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Here I was feeling guilty for deceiving you

when you knew all along I wasn't French.

Well, maybe not all along.

But the truth is I'm really glad

you turned out to be a red-blooded American girl.

So you don't regret

missing your plane, and staying here with me in Europe?

No, not at all.

I really think I'm falling in love with you, Dylan.

I mean Rick.

(seatbelt bell chimes)

(sighs)

Bren, fasten your seat belt. We're almost in New York.

Can you believe it?

Not really.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Bonjour.

Please be sure to fill out your customs forms before deplaning.

All connecting flights will be posted on the monitor

at the gate.

Thank you for flying TWA.

I miss Paris already.

Me, too.

But I can't wait to see David.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

I can't wait to see Rick.

I mean Dylan.

Morning, camper.

How'd you sleep?

Fine.

What do you think of sleeping on the beach?

Well, I think ordering that shooting star

was a little over the top,

but other than that, it was pretty cool.

Yeah, it could have been even better.

I'm glad we didn't cross that line.

What are you saying?

Because we didn't have sex, nothing happened?

Who fell asleep in my arms last night?

I admit it: we did connect...

but we both know how much you love Brenda.

Did I talk about Brenda last night?

Am I talking about her right now?

I am, and you should be.

Okay, fine,

but can you honestly look me in the eye and tell me

that we have not become more

than just "good friends" this summer?

What do you want to do, Dylan?

Do you want to make love so we can prove

that I have become once again the class bimbo?

How can you use the words "make love"

and "bimbo" in the same sentence?

Look, just play it out with me, okay?

Yeah.

I mean how are we going to feel

when Brenda comes home and asks us

what we've been doing all summer?

Come on, guys.

There's some great shells over here. Look.

What's Andrea doing here?!

Oh...

Uh, zip me up, Dylan, zip me up.

All right, all right.

Ow!

Oh, look at this!

Andrea, hi. Hi.

Um, what're you doing so far from the club?

We're collecting shells

for the sandcastle contest tomorrow.

Oh, great.

Uh, Kevin kinda partied

a little too hard last night.

(groaning)

Uh, you guys, come on. Let's go over here, okay?

There's some good shells over there.

Great shells over there.

Come on. The best shells.

Go, go, go, go, go. There you go.

"Kevin"?

I had to think fast.

See, that's exactly what I'm talking about.

I've worked too hard to change my reputation

to start sneaking around now.

What do you want me to do, Kelly, huh?

You want me to tell Brenda about us?

There's nothing to tell her, okay?

We watched Casablanca. We saw some stars.

That's it.

Whatever gets you through the night.

If things were different, Dylan,

maybe we could have something,

but Brenda's my best friend.

When she gets off that plane tonight you're going to remember

exactly why you fell in love with her in the first place.

Dylan, you and I had what we had this summer, okay?

I just think that has to be enough for both of us.

What are you telling me?

We'll always have Paris?

Thanks for not doing a Bogart imitation.

(pop music playing)

What? The beat's jamming.

You want me to stop it for a bridge?

David, it needs something.

Maybe we should go back to the chorus.

Look, the arrangement's fine the way it is.

David, if I'm going to be your manager,

you're going to have to start listening to me.

Yeah, well, maybe if you got me a gig, I would.

Hey, can I interrupt you two

musical geniuses for a minute?

What's going on?

Well, I just wanted to remind you

of Brenda's little welcome home party tonight;

chez Walsh,

9:00, black tie optional.

Oh, God, is it 4:30 already?

I gotta get home. I gotta find Kelly.

I have to pick Donna up at the airport.

I'm outta here.

Excuse me.

(chuckles)

Young love.

♪ It's all I need ♪

Well, thanks for making this, Brooke.

It took longer to print out

than it did to configure and input.

Ooh, I love it when you talk computer to me.

Well, I love it when we don't say anything.

They've gotten pretty close.

Are you bummed?

No, not at all.

What about you?

Nah.

The times, they are a-changing, Steve.

Take one!

Take one.

Oh, you guys, they're here.

Hey, everybody, we're home.

