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Are these guys ever going to give up?

The police are just spinning their wheels.

There's no way they're gonna figure out who hit that computer

just like they're not gonna figure out who hit me.

You don't think so?

Come on. The big interrogation

of the computer class was a total bust.

And me trying to track down a legacy key

that probably didn't even exist.

Mm, a legacy key?

Sounds very James Bond.

There's supposed to be a master key

that's been passed down through the decades,

but since all the locks have been changed this year,

there goes that theory.

Oh, well.

Easy come, easy go, right?

I didn't expect Dylan to send me a postcard.

After all, we did not break up

on the best of terms,

but nobody's heard anything from him in three days.

Well, he did seem ready to explode

when he stormed out of here.

Yeah, and when Dylan gets like that,

his first impulse is to go straight for the bottle.

So are you still up

for going to David's showcase tonight?

I think it might take your mind off everything.

Is Kelly going?

You know, Bren, Dylan or no Dylan,

I think you two are acting very juvenile.

Donna, if Kelly's going,

wild horses couldn't drag me there.

(sighs)

Damn.

(horse whinnies)

Nice car.

Nice horse.

Borrowed or stolen?

Doesn't really matter.

I mean, it's not going anywhere either way.

Is there a phone around here somewhere?

There's one back at the ranch.

I'm Anne.

I'm Dylan.

Climb on up.

(horse whinnies)

Didn't I tell you not to worry?

Didn't I tell you

this whole thing would blow over?

Well, why are the cops still here?

It's a dog-and-pony show.

We are home free, okay?

Just like your good old senior buddy promised.

Thank God.

This has been the worst week of my life.

I'll talk to you later.

Andrea told me the whole legacy key thing's a dead issue.

Big surprise.

Well, the only thing surprising to me

is how I got a foot that big into a mouth this small.

Brandon, if you're trying to apologize

for calling me a liar and a thief,

don't you think you could grovel a little more?

Don't press

your luck, pal.

Hey, stranger.

Hey, Nikki, when are you gonna dump this bum

and get a real man?

Oh, is Mel Gibson available?

See why I like this girl?

(chuckles)

Hey, guys.

David, Brandon and I are gonna be

at the showcase tonight.

Yeah, so you better not choke.

Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence.

You're bigger than huge, babe.

Hey, back at you, babe.

(Brandon laughs)

Sanders, I just called the promoter

to find out what time

we have to be in for sound check

and they hadn't even heard

of David Silver and The Commotions.

Would you relax and let me handle your career?

When you called these guys,

did you identify yourself as a member

of the Sanders Management Team?

Are you jerking me around here?

You wanna stand here while I call them and straighten it out?

Just take care of it, okay?

I will. Trust me.

Hi. I'm Steve Sanders from the Sanders Management Team.

Look, I know I'm calling kind of late,

but is there any way I can book one of my acts

into your showcase tonight?

How much is this gonna set me back?

DYLAN: No, no, listen, I don't need you to install it. I...

Okay, If that's the best you can do, I'll see you tomorrow.

He doesn't sound very accommodating.

Well, he's not.

He told me ten times that he only stocks parts

for American cars.

Welcome to the sticks.

Is there someplace I could stay around here?

There's a motel down the road.

Or you could, uh, stay in the guest house.

You sure that wouldn't be any trouble?

I don't think the cook or the ranch hands would mind,

so if you want permission from the owner, you just got it.

Okay.

(car horn blares)

There are a lot of heavyweights

from the music biz here tonight.

How can you tell?

They're the short bald guys with sunglasses.

No, this is really an industry crowd.

The business is always looking for new talent.

God, David must be so excited!

That's just great. You didn't tell me we'd be up first.

We didn't even get a sound check yet!

David, it's a dirty business, all right?

Look, I had to pay through the nose

to get you on the bill to begin with.

Just be glad you're here.

Yeah, well, that's more than I can say for my equipment.

It's not even set up right!

It's gonna happen, all right?!

Wasn't this gig supposed to start like half an hour ago?

You know Hollywood. Everything's fashionably late.

I know it's probably not a good time,

but have you heard from Dylan?

No, not since he split.

I'm worried about him.

Yeah, me, too.

I'm also worried about you and Bren.

There's nothing to worry about.

We decided that if we never talk to each other again,

it'll be too soon.

