.

You have a damn selective memory.

Come on, Dad.

You were never around to teach me to read,

you were never around for anything.

Oh, yeah?

"I do not like them in a plane,

"I do not like them on a train.

I do not like green eggs and ham..."

"I do not like them, Sam I am."

Listen, kid, whatever happens in there...

I am glad that you're here.

Good luck, Dad.

Let's do it.

You know, I've had

what I thought were French pastries before,

but somehow they taste so much better here. Bren?

Hmm?

What's wrong?

You know how you keep on thinking

that you're seeing David?

Yeah.

Well, it started happening to me.

And I started thinking, "What are we doing here?"

We're immersing.

We're learning new things in a new language

in a new culture.

Now I'm starting to learn that being in one

of the most romantic cities in the world isn't so romantic

when you don't have someone you love to share it with.

Not that I don't love you, but you know what I mean.

Well, I guess I haven't been

such a great traveling companion.

Well, you have been complaining a bit,

but I've been pretty bossy.

You know, I'm really glad you said that so I didn't have to.

We do do things our own way, don't we?

I don't know, I would hate for people to look at me and think

that I was some pampered kid from West Beverly High.

I really want to be a whole person

with many sides, many talents and many interests.

I just don't know what they all are yet.

Bren, I have a confession to make:

I'm really glad that you came instead of Kelly.

Why?

Well, if she were here, she'd be the one complaining,

and I, I would've felt like I had to cheer her up.

And honestly I just,

I just haven't had it in me.

I hear ya.

You know, you're gonna be okay, and I'm gonna be okay.

I mean, this is the summer before our senior year.

We're gonna find out what it's like

to be on our own

and we are gonna have the time of our lives.

Absolument! (giggles)

So, uh, what was that time difference again?

I'll race you to the phone.

(giggles)

An elephant? Dumbo?

I got it! I got it!

Mickey Mouse!

Horton Hears a Who!

Bugs Bunny!

Yeah!

Hey, Cameron's team wins again! Come on, you guys.

Hi.

Hi, how are you?

Andrea, I just want to thank you so much.

Cameron's having such a terrific time.

He's a great kid.

Yeah. Hmm. I'm really sorry

you're not gonna be around for the rest of the summer.

You've had such an impact on him.

Given him

a terrific opportunity.

He's going to miss all this.

Thanks again.

Hey, sorry about your dad.

I heard it on the radio.

Uh, when they started dragging out affidavits

from, like, a hundred old women who'd lost their pension funds

in one of Jack's high quality investment portfolios,

we kinda knew it was over.

It's all right, though,

he'll be up for parole again in six months.

Well, did you finish that letter?

Yeah.

I guess we both know what it's like

to have fathers who only care about themselves.

By the way, Brenda called last night.

She did? How's she doing?

They're having a great time.

She was going on with this story,

something about eating brains, I don't know.

She seemed so far away.

Well, she is far away.

When she asked about what was going on here,

I didn't even tell her about my dad.

Why not?

I didn't want to bring her down.

Yeah, they're off in Paris having the time of their lives

and we're stuck here, miserable.

To tell you the truth, I'm not that miserable.

To tell you the truth, neither am I.

Hi.

I told him you were leaving.

I'd, uh, I'd like to talk to him myself, if that's okay.

Cameron...

You and me, we're friends.

I like you.

It must have been tough saying good-bye.

I wasn't saying good-bye.

I told him I changed my mind.

I decided I'm staying here all summer.

You are?

Mm-hmm.

Well, what happened?

Nothing.

What about Jay?

What about, what about CNN, what about Houston?

Well, you hit the nail on the head, Brandon.

I mean, how can I turn my back on Cameron now?

He needs me.

More than Jay, or CNN, or God knows, the Republican party.

So...

I had nothing to do with your change of heart? Come on.

Of course not, you conceited jerk.

(laughs)

You never cease to amaze me, you know that?

Thank you, sir.

I do my best.

You're blowing a hell of an opportunity,

you know that, don't you?

No.

There'll be other conventions.

I wasn't talking about the convention.

I might still be here when you come back.

I won't be, not for long, anyway.

I mean, school starts in September,

and Evanston, Illinois, is a long way from Beverly Hills.

Yeah, but there are telephones, airplanes.

frequent flyer miles.

I mean,

if you're willing to try a long-distance relationship.

I get the whole month of December off,

a week at Thanksgiving.

Well, that's not so bad.

Yes, it is, but I'm glad about one thing.

What?

That the reason you're staying is Cameron Shaw,

not Brandon Walsh.

That really is the reason, right?

I mean, you wouldn't lie to me, would you?

Hey, I'm a Democrat, remember?

We don't lie.

Yeah, right.

I guess there is something

to be said for the Democratic party after all.

Wake up, campers.

Andrea's having a major tug-of-war down by the water

and we need you.

All right, come on.

Let's go get some exercise.

Okay.

(all shouting)

Come on! Let's go! Keep pulling!

You're doing good! Come on!

Come on, Annie! Come on!

We're gonna win. Let's pull! Let's pull!

Come on, you guys! Let's pull!

What is that?

Are you pulling at all?

I think you need to put some weight on.

Excuse me!

I'm sorry. I got tangled up.

Yeah, me, too.

STEVE: Come on, lovebirds.

Get off the rope.