Hi. Bonjour.

Hi, how was it?

Good.

Brenda, welcome home.

How are you?

Hey, this is Brooke. Brooke, this is Brenda.

Hi.

Hi, nice meeting you.

Mom, Dad, can I talk to you in the kitchen for a second?

Excuse us.

♪ A sympathetic ear ♪

♪ It's all I need. ♪

Mom, Dad, is there some reason

why Dylan isn't here?

Honey, let's not start.

Dad, I'm not starting.

But are you saying that we're right where we left off?

That you still don't want me to see Dylan?

Your father and I haven't really

talked about it yet.

Well, I wish you would.

I really need to know where I stand...

with you and with Dylan.

Okay, honey.

Who was that masked woman?

She didn't raise her voice.

She didn't make any threats.

Are you surprised?

You're not?

Well, isn't that why we sent her

to France in the first place?

I mean, so she could grow up?

If it isn't Dylan,

it's going to be some other boy, Jim.

At least we know he loves her.

Hello?

Anybody home? Oh, hey.

Donna, how's it goin'? Hey, guys.

You look great. Thanks.

Welcome home. It's great to see you, too.

Qué pasa?

Hey, music man.

Hi. Hi.

I thought Kelly was with you.

She is... was.

Bonjour.

Hi. How are you?

I'm good. No complaints.

How about you?

C'est magnifique.

DONNA: We brought presents. Really?

Oh... just what I always wanted: a sweatshirt.

DAVID: No, it's not just any sweatshirt.

Read the front.

(mispronouncing): "Less Wildcats."

Les Wildcats.

Do you have any matches?

I cannot believe you are smoking.

Don't worry. It's my last one.

Everybody smokes in Paris.

Do you want a drag?

Oh, get away from me with that.

I just had this dress dry-cleaned.

You know, if your parents catch you, you're dead.

Yeah, well, what are they going to do,

not invite Dylan to my party?

Have you talked to him yet?

No, I'm waiting till everybody leaves.

I cannot wait to hear his voice in the same time zone.

It's weird, but in the back of my mind,

I sort of thought that you being in Paris

might change things with you guys.

Can you keep a secret?

I think so.

Well, right before we were leaving,

I met this really cute guy from the University of Wisconsin

and he actually believed that I was French.

You're kidding me.

He was completely fooled, mon cherie.

Oh! What happened?

Well, he wanted me to go backpacking with him...

and I came really close to doing it,

but instead

I turned around and went to the airport

and never even said good-bye.

Wow.

You know, part of me just wanted to take off with him,

but I kept thinking about how much I love Dylan,

and I just couldn't.

Boy, was I tempted.

Temptation can be a killer.

(toilet flushes)

So, what did you do all summer?

Spent a lot of time with the baby.

(doorbell rings)

Dylan, thanks for coming at such short notice.

Thanks for calling.

I remember you.

Dylan!

Hey! Hi.

(giggles)

So what's going on at the Beach Club tomorrow?

Ah, it's going to be an authentic New England clambake

followed by a big dance.

Which I won't be playing at.

And don't forget the sandcastle- building contest tomorrow.

Ciao, guys.

Bye-bye.

Hey, Steve, wait up.

Bye, guys.

I'll see you tomorrow, handsome.

I think I'll walk you out to your car.

Bye...

Okay, you stay here.

Unless you already have plans.

Hey, Kelly, can you hang for a while?

No, I'm the chauffeur tonight.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay...

DYLAN: Night, Kel.

Yeah, good night.

So why don't we go in the kitchen and clean up.

Okay.

I thought we're supposed to be cleaning up.

Aren't we?

Bren, I got a confession to make.

While you were in France,

I almost forgot what you were like.

Well, is it coming back to you?

It's getting there.

I brought you something.

Oh, Bren,

that's great.

It's for your watch chain. Read the back.

"Je t'aime, Brenda."

I really, really wish we could go back to your house,

but I don't think it's the smartest thing to do

considering it's my first night back.

I should've gotten you something. Dylan, why?

You didn't go anywhere this summer.