That's funny. That's exactly what she said.

Really? What else did she say?

Kel...

you know I love you like a sister,

but I also love my sister like a sister.

That's okay.

I won't hold it against you.

EMCEE: Are you ready to have some fun, huh?

All right, let's get things underway.

Right now we're gonna bring on our first act.

Please welcome David Silver and The Commotions!

♪ I'm not going, sit back back and relax ♪

♪ While brothers kill each other ♪

♪ How one cannot respect another makes me wonder ♪

♪ I use the force just like a Jedi ♪

♪ Obi-Wan convinced me ♪

♪ My... to make a positivity ♪

♪ No dissin' me because of a position, uh-uh ♪

♪ Clear my throat ♪

♪ Listen, they say follow the money ♪

♪ But the money can't catch knowledge ♪

♪ I learned about the... in college ♪ (feedback squealing)

♪ They tried to suck me in and make me go crazy ♪

♪ Acting easy, I found myself... lazy ♪

♪ Made the music and so I was respected ♪

♪ Not neglected, so the money was collected ♪

♪ Loved my neighbor 'cause my neighbor loved me ♪

♪ A-jiggity, jack-jack-jack ♪

♪ Mickity-mac, switch it up. ♪

(owl hooting)

Cream or sugar?

Black.

Ooh, hard-core.

So, you all alone here at the Ponderosa?

No, I'm not married,

if that's what you're asking, Dylan.

That's not what I'm asking.

What are you asking?

I just thought you might get a little lonely out here.

I like the quiet.

Where are you from?

Why?

I'm just curious.

Sorry.

How old are you anyway?

Why?

(laughing)

Two points for the guy with the "borrowed" car.

You think I stole that car?

I don't know.

Well, then what exactly is your take on me,

Ms. Beresford?

I think you're misunderstood...

unappreciated.

A little bored.

A little angry.

Like me, you don't like being told what to do.

Good read.

I'm very literate, Dylan.

And I'll bet

whatever you left back there deserved

to be left back there.

You knew it was time to get out

and taste what you want from life.

Which is?

Freedom...

the one thing money can buy.

Well, at least he looked good.

Are you sure they weren't making those noises on purpose?

I mean, what's, what's that thing they do?

Sampling?

No, I've been around enough bands

to know that nobody samples feedback.

So, uh, what do we tell him when he gets back to the table?

I think we should tell him the truth.

I mean, we're not helping David as an artist

by letting him think this was one of his better efforts.

I'm never gonna forgive you for this!

Or we could lie through our teeth.

STEVE: David, it's not my fault

they put you on first!

It was the pits.

No, it wasn't.

That's solid.

Definitely. Killer song, bro.

Yeah, you were great.

You see.

Look, an artist is always his toughest critic.

Listen, I love you guys, okay,

but you've gotta be the worst group of liars

I've ever met in my entire life.

David,

you're overreacting.

Oh, yeah?

Well, read my lips. You're fired.

EMCEE: So, you help me out

right now, in welcoming from San Francisco,

California,

Diesel Stone and the Waste Management!

(cheering and applause)

I don't believe it.

I think she used to date

the keyboard player.

♪ ♪

♪ Retracing other roads ♪

♪ From the past ♪

♪ Getting close to my emptiness ♪

♪ All alone in this ♪

♪ Wilderness ♪

♪ I see through ♪

♪ Different eyes... ♪

I thought you'd fallen off the planet.

I haven't.

Did you hear the new song?

"Different Eyes"?

Loved it.

I wrote that song for you, Nikki.

And having you out there when we were doing it...

was incredible.

Seeing you now,

I can't believe it.

So listen,

we're gonna be hanging out at this dump

a little later.

It'd mean a lot if you'd go there with me.

I can't, uh, not tonight-- but if you tell me

where it is, I'll drop by tomorrow.

It's only tonight, baby.

Tomorrow it's adios, La-La Land.

Dennis... Shh.

Don't let anyone hear you call me that.

It'll ruin my image.

(Nikki laughs)

Come on, Nikki, please?

I can't. It's a school night. School night?

I haven't seen you in six months.

I'm here with my boyfriend.

Oh.

Brandon?

The Beav.

Brandon, uh, I want you to meet Diesel Stone.

You guys were the best band out there, man.

That's not saying a whole hell of a lot.

