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Honey, I know you're excited about this boat,

but considering how cold it is

and what the weather man's predicting...

Oh, come on, there is not a cloud in the sky.

Besides, if there's one thing I learned in the joint,

it's to live each day like it might be your last

because you never know.

Jack, don't be so morbid.

He can't help it.

It's just his nature.

Come on, let's go.

JACK: Now, come on, you two, which one is it?

I hate it when he does this.

(laughs)

Come on, why should I make it easy?

You've got to guess.

That one. No.

That one? No.

Come on. Come on, you can do better than that.

That one.

No, wise guy, uh-uh.

That one.

Now how did you swing that?

I got friends in real low places.

I'm driving.

(laughing)

Hi, you the new live-aboards?

Yeah.

She's a beaut.

Thanks.

Mr. McKay. Welcome aboard.

Terry, how you doing? I'm good.

Terry, this is Christine Pettit.

It's a pleasure.

My son, Dylan. Hi, Dylan.

Hi.

This is Terry Wilson, our Captain.

This is my first mate,

Mel Borman. Ahoy.

Can we show you all around?

Hey, let's lead the way.

All right.

A little nicer than cell block eight, don't you think?

Yeah, just a little bit.

What did you do to deserve this?

Well, I took a fall for a lot of guys

that could have gone down with me.

So, uh, well, let's just say it's payback time.

Oh, Jack, this is exquisite.

Well, we have got the forward cabin.

It's the one with the hot tub.

Oh...

I can't wait.

Listen, why don't you two

go with Mel, okay?

I've got to talk over a couple details with Captain Wilson.

All right.

Enjoy.

Got yourself a fine son there, Jack.

Leave my son out of this.

Little late for that, don't you think?

By the way, Jack, we were told we could

expect the money by now.

What's the hold-up?

Look, I told you.

It takes time to get these things done.

Yeah, well, time is money.

So speed it up,

or you can kiss our little deal good-bye.

Jack, this

is a great boat.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

So, which cabin's mine?

Well, you just take your pick.

Okay.

Hey, listen, Dylan, uh, could you do me a favor?

Yeah. Could you give Jim Walsh a call this afternoon?

What for?

Well, I mean, I just think we should have

heard something by now, don't you?

Jack, his daughter's not even talking to me.

I don't think Jim Walsh'll be too crazy

about hearing from me right now.

Dylan, come on, business is business.

So, if it's business, why don't you do it?

Well, because it's not appropriate.

I mean, that's your trust fund,

it's not mine.

Okay. I'll look into it.

All right, thanks.

Now why don't you get

your lazy butt out of here and get to school?

All right. All right.

You take care.

I can't believe I have a son

who's the editor of the school newspaper

who reads nothing but the sports section.

Dad, stop the bombing.

Brandon, it is important to know

what is happening in the world.

I realize that, Dad.

We've been having the same conversation

since I was 12 years old.

You know, when I was a kid, my father made me...

Read the entire paper

before he let you read the sports section, I know.

I was the only eight-year-old in Anoka, Minnesota

who could name every member of Harry Truman's cabinet.

Harry who?

Morning, ladies.

Morning.

Are you guys ready for this?

Toby Anderson got mugged

jogging at Roxbury Park this morning.

Can you believe it?

Now, where is that flyer?

I know I put it in here somewhere.

What flyer?

Dad, there were police cars everywhere.

Was she hurt?

Well, she was banged up a little,

but she's going to be just fine, thank God.

Oh, here it is.

I knew there was a reason I kept this.

There's a self- defense workshop

at the community center this weekend.

Brenda, it's time we armed ourselves.

What do you think?

Why not?

It's not like I have any other plans.

Good, I'm glad you're both up.

Morning, Mom.

I've got something I need to talk to you about.

What's up?

Well, I've been going over figures with my accountant

the past couple of weeks,

and the more I try to make the numbers work,

the more I realize I don't have a choice.

We have to sell this house.

What?

The mortgage on this place

is huge and we're on our own now.

This is all my dad's fault.

No, David,

it's not, it's just the way

life works out sometimes.

When I married your dad, I gave up my alimony.

And it wasn't fair to ask your father for that kind of support.

He's taking care of Erin.

That's what's important.

I just don't believe this is happening.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

We can talk about it more tonight.

In the meantime, I've got to get dressed.

The real estate agent's coming this morning.

I can't believe this.

I mean,

through three husbands and two boyfriends,

this house was the one thing that always stayed the same.

I feel terrible.

(telephone rings)

I'll get it.

Hello.

Yes, he is. Can I ask who's calling?

Hold on.

It's some guy named Serge Menkon?

Oh, my God.

Who is he?

He's a record producer.

He's my record producer.

I can't believe he's calling here.