Je t'aime aussi, Brenda.

Did everyone leave?

Yeah, they all said goodbye, and everybody

said thank you for the party and everything.

Well, I'm glad they enjoyed themselves.

I'm glad you're home.

Mom, Dad,

it really meant a lot to Dylan that you let him come over.

And it meant a lot to me, too.

You know, I did a lot of thinking over the summer

and you guys were right.

Things have to change.

I mean I love Dylan,

but I'm not willing to lose you guys

just to make some kind of a point.

And I really want to be a part of this family.

We love you too, sweetheart.

Maybe you weren't the only one who grew up this summer.

Hey...

I don't know how I'm ever going to be able to thank you guys

for sending me to Paris.

You already did, sweetheart.

Good night.

Good night. Good night, honey.

(knocking)

You gonna be much longer, sis?

Yeah, two seconds.

Okay. Hey, you're wearing the sweatshirt.

Yeah, it's already one of my favorites.

Thanks.

Do you smell smoke?

No... but I'm really stuffed up from the flight.

And I'm still on Paris time.

So, it went great over there, or what?

Yeah.

So how was it being home alone with Mom and Dad?

Well, with you gone, they kind of lost their taste for battle.

Oh, it was cool, you know. They did their thing.

I did mine: I worked, hung out with Brooke.

Yeah, she's something else.

You didn't like her?

No. I think she's great. I'm really happy for you.

She smart; she's athletic; she gets along with everybody...

But...

I don't know.

I can't put my finger on it, but something's off, you know?

So does this mean we're not going out

on a double date next week?

We'll see.

So, is it weird being back?

You know the French have this saying,

"The more things change, the more they remain the same."

It's weird. Somehow I feel like I haven't even left.

So we can expect Dad and Dylan

to go another ten rounds this year?

Fortunately, I think that's changed.

Good.

Hey, listen, let me know when you're done, okay? Okay.

Oh, Brandon,

the next time I go to France,

you're definitely gonna have to go with me.

You know, I was just thinking that exact same thing.

Must be one of those twin things.

(knocking)

Kelly, you okay?

You seemed a little weirded out at the party.

Do you think Brenda noticed?

No, no one did.

You did.

Well, that's because I saw you and Dylan together.

What if Dylan decides to tell Brenda the truth?

Don't worry. He's not that stupid.

So you're not gonna tell Donna

about that girl you fooled around with?

Well, that's different; I mean, you know,

Nikki wasn't Donna's best friend in the world.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way.

Look, just forget about it.

It'll blow over. You'll see.

Good night, David.

Good night.

Some best friend.

BRANDON: We're way overmatched here.

You know that.

Oh, come on, Brandon, these guys are professional architects.

Of course, we can't compete with them.

That's why they're in their own division.

Ah.

Uh, still, I'm no good at this sand sculpture thingy...

To tell you the truth, it's my first time.

Oh...

a virgin.

Seriously,

If we can't beat sister Brenda and Andrea and the kiddies

and whoever else, we're pretty sorry stuff.

Okay, but you're gonna have to carry the team.

Hey, I've got work to do.

Okay, if you're busy...

I'm sure Steve wouldn't mind

getting into the wet sand with me.

Hey!

Give me those lips, honey.

Oh, I thought you'd never ask.

Wow, she's into your brother something fierce.

Yeah. So you noticed.

Hey, don't...

(shovels clang)

That's good, Cheryl.

Don't forget to pack the sand with water, okay, and then...

Not now, Cameron, okay?

What?

I know the Batmobile was your idea,

but, but I have to help the other kids, too,

okay? All right.

Oh, that's good. Try this part...

Oh, sand is definitely not good for my nails.

Okay, make room for the expert.

Now ladies, don't you think

if you're going to be sculpting France, you ought to have a map.

BRENDA: Wow, thanks.

I never thought you'd want to help in a million years.

Come on. I'm into it.

You are?

Yeah, I am.

Oh great, we're gonna get a lot of work done here.

Where are David and Kelly when you really need them?

JACKIE: Kelly, please,

I've been cooped up in the house all summer.