Everyone else was auditioning for amateur hour.

Did you see that Vanilla Ice rip-off?

Couldn't even get his mike to work. What a joke.

That joke happens to be a close friend of ours.

Eh, don't take it personally, man.

He's young-- he's bound to get better...

someday with practice...

maybe. All right, Axl.

Axl Rose is a sell-out.

I'll see you, Nikki.

Wait a minute.

That loser was your boyfriend?

He's not a loser.

You don't know the music biz. It's very competitive.

You're right, I don't. Can we leave now? Actually, the band's

having a party that they've invited us to.

Well, we told everybody we'd meet them at The Peach Pit.

(groans): We always go to The Peach Pit.

Come on, these guys used to be my best buddies.

Nikki, don't you think David could use the company

of his best buddies right about now?

Fine, let's go to The Peach Pit.

Hey, no one's holding a gun to your head, Nikki.

If you'd rather stay here with Weasel

and his little bunch of cronies, go right ahead. His name is Diesel.

I really don't give a rat's ass what his name is!

I just want to know one thing:

who are you gonna be with tonight: him or me?

He is only gonna be here one night!

Bye, Nikki. Brandon!

Brandon!

♪ And cover up my ears ♪

♪ I won't be wasting my best years, years, years ♪

♪ Years, years... ♪

BRANDON: Well, what was I supposed to do, Bren?

I mean, clearly, Nikki is still into this guy.

I wasn't about to hang around

for the privilege of being humiliated.

Brandon, wouldn't it have been easier to put in an appearance

for 15 minutes than to make such a big deal out of it?

Yeah, but that whole rock star,

"I want to be a rock star" groupie scene,

it's, it's weak.

You know, Brandon, when you're jealous, you're so judgmental.

And look who's talking.

Need I remind you that last night,

you couldn't bring yourself to be within a five-mile radius

of a certain Miss Kelly Taylor?

One thing has nothing to do with the other.

Besides, I have no desire to spend my free time

with a lying, conniving you-know-what.

And I'm being judgmental.

No, Brandon,

you're being petty over some guy

that Nikki went out with in another lifetime.

You're her boyfriend, Brandon.

And if you want to keep it that way, I suggest you call her

and apologize for walking out on her.

I hate it when you're morally superior.

Hi, Mrs. Weinstein, yeah.

Is, uh, is Nikki there?

Oh, really?

Well, I'll try her over there. Thank you very much.

Let me tell you how it is.

It seems Nikki

didn't come home last night.

She called her aunt and told her

she'd be spending the night at Donna's.

Isn't that nice?

(neighing)

DYLAN: Well, if he wasn't such a great jumper,

he'd be great to rope off of.

How do you know about horses?

Well, I used to ride some when I was a kid.

Yesterday, you acted like you've never been on one before.

So, maybe I'm not such an easy read after all.

I'm gonna take you out for a ride after breakfast

so I can get to know you better.

I think I should be here when the mechanic comes.

You could ride Shadowcaster.

He's my favorite horse.

He won the Oaks Classic last month.

So why do I get special treatment?

I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for him.

Right.

(chuckles): No. I'm serious.

Horses get bored if they're always ridden

by the same person.

DAVID: Good morning, West Beverly.

Before we start off the music today,

I'd like to thank everyone who rooted for me last night

on getting a record deal.

However, because of my inept former manager,

who will remain nameless--

Steve Sanders, that's S-A-N-D-E-R-S--

it appears I will be your morning DJ

for the rest of my life.

So long, Steve-o.

Well, not too bitter.

Well, at least he hasn't lost his sense of humor.

You're the one who's lost your sense of humor.

This avoidance thing with Brenda is really getting ridiculous.

Tell it to her.

She's the one who drove Dylan out of here.

You want to open up?

Do I know you?

You don't have to embarrass me in front of the whole school.

You ain't seen nothing yet.

(mouthing)

What's the matter, Hutch?

Now that this investigation is almost over,

you want to squeeze one more payment out of me?

You don't have enough money to buy your way

out of this one, son.

Buy my way out of what?

I know for a fact the cops don't have any clues.

Yeah, but what they do have is a janitor

with one more year on his pension and set of keys

that opens up every door to this building.

Are they accusing you of masterminding this break-in?