I can't believe he's actually calling me.

Are you going to talk to him or not?

Yeah.

Mr. Menkon.

Oh, sure, yeah, that's no problem.

Oh, that's great.

Oh, I'm really looking forward to this, too... Serge.

Okay.

I can't believe this.

We're actually going into the studio next week.

We're gonna be laying down rhythm tracks.

That's great.

Do me a favor, David,

hurry up and get rich so you can buy this house.

You know, I know some bookie in Pacoima

who's giving great odds on sumo wrestling.

Hi, Steve.

(chuckling)

New car stereo, new skis.

You're really raking in dough, huh?

I'm just lucky, I guess.

Well, I got two words for you:

Pete Rose.

I got two words for you, too.

Steve.

Listen, man, I'm really sorry

about the whole record deal thing,

I just thought for the sake of my career...

I don't want to hear about your career, okay?

But Serge Menkon called me.

I don't want to hear about it.

DONNA (on PA): Yo, TGIF, West Beverly.

Donna-Donna here, and you know what?

I've got Friday on my mind.

You know what I want to know, though?

I want to know why we make such a big deal out of Friday?

I mean, what about all the teenagers in the world

that have absolutely nothing to do this weekend?

Aren't we just rubbing it in their faces?

I mean, well, it's not like I don't have

a packed social calendar or anything.

But, however, it is something to think about...

and sing about.

(music plays)

Hello.

What are you doing tonight?

Um, David's coming over. Not anymore.

You're coming with me.

Where?

Donna, self-defense for women.

It's time we learn how to defend ourselves.

Oh, Bren, you know I am not the aggressive type.

Well, it's time you learned to be.

Donna, I was attacked once.

I'm never going to be a victim again.

Okay...

but where'd the sudden urge for power come from?

A lady in our neighborhood was mugged

this morning. Oh.

Wait a minute, are you sure it's not just because

you don't have anything to do this weekend?

Donna...

I'm just asking.

Well, it might have a little

something to do with it, but it's not the main reason.

I mean, you can see David anytime.

TGIF, guys.

Andrea, would you please explain to Donna

that it's far more important to take a self-defense class

than to hang out with her boyfriend this weekend?

Absolutely.

Far more important.

Well, have you actually

ever taken one of those classes? No.

But I hear they're wonderful.

I mean, very empowering.

See?

Great.

You go with Brenda

and I'll go out with David.

I can't.

I have a date.

Oh.

Who are you going out with?

(knocking)

Dylan.

Did you have an appointment?

No, but I called you today twice.

Oh, gee, I'm sorry I didn't get back to you.

It's just been one of those hectic days.

Up to my earlobes in alligators.

What can I do for you?

Well, my father and I

were wondering if there were any problems.

I mean, uh, we haven't heard anything.

Dylan, this is not a good time.

I got a partners meeting in 20 minutes.

Does that mean there are problems?

Dylan, I've thought about this long and hard.

I just can't go along with what you want.

What?

I'm just not ready to dissolve your trust fund.

All I'm trying to do here

is to be objective, and to look out for your best interest.

I will decide what is in my best interest.

Not you, not anybody.

Does that include your father?

All you know is what you read in the newspapers

and what they tell you on the 6:00 news.

Now my father deserves a second chance

and I'm gonna give it to him.

Look, Dylan, that's very noble of you.

But a trustee has to be a little bit more impartial than that.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I have to get to a meeting.

So that's it? You're just going to stonewall me?

Look, son, you've made your point,

and I promise you that I will take it under advisement.

Yeah, and you've made your point...

which was neither objective or impartial.

(door closes)

(vacuum humming)

Hi, Mom. Hi, honey.

I thought you had a date with Dylan tonight. (vacuum stops)

Yeah, he said he had some things to talk over with his dad.

What are you doing? Cleaning.

The real estate caravan is coming tomorrow.

I want the place to look its best.

What's a real estate caravan?

Dozens of strangers snooping around your house.

I still can't believe we're moving.

Don't pack yet. We have to sell first.

Yeah, but still, it just feels like everything's changing.

Well, that's probably because everything is changing.

I mean, it's not just the house, it's me.

It's my friends, I mean, I don't even know

who's talking to me this week and who's not.

Brenda's still not speaking to you?

She says hello, but that's about it.

I mean, it's Friday night. Do you know how many times

we would've talked on the phone by now?

Well, honey, this has got to be difficult for her.

You got something she wanted.

Believe me, that's a tough pill to swallow.

Yeah, I guess so.

Give her some time.

She's got to come to terms with this in her own way.

WOMAN: My name is Grace Feldman

and I'm your instructor.

And this is my assistant Ralphie.

He's big, he's dumb, and he wants your purse.