Besides, it's Erin's coming out party.

I'm sorry. You go.

I just don't feel like doing that whole club thing tonight.

Dad wanted me to tell you the car's all packed up,

and he's ready to go.

What is it, honey? Is it Jake?

Are you still upset about him?

Mother, please.

What did I say? I'm just trying to understand you.

Then why can't you understand

that I just feel like staying home?

Fine, it's your loss.

Listen, will you tell your Dad

I'll be just a minute.

Listen, Kel, uh, you're going to have

to talk to Brenda again sooner or later.

I talked to her last night.

That's why I just... I don't want to go.

So you and Dylan kissed in the cabana once, big deal.

You said nothing happened, right?

Right, nothing happened.

Then quit torturing yourself, put on some sunblock

and let's go down to the beach

and spend the last day of summer with our friends.

Besides...

if you keep moping around,

people are gonna start getting suspicious.

I'm telling you, that isn't Vaucresson.

Donna, it is. I'm positive.

You're wrong. Look at the map.

Then Rick's wrong because that's what he told me it was.

Who's Rick?

Uh, Rick was our tour guide in France.

He must've been pretty good.

Why do you say that?

Well, he knew where Vaucresson was.

Cameron, didn't I tell you

to stay with Kenny and the group?

You want to help me?

That's sweet.

The best way for you to help me

is to stay here,

while I go and I fill up the bucket, okay?

All right, Brooke, I gotta take off.

How can you leave now? We'll never finish on time?

Hey, I warned you I had to help Henry today.

Oh, come on.

Henry can prep the clambake by himself.

No, he really can't. It's just a ton of work.

So let Henry earn his money for a change.

What's that supposed to mean?

You know what I mean.

No, I don't.

Brandon...

Henry can't be fired. He's black.

Brooke, for your information,

nobody around here works as hard as Henry.

And when he's not busting his ass here,

he's rebuilding his store that was

torched by the looters in the riots,

so don't you ever tell me he slacks off, okay.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to insult your boss.

He's not just my boss.

He's my friend, too.

All I was trying to do was get you

to stay and play with me a little while longer.

I didn't mean anything by it.

Really.

Okay.

But I gotta go.

Hey.

Want some help shucking some corn?

Well, that would mean we'd both be abandoning ship.

That would mean we'd both be together.

Oh, hi. Hey.

She is so exquisite.

What took you guys so long?

Well, my sister had a small crisis.

Why, what's wrong with Erin?

Nothing.

(crying) BRENDA: She has such beautiful skin.

You should've seen her a couple weeks ago.

She practically fit in the palm of my hand.

BRENDA: You two know each other?

Uh, yeah.

Me and Kelly babysat one night.

You did?

Yeah, he was a natural; talked her right to sleep.

I heard you have that effect on women.

Not.

Honey, everybody's seen Erin.

I think we should head back to the clubhouse now. Okay.

Uh, everybody...

open house up at the Taylor-Silver cabana.

Kelly, where are you going?

Aren't you gonna help us finish the sculpture?

No, I think I better stick by my mom.

But I'll see guys later.

Bye.

Come on.

Monsieur McKay, aren't you coming?

Yeah.

Hey, why are you moving all your equipment?

I'm making room in the cabana for Erin's baby stuff.

Do you need some help?

From you?

After all, I'm your manager.

Yeah, well, not for long.

David, I'm sifting offers as we speak.

Yeah, well, sift this.

You're getting a real artistic temperament, Silver.

You know that, don't you?

One bushel down, five to go.

You know, you're getting pretty good at this.

We may have just found a new career for you.

Well, good.

I need to find something to do with the rest of my life.

Well, let me talk to Henry. I'll see what I can work out.

It must have been really hard for him to lose his store.

Yeah, watching your life savings go up in smoke.

I'd say that's pretty tough.

Didn't he put up a sign or something

like the rest of them?

You know, "Black-owned business"?

Brooke, not all the looters were black.

Besides, what difference does it make?

It makes a lot of difference.

Blacks are against the Koreans.