Son, they grilled me for three hours yesterday

over a lot more than your piddly little break-in.

Now, tomorrow, we go another round,

and I got to give them something,

and I'm afraid it's gonna be you.

Hey, you can't do that.

Sorry, son, I got a lot to lose.

Hey, man, I paid you!

Well, money can't buy you everything, now, can it?

Brandon!

Brandon, wait!

I want to talk to you about what happened last night.

There's really not to much to say, is there, Nikki?

You're basically a groupie, and that's just the way it is.

Is that what you think of me?

Well, tell me what I'm supposed to think,

especially after I called to apologize to you this morning

and I find out that you spent the night at Donna's.

Will you please let me tell you what happened.

I'm listening.

By the time I got to the house,

everyone was partying hard,

and I had a couple of shots of tequila

and I passed out on the bathroom floor.

Uh-huh, and was that before or after you made it with him?

Diesel is not my boyfriend anymore.

I thought you were.

Yeah, I thought I was too.

And all of a sudden we get around the band last night

and I become invisible.

That's not true.

That's exactly what happened, Nikki.

And when you finally deemed me worthy

to meet your little pal,

you didn't bat an eye

when he started dumping all over David.

I told you, musicians are very competitive.

Yes, and they're also very full of themselves.

Nikki, Weasel is a loser.

I don't get what you see in him.

When I get around him, he has this thing over me, you know?

No, I don't know.

I just can't deal with this right now.

I'm sorry, Brandon.

Yeah, me, too.

Well, you were right.

The countryside's spectacular.

I wouldn't lie to you.

Ha. Yeah.

You would, if you had to.

I happen to be the most brutally honest person

you'll ever meet.

Until the conversation turns to you.

At which point, you become brutally vague.

So, what do you want to know about me?

What do you want to tell me?

I got tossed out of boarding school...

for sleeping with the headmaster.

My parents decided the only way I'd survive to 19

was to marry someone with a...

(chuckles)

with a trust fund bigger than mine.

When you have real money, it's hard to trust anybody,

especially the people you think you should love.

What do you want from me, Anne?

Stay with me at the ranch for a while.

You can work Shadowcaster.

I'll pay you whatever you think's fair.

I'm tempted.

No pressure,

no strings, for either of us.

NIKKI: I'm sorry I didn't join you guys at the Peach Pit last night.

It's just that I hadn't seen Diesel and the band

since I left San Francisco.

Was David really bummed?

More like suicidal.

I'm sorry I didn't make it.

I really planned to be there for him.

It's okay. I understand.

And I'm sure David does too.

Too bad Brandon's not as understanding as you are.

Diesel, what are you doing here?

Is that any way to greet the next Eddie Van Halen?

What are you talking about?

We clinched it, babe!

Waste Management got itself a record deal.

Diesel, that's great!

Diesel, um, this is Donna.

She was at the showcase last night.

How ya doin'?

Congratulations.

So, there's a celebration going on.

I need my sweet little inspiration right by my side.

Um, I can't. I've got a history test fifth period.

Maybe you didn't hear me,

but I drove straight here after signing on the dotted line.

I'll tell you what.

I'll come by right after school.

And if I know you, the party will still be happening.

Will you excuse us a sec?

Sure.

Baby, what's wrong with you?

I finally get my big break

and you're, like, talking about history tests?

I am, but... Well, then come on.

Get in the car. Dennis, please.

Come on! Hey, hey!

Is everything all right here?

Get lost, chump.

Am I talking to you, son?

Well, I'm talking to you! Disappear!

Is everything all right, Nikki?

I'm fine, Brandon.

You sure?

I said I'm okay.

I can handle this.

Just please stay out of it.

Fine. I'm out of it.

Stay out of it, Brandy.

You left me for that geek?

You know why I left you. Don't...

Just get in the car.

You've been drinking all morning, haven't you?

Just get in the car, Nikki! Man!

(tires squealing)

Yeah, yeah, what a senior year, huh?

Scorned by our lovers, abandoned by our best friends.

It's a regular Elizabethan tragedy around this place.

What is going on, Brandon?

I mean, it's like everybody has something to hide.

I don't know who to trust anymore.

I thought I had everything with Dylan.

I don't even know where he is. Wait a minute.

I thought we were talking about my problem here.