In this country,

a woman is battered every six minutes.

A woman is raped every three minutes.

Oh, my God.

And that's just the reported cases.

By coming here tonight you're saying that

violence against women is no longer

going to be an accepted part of our culture.

So, before we partner up

and beat the heck out of each other...

only kidding.

Why don't you introduce yourselves

and if you'd like, tell us why you're here.

Um, I'm Cindy, and I'm here

because I hate feeling scared when I'm walking

around the streets in my own neighborhood,

and I want to know what to do

if anyone should ever try to hurt me.

That's a terrific reason.

Anybody else here for that reason?

Great. Who else?

Uh, I'm Brenda and I'm her daughter.

About a year ago, a guy held a gun to my head

and threatened to kill me if I didn't do what he said.

So, I did.

I mean, he didn't hurt me or anything,

but it was still pretty scary.

Are you still angry about it?

Yeah.

Good.

That's gonna work for you.

There are times when you may have to submit.

But when guns are not involved,

and most times they're not,

a woman's best weapons are her wits, her voice,

and her body.

Next.

Hi. I'm Donna.

Well, actually I'm just here

'cause my best friend here made me come.

Donna, that's as good a reason as any.

You have a smart best friend.

Hi.

Hey, Dad, how's it going?

Not as well as I thought.

I just got a call from Jim Walsh.

Yeah, I was going to tell you.

I saw him this afternoon.

JACK: What the hell is it with this guy?

DYLAN: He says he's just looking out for me.

JACK: Well, I'm your father.

I think that's my job, isn't it?

Come on, Dad.

I mean, he'll come around eventually.

It's not like we're that hard up for the money, are we?

No, no.

No, we'll be okay.

One way or another.

(music playing)

One free throw.

One free throw and I lose 200 bucks, it's not fair.

It's basketball, Brandon.

How many times do I have to tell you over and over again?

It's not like football.

Stats and point spreads are meaningless.

Well, I got three more games this weekend.

I'll come back, you'll see.

That's what they all say.

Brandon, get over to the register.

Andrea and her boyfriend want to make a contribution

to my retirement fund.

You got it. Boyfriend?

Isn't that the guy from Shaw?

Yeah.

Mr. Bonner, good to see you.

You, too, Brandon of Beverly Hills.

How's it going? Good, man.

Good, congratulations on Yale. Thanks, man.

Thanks. So where are you guys off to?

Going to the movies. We're going to see Hoffa.

Hoffa? Outstanding. Have a good time.

We will. Thank you.

Bye, guys. Bye.

I can't believe they're actually going on a real date.

Talk about an odd couple.

You mean like that whole "jungle fever" thing?

No, Steve.

Well, that's what you meant, isn't it?

No, that isn't what I meant.

I don't care if the guy's pink with blue polka dots.

I just don't see them together. Why not?

You said yourself they both got into Yale.

They probably do have a lot in common.

Yeah, I guess.

You just can't stand

to see Andrea go out with someone who isn't you.

Steve.

You did the same thing

last summer when she started dating that Jay guy.

Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?

Maybe it's a good thing Andrea's going to Yale.

You know, it's weird.

We never did anything more than just kiss,

but I just can't get off this

possessive trip with her.

You guys kissed?

You and Andrea?

Forget it, Steve.

No, no, no, no. When did you guys kiss?

Hi, honey. How was class?

Oh, it was terrific.

Especially for Brenda.

Oh, great.

Maybe it'll help get her mind off Dylan.

Oh, honey, it was so much more than that.

I mean, she's got a lot of anger bottled up inside.

I wasn't even aware how much.

I really think this class could help her

turn it into something useful,

something positive. That's terrific.

As for me,

I just feel achy and pooped.

I never knew how many muscles it took to be assertive.

Oh, come here, Wonder Woman.

Oh, I don't deserve you.

"Pros and Cons."

What's this?

I'm making a list to help me decide

what to do about signing the revocation of Dylan's trust.

Ah... "Cons: Don't trust Jack McKay.

"Jack McKay won't invest wisely.

"Jack McKay's a known thief, an ex-con.

Pros: Dylan deserves a father."

That's a lot of cons.

And one ex-con.

And only one pro.

Yeah, you see my dilemma?

Yes, I do, honey.

But you know, maybe it's time we let go of Dylan.

I mean, we can't be surrogate parents forever.

He's not even going out with our daughter anymore.

Thanks.

I needed that.

Yes, of course, back to work.

That's it, honey. You feel that there?

Mmm. Oh.

JACKIE: How are you holding up?

Not very good, Mom. These people are gross.

As long as they have clients who want to buy.

Jackie, someone wants to know.

Did the house come with the glass brick

in the bathroom when you bought it,

or were you just trying to make a statement?