The Koreans are against the blacks.

And, well, they're both against us.

I don't believe that.

Well, you can believe what you want, Brandon,

but the next time there's a riot in this town,

you better believe they're gonna come to places like this

for payback time.

What are you getting so bent out of shape about?

Because every time I open my mouth these days,

we end up getting into a fight

and I'm sick of it.

Tell me about it. So am I.

Are you intimidated by me? Is that it?

(scoffs)

I'm a little more secure than that, Brooke, thanks.

That's what I thought, too.

I thought you were the perfect guy for me,

but lately it's gotten to the point

where you're embarrassed to kiss me in front of your friends.

That's not true.

Then what is it, Brandon?

Something is bothering you.

Truthfully, Brooke, yes, something is bothering me.

You see, I'm a liberal kind of guy,

and sometimes the things that come out of your mouth,

the racial slurs, et cetera,

they really drive me up a wall.

What are you saying, Brandon?

That I'm a bigot?

Brooke, I'm... Because I'm not.

I'm a good person, Brandon,

and I don't have to justify myself to you.

Brooke... No. Excuse me.

I'm going to go finish building our sand castle

and try to have some fun unless that's not politically correct!

Come on, come on, come on. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

Yeah, well...

it's a little late for that, don't you think?

Kelly, wait up.

Hi, Dylan.

You okay?

Course I am. How are you?

(sighs) Look, I know this is a little weird...

Dylan,

you don't have to keep going out of your way

to break the ice with me. I'm fine.

In fact, this is exactly what I predicted

would happen, now, isn't it?

No, you didn't predict it.

You made it happen.

(sighs)

I'm just looking out for all of us, okay?

That's what friends are for, right?

Look, Sanders, I got work to do.

I don't have time for all this Hollywood jabber.

Look, I appreciate your time constraints,

so I'll cut right to the chase.

If you let David play at tonight's dance,

I promise I'll stay out of your face forever.

I told you, I already hired a band for tonight.

So, fire them. I can't do that.

They've got a signed contract.

Henry, in this business,

contracts are meant to be broken.

I guess that's why I never went into this business, babe.

Is that better? Is the sun still in your eyes?

No, that's fine.

Oh, yeah, for you, but now I'm in deep shade.

Silver, let me show you how this thing works, man.

Like this. Like that.

Like this.

Mmm.

(laughs)

So, the key to our relationship will be

that we never speak to each other again?

No. We just have to choose our subjects more carefully.

Okay.

We'll stick to, um, sand castles.

And sports.

And Minnesota.

And weather.

And sex.

Ooh.

I like that one.

Listen, Brooke, I really am sorry.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

Everyone's entitled to their own opinion.

After all, it is a free country, right?

Whatever you say.

I am never going to talk politics with you again.

You take it too seriously.

Yeah, well, blame it on my mother.

She's the real politico in the family.

Well, then let's remember never to put her

in the same room with my father.

Don't think they'd get along, huh? Mm...

Let's put it this way.

If you disagree with him on any issue whatsoever,

you're part of some sort of

worldwide international conspiracy.

Well, that explains it then.

Hey!

Brandon?

Nice timing, Andrea.

Sorry.

Sorry. I can't find Cameron.

Well, did you check the men's room?

That's where he disappeared to last time.

I did. He wasn't there.

And he wasn't in his favorite hiding place, either.

Andrea, relax. I'm sure he'll show up.

Brandon!

Fine. I'll help you look for him.

Let's go. Come on.

I'll be right back.

Andrea.

Mrs. Shaw, I have to, um, talk to you about Cameron.

Sure.

(sighs)

I'll be leaving now.

Thanks, Brandon.

I... I thought I'd lost him.

I looked everywhere.

Could I talk to him alone just for a second?

Of course you can. Come on in.

Thanks.

(seagulls cawing)

Cameron, put that down.

Why'd you run away?

You don't know?

Are you mad at me?

I ran away because I didn't want to say good-bye.

I know.

Saying good-bye--

it's hard for me, too, but

Cameron, you shouldn't have run away.

What's wrong?