Sorry. Right, like I was saying,

I give Nikki the benefit of the doubt,

now she's going around acting like I'm the bad guy.

Brandon, do you think that she was lying to you

about passing out from too much tequila last night? I don't know, Bren,

and at this point and time, I really don't care.

You know, at least we have each other.

That we do, little sister.

That we do. Chin, chin.

Oh, chow, chow.

Hi, Bren.

Hi, Donna.

Why, hello, Kelly.

Hey, Bren.

Donna, we're gonna be late for art class.

Don't let me hold you up.

Bye, Donna.

You know, this is really getting obnoxious.

Yeah, it is.

How'd you like Shadowcaster?

He rides better than this car.

He's worth more than this car.

I don't know about that man. This thing's a classic.

The horse you were on: priceless.

You told me you were a top-flight mechanic.

You've been working on this car for hours.

Well, I'm very thorough.

Uh-huh. I have some neighbors coming over for dinner.

I want you to join us.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I had Raymond put out a shirt for you.

This isn't the proper fashion statement for your neighbors?

Suit yourself.

Anne.

I'll wear whatever you want.

No big deal.

Herby, I was just thinking about you.

Yeah, what's going on?

Well, it seems we have ourselves a little situation.

Situation?

HERBERT: You want me to what?

Yeah, I know this sounds insane,

but let me put this in perspective, okay?

Look, I'm a senior. You are a freshman.

If you take the rap for me,

they'll figure you're immature,

you're misguided.

You are rehabilitatible.

But me, I'm a senior.

If I get busted, I get expelled.

Boom, my life is over.

So, you... you want me to be the fall guy.

Is that it?

Look...

I know this break-in thing

didn't go exactly as we had planned.

I'm not blaming anybody for that.

These things happen.

But you know I wouldn't ask you to help me out

of this mess unless it was really, really important to me.

Herbert, if you do this, I'll be eternally grateful.

You know, during my freshman orientation,

when I signed up for a senior buddy...

I could've never imagined I'd be paired up

with as disgusting a human being as you are.

You're a cheater, a liar, a screw-up...

and you're so conceited,

you think you can buy your way out of anything or use anyone,

as long as it's good for Steve Sanders.

And the truth is...

I don't know how you can stand being you.

I'll tell you what you have to do with people like that.

Somebody's gotta tell them, it's work or no pay,

and if they don't like it,

they can go back where they came from.

I prefer your idea of indentured servitude.

Would you two stop?

Dylan and I are getting bored.

Are you sure you don't want a taste?

'85 was a very good year.

Dylan was probably in Little League

in '85.

Actually, Dylan was stealing cars in '85.

A self-made man.

How unusual.

Oh, believe me, Dylan is very unusual.

I think that horse of yours is very unusual.

I told you Shadowcaster is not for sale.

Not even for $600,000?

Keenan, the last thing we need is another show jumper.

That is beside the point.

I like that horse.

Too bad, 'cause I'm never going to sell him.

Never is such a finite term.

$700,000.

What should I do, Dylan?

How much do you think Shadowcaster is worth?

You've ridden him.

I thought he wasn't for sale.

Everything is for sale, kid.

One million dollars, cash.

It's take it or leave it time.

Don't do it, Anne.

One million four.

Million two. Anne! Million three.

Done.

Congratulations, Keenan.

You just bought yourself a champ.

Everything is for sale, kid.

Here you go, Bren.

(phone ringing)

Why is it customers always call us on the pay phone?

I'll get back to you on that one...

Hi, Donna. Hi, Kel.

Where is everybody?

Uh, Brandon went to answer the phone,

and David's in the little boy's room.

Oh, and you do remember Brenda Walsh here.

Remember she used to be your best friend?

Well, we all have our crosses to bear.

Or our legs to uncross.

See ya later.

Hold it!

You know, I've had it up to here with both of you!

You're my best friends and you're making my life miserable,

and I'm sick and tired of it.

Donna, are you finished?

No, Bren, I'm not finished!

And you're the one who started this whole thing.

What do you mean, I started it?

Well, you said you wanted to see other people.

So then when Dylan did, you suddenly decided

"other people" didn't include Kelly.

Thank you, Donna.

Get off your high horse, Kelly.

You know, I think that was incredibly insensitive

to go out with Dylan without even discussing it

with Brenda first.

How did you expect her to feel?