I love you.

I love you, too.

I want you to know something.

You were very brave

to tell a girl how you feel about her.

I know boys twice your age

who can't do that.

You and I are very special

friends,

and special friends--

they can last a lifetime.

Okay?

Ah, you're such a good boy.

Okay, well,

let's go before the judging starts, okay?

Come on.

(overlapping crowd chatter)

Ooh, Kelly!

Kelly, hi.

So, uh, where's your creation?

Oh, it's, uh, over there.

Dylan's trying to put the finishing touches on it.

Can I talk to you about something?

Sure.

It's about Dylan.

What?

Did you see him much during summer?

I don't know.

He was... He was around.

Look, I... I know this is going to sound crazy,

but I get the feeling

that he was seeing someone while I was gone.

Why would you say that?

He's being too nice to me.

(laughs) Brenda. Look, I know

it sounds as if I'm being paranoid,

but it's like he's trying to make up for something,

and I'm afraid he'll think that I don't trust him

if I bug him about it.

But what if he was seeing someone else?

Brenda, Dylan adores you.

I know... and he's really sweet.

It's just that I'm getting this funny vibe from him.

It's probably because you were just gone for so long.

That's it.

I hate that I am so jealous.

I'm overreacting. You're right.

Look, don't say anything to Dylan, okay?

Not even kidding?

Your secret's safe with me.

Thanks. Bye.

(seagulls screeching)

(sighs)

I know you.

You're...

Ron Checkic.

Ron Checkic. Ron Checkic!

Good to see you. Steve Sanders.

Sanders Management Group?

Uh, could you help me

with the other end of this, uh, speaker here?

Yeah, sure.

Look, I was hoping you

and your guys could help me out here.

I'm breaking a new singer.

He's on the verge of a major record deal,

and, well, he needs some more exposure.

You know what I'm saying?

No. No, I don't know what you're saying.

Okay, okay. How about this?

What would it take for you to walk away from this gig?

What is this?

Let's call it a negotiation.

Forget it.

You don't have that kind of money.

Try me.

(cheering and applause)

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,

the award in the professional category goes

to the Texas Capital Building

by the Jans Design and Development Company.

(cheering and applause)

Great, guys. Congratulations.

Last but not least is the award

in the amateur category,

and this, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,

was not an easy choice.

And the blue ribbon goes to... Andrea Zuckerman

and the kids from the Beverly Hills Beach Club Day Camp

for their sculpture of the Batmobile.

(cheering and applause)

Well, we got beat by the Romper Room.

Fix was in.

Well, you got to admit Andrea did work pretty hard

with those kids.

They deserve it.

Yeah, I guess.

I just don't get why she works here anyway.

It's not like she needs the money.

Oh, of course not.

Nobody needs money.

Come on. Andrea Zuckerman?

Hold it.

What are you saying?

She's a Jewish girl from Beverly Hills.

What?!

Hold on! Hold on, Brandon.

I meant that as a compliment.

I think you should just stop talking now, okay?

No, no, I'm not going to let you tell me

I'm wrong about this one, too.

Jewish people are great with money.

I meant it as a compliment.

Wait. Brooke, that is not a compliment.

That's a stereotype.

You know, not all black people have rhythm,

not all Latin people are hot-tempered,

and not all Jewish people are great with money.

For God's sakes,

Andrea lives in a tiny one-bedroom apartment

with her grandmother.

I really don't care where she lives, Brandon.

(sighs)

This is great, great.

We went a whole what, hour, before getting into a fight?

Must be a world record for us.

You know, Brooke, I don't think it's such a good idea

that we see each other anymore.

What?

We're gonna break up over this?

Brandon, come on.

I'm crazy about you.

I can change.

Yeah, well, I can't.

You told me these guys were professional musicians.

No, you told me they should be arriving any minute.

That was two hours ago!

No, no, no, that's no good.

Look, look, I want a combo.

I don't want some guy from Pennsylvania

playing some accordion.

Well, just get some people over here now, okay?

Can you believe these guys stiffed me?

What can I say, Henry?