You know, if the two of you don't stop fighting,

you're gonna lose something

that's a whole lot more important

than some guy who walked out on everybody.

Now, I'm finished.

Are you finished?

Yeah.

Good. Let's go.

Brandon, what's the matter?

That was Nikki's aunt on the phone.

She was checking to see if she's here.

I guess she didn't come home from school today.

Her parents have been trying to get in touch with her,

warn her that Diesel's in town.

What do you mean, "warn her?"

It seems Diesel has a slight problem with women.

Occasionally, he likes to beat them up.

Oh, righteous song.

Is that done by anyone we know?

Where have you been?

I told you I was going out to get a pack of smokes.

That was over two hours ago.

Yeah, where are Blade and the boys?

They went to get something to eat.

Well, you should've gone with them, baby.

I wasn't hungry.

Oh, where are my manners?

Amy, this is Nikki.

She's the girl who inspired me to write "Different Eyes."

Dennis, um...

Can I talk to you a minute alone, please?

(whispering): I'll be there in a minute.

What's going on?

Who is this Amy?

What the hell difference does it make?

Listen, you know how I feel about you, Nikki.

I'm crazy about you,

but when you get on this possessive trip,

I don't know how to deal with it.

Then don't deal with it.

W-wait, where do you think you're going?

Come here.

You can't expect a guy like me to be faithful to one woman.

You're hurting me.

It's the best day of my life, and you're gonna bring me down?

Let go of me, Dennis.

I told you not to call me that, didn't I?

Stop it! Just let go of me!

(knocking)

Yeah?

I want to talk to Nikki.

Get lost, Jack. NIKKI: Brandon.

Brandon!

You okay?

Listen, this is between me and her.

Please take me home.

You're not going anywhere.

Yes, I am.

Nikki! Hey, you heard her.

She's leaving.

Fine, take her.

You two make a real cute couple.

But you better be careful.

She's jailbait, you know.

Did you ever slap any guys around, Weasel,

or is beating up young girls more your style?

You wanna take me on?

Well, I ain't got nothing to prove, but, uh,

if you wanna take a shot, why don't you go ahead, Dennis?

Brandon!

Let's get out of here.

BRANDON: You sure ice is all you want on that?

I can't get you anything else?

No, I'm fine.

Well, um... actually, I'm not fine,

but, uh, I'm better off than I was 40 minutes ago.

How's your hand?

It's a little tender.

Um...

Listen, Brandon...

Y-You don't have to explain anything to me, really.

I want to. Um...

I never told this to you before, but...

Diesel was the main reason why I left San Francisco.

I thought it was because you weren't getting along

with your parents.

He was the reason why we weren't getting along.

Well, I can see why.

No.

No, he's really a great guy.

When he's into his music and he's not drinking,

he can be the...

There I go again...

making excuses for him.

(sobbing): He hits me and I make excuses for him.

I don't want to seem naive or anything, but, uh...

why would you want to hang around with a guy like that?

Because I never thought I deserved any better.

Because until I met you,

I never knew what a good relationship could be.

You're kidding, right?

No.

I thought I could change him.

Is there anything

I can do?

No... I'm fine. Thank you.

Um, my aunt should be here any minute.

Oh, there's no rush.

You're welcome to stay as long as you want to.

Thank you.

Your mom is real sweet.

Yeah, well, we've trained her well.

Being here makes me really miss my family.

Are things really so bad

that you can't even talk to them anymore?

Actually, I'm supposed to be going home for Thanksgiving.

Well, look, that's next week...

and, uh...

when you get back...

I'll still be here.

Really?

Yeah.

(doorbell rings)

Must be Nikki's aunt.

Hi, Mrs. Walsh, Mr. Walsh.

Kelly.

It's good to see you.

Come on in.

Do you think it'll be okay with Brenda?

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

(walking upstairs)

(knocking)

Hold on a sec.

Come in.

Hi.

Never mind, David.

You don't need to leave her a message.

Bye.

You were just calling me?

Yeah.

Bren, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Kelly.

I said some terrible...

Let's start over.

Look, Donna was right.

It was my decision to break up with Dylan.

It was just a shock seeing you two together,

but it wasn't your fault.

No, it, it was my fault.

What Donna said is true.

It was really inconsiderate of me

not to talk to you about it first.

(sighs)

We used to talk about everything.

Yeah, and we let a guy come in between us.

(laughs)

It's so '50s.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

Poor Donna.

We really put her through the wringer.

(laughs)

Yeah.

Look, Kelly... I have to ask you something...

not because I'm accusing you of anything,

but, uh, you haven't heard from him, have you?

No.

Have you?

You taking that bag on our morning ride?

I think it's time I hit the road, Anne.

I figured something was up

when you disappeared last night.

How could you sell Shadowcaster?

I thought you loved that horse.

Dylan, it's a game... and I won.

It's not a game.

You didn't win anything.

Look around you, Anne.

The last thing you need is more money.

Oh, you're going to teach me about the ways of the world?

When you have money, Dylan, nothing is irreplaceable.

(scoffs)

Thanks for putting me up.

So that's it?

Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am.

All because I sold a horse? No.

It's because I had a flash

of what my life could be like 20 years from now.

I don't want to end up like you.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means I didn't steal the car, Anne. It's mine.

When I turn 21, I'll come into a trust fund

worth hundreds of millions of dollars, just like you did.

Am I supposed to believe you?

You can believe anything you want, but I left L.A.

because there was too much pressure, too many people,

too many strings pulling me all these different ways,

and you know what I realized?

Without the strings,

you're not tied to anything.

You might as well be dead inside.

Take care of yourself, Anne.

(horse neighing)

(school bell rings)

You know, Donna, if this art school thing

doesn't work out for you,

maybe you should consider being a group therapist.

I'm just glad you two are on speaking terms again.

Me, too. I'm afraid

this little lovefest is about to end.

David, I've got some great news.

Listen, Steve, give it up, all right?

You're not my manager.

Case closed.

What's this?

It's a list of the top ten managers

in the music business,

who are probably flipping out over your demo tapes

that I had messengered to them this morning.

So if a Bernie or a Marty call you

and tell you they want to represent you, it's legit.

You have real talent, David.

You deserve the best.

Thanks. Yeah,

and how much do you get for a finder's fee, Steve?

Is that how you think of me, Kelly?

That all I care about is what I'm going to get out of it?

Well, it's part of your charm.

Kelly, remember when I said

I never told Lenny Horowitz how sexy you were in bed?

I did.

I did because I thought it would make me sound like a stud.

I'm sorry.

You're a very special person to me, Kelly.

I hope you can find it in your heart to someday forgive me.

Excuse me.

Brandon.

Brandon, I want to show you something

and if you never talk to me again, I'll understand.

Is this what I think it is?

Yeah.

A real live legacy key.

I thought it would be so simple.

No one would know. No one would get hurt.

In my own twisted little brain,

I actually thought I was doing something for a good cause:

to get into a great school.

I screwed up royally this time.

I lied.

I lied to you, man.

I stepped so far over the line,

I don't know if I can ever find my way back.

I'm gonna go find Ms. Teasley and cop to the whole thing.

What do you think is going to happen?

I don't know what's going to happen,

but if I don't have any friends,

what the hell does it matter, right?

I think you underrate us, Steve.

No,

I never underrated you, Brandon,

but you... you all...

overrated me.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I think there's a story The Blaze might be interested in.

ANDREA: So, wait a minute.

you're telling me that this was all a scam?

You were being nice to me just to keep me off the trail?

Andrea, of all the lowest, dirtiest things

I've ever done in my life,

breaking into the school is definitely the worst.

But I've never needed a reason to be nice to you.

This is a very serious matter, Steve.

What you've done is against the law.

I know.

And personally, I'm very, very disappointed in you.

That makes two of us, Mrs. Teasley.

Don't make light of this. I'm not.

I just don't know what else to say. Oh,

I think there's a lot more for you to say.

You mean to the police?

We'll get around to that, but first

I have an interrogation of my own I'd like to do.

You know, Steve,

you don't know a megabyte from a megaburger,

which would seem to indicate

someone helped you break into that computer system.

Talk to me, Steve.

You're in very serious trouble.

Now, either you tell me the name of your accomplice

or I'm going to be forced

to recommend expulsion rather than suspension.

It could be the difference between graduating on time

or not graduating at all.

It was...

It was a solo operation.

I did it all by myself.

Then I'm sorry to say that as of today, you are no longer

a student at West Beverly High.