There're a lot of flakes in this business.

Can your guy really sing?

DAVID: ♪ I love to touch ♪

Can he sing?

♪ Your sweet caress ♪

♪ I think of you and only you ♪

♪ That I must confess ♪

♪ Lonely days and lonely nights ♪

♪ My world's falling apart ♪

♪ I need you with me by my side ♪

♪ I need you in my heart ♪

♪ 'Cause there's a space you can only fill... ♪

Wow, he has gotten so good.

I had no idea. Yeah, well,

I'm bringing him along slowly,

you know, teaching him how to phrase a lyric,

sell an audience...

all the things a top-notch manager does.

What?

Like shut up, and let everyone else listen

to his song. Yeah, shut up.

I'm bringing him along slowly.

♪ Please be my love, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Oh, be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Oh, be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Come on, baby, and be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Oh, be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Oh, be, be, be my love ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

When I was in Paris,

I'd wake up early,

to take a walk down the Seine

just to see the moon get lost

in the morning light.

And I'd be thinking about you,

halfway around the world,

wondering if you were somewhere on the beach looking up

at the same moon.

I was.

And then I'd wonder if there was anyone else in your arms.

After a while I just stopped worrying about it.

I figured if there was anyone else,

it was only because I was there,

and you were here, and vice-versa.

That's right.

Dylan, I met someone in Paris.

Rick, my tour guide.

Well, actually, I was his tour guide.

It's kind of a long story.

We were only together the last couple of days I was there,

and it really didn't amount to anything much.

So...

are you finished with your summer vacation?

Yes.

What about you?

Are you ready to start our senior year together,

you and me?

Dylan.

Welcome home, Brenda.

(house music playing)

(music stops, applause) Woo!

Yeah!

All right!

(cheering and whistling)

Thank you, um...

Let's all take a break now.

We'll be back.

I'm sorry, I'll be back in, uh, 15 minutes.

Thanks.

STEVE: Brandon,

Andrea told me you sent Brooke packing?

Yup.

She's all yours, buddy.

I can't believe you dumped her.

What was I gonna do?

Drive down to Palos Verdes every weekend?

It was a summer fling, man.

No big deal. Yeah.

Well, anyway, I guess it's better we're available now

for all those pretty young things

that are gonna be starting Beverly and West Beverly.

You got that.

See you, bro. Later.

KELLY: Hey, Brandon.

You look like you're having as good a night as I am.

(laughs) What's your excuse?

Ah, where should I start?

The trip I didn't take, the job I had,

or the perfect girl

who turned out to be anything but.

I don't know, Kel.

Basically, a whole summer came and went.

I don't have anything to show for it.

Well, you got a good tan.

Thanks, Kelly.

I feel better already.

You're welcome.

Silver!

I didn't know you were such a crooner, my brother!

Thank you. (laughing)

David, you were wonderful.

Thanks. Hey, everybody,

here's to Silver's music career. Hey, hey.

And here's to Andrea,

for building the best sand sculpture this side

of the San Andreas Fault at least.

(glasses clinking)

BRENDA: And I have a special toast.

It took me going halfway around the world

to realize that I have the best bunch of friends

a girl could ever have.

Aww.

And I love you all.

Especially you.

STEVE: Well, uh...

(laughing)

...here's to us.

And our senior year.

Which starts in exactly six days,

eight hours and...

24 minutes. (sighs)

STEVE: Well,

at least we'll rule the school this year.

I can't believe summer's almost over.

Yeah, but we'll always have Paris.

Right. (giggling)

Hi.

Dylan, look,

you don't have to keep checking up on me.

That's not what I'm doing.

I just want to thank you again for yesterday.

That was yesterday?

Kelly...

you know, you're a smart lady.

Dylan, I'm happy for you...

and for Brenda.

You guys belong together.

So let's just leave it alone, okay?

But where does that leave you, Kel?

We can't have it both ways.

So, you're telling me just go back to Brenda

and forget everything that happened?

We'll always have Paris.

It is not funny anymore.

I guess nothing lasts forever.

Kelly...

(waves crashing)