I think we've got us some live ones.

Oh, Kelly, David, this is Rob Lanze, my real estate agent.

How do you do?

Uh, Kelly, do me a favor.

Get your mother out of here.

This is gut-wrenching even for the toughest of souls.

Yeah, I think that's a good idea, Mom.

No, I think I should stay.

This is too important. Whatever possessed them

to put parquet floors in the dinning room?

This is Beverly Hills, not Hackensack.

Kelly, David.

Did you catch the giant fish farms in the wall?

This isn't a house. It's an aquarium.

I think we should leave.

Yeah, I'll drive. I got the back seat.

Good afternoon, Jack, Dylan.

Look, Jim, let's forgo the niceties, okay?

Iris agreed to this arrangement.

Would you tell me what the hell's going on?

Nothing's going on.

Why don't you sit down and I'll explain.

After our meeting, I told Dylan

that I was taking his position

under advisement.

Now I'm advising both of you that...

I'm signing the papers.

What?

The money's yours.

Great.

Then we're back in business.

Thank you, Jim.

JIM: Don't thank me.

As a matter of fact, I owe you both an apology.

First of all to you, Jack,

for not being able

to get past my own prejudices

about what a real father should be.

And to you, Dylan,

for getting in your way of having one.

Apology accepted.

However unnecessary.

I wouldn't go that far.

So, Jack, what's next?

Next? Well, next I start the long journey back

to making up for lost time.

But before that, how 'bout the three of us

going out for a little celebratory dinner on me?

No, thanks, but why don't the two of you go?

Oh, come on, Jim, huh?

You sure about that?

Yeah.

Okay, thanks a lot, Jim.

Take care, Jack. Take care.

Good luck, son.

DYLAN: So she says, you can go, but your shoes stay here.

(all laughing)

Kelly, you hardly touched your food.

You eat like a bird.

I had a big lunch.

Well, Kel, come on,

you can't get too skinny here.

You see, we McKay men,

we like our women to look

like women, not little boys.

You wanna slap him? You're the closest.

Oh, whoa, hang on.

Okay, here we go:

to the future greatness of the new and improved McKay clan.

(glasses clinking) Hear, hear.

To Kelly.

What'd I do? I don't know,

but whatever you're doing, you keep right on doing it

because I have never seen

Dylan happier.

Oh, I know what it is.

Dylan, shut up.

(laughing)

And to Dylan, my son...

who had to grow up way too fast

because his old man was a screwed-up kid for too long.

I owe you.

I'll collect.

And to my beautiful, beautiful Christine.

The only woman I've ever known...

who can hang a spoon on her nose for over ten seconds.

Mm-hmm. (laughs)

Oh, boy. Watch.

And the woman I would love to spend the rest

of my life with.

Miss Christine Pettit,

will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?

Oh...

Jack.

Oh.

I take it that means yes?

Yes.

Yes. Yes. Mmm.

(Jack giggles)

(giggling)

This is my client's top offer.

Is this a seven or a two? It's a two

and my sincere feeling is grab it

before it becomes a one.

This is a five-bedroom house!

It's a buyers' market.

The ball is not in your court.

Well, Jackie, uh,

I know it's not what you were asking...

Yeah, it's insulting.

It's up to you.

I'm not gonna be pushy.

It's not my way.

May I talk to you for a second?

Excuse us. Oh, no problem.

I'll just watch the beautiful fish.

I thought you told me this was a "must-sell."

That's highway robbery.

What's going on?

Well, they made an offer, and it's not too good.

Well, it sounds good to me. Don't sell.

Kelly... KELLY: I gotta go.

Dylan's taking me sailing.

On a day like this?

Well, it's supposed to clear up.

Bye. All right, have fun.

Take an umbrella, please.

Rob... what should I do?

Well, it's the only offer we've gotten.

Bottom line...

a bird in the hand is worth more than a dead duck.

Okay, so we'll get a little wet.

But it's not gonna kill us.

I don't know.

Come on, Kel, it'll be an adventure, y'know.

We'll just putter around the harbor for about an hour.

Besides I already rented the boat.

Okay, but I have to warn you. Hmm?

I don't know my aft from my elbow.

Oh, that's okay.

Maybe we'll get swept away on some deserted island

and you can be my sex slave.

In your dreams.

Every night.

Dylan, come here.

What?

Come here. Look at this guy.

See that guy?

Yeah, what about him?

He was staring at me.

Come on, Kel.

No, I tell you he was looking right at me.

Kelly, I hate to break it to you,

but, um, guys are gonna look at you.

It's the price you pay for being so beautiful.

Dylan...

But hey, if you want me to, I'll go out there

and punch this guy's lights out right now! No, don't you dare!

Nobody looks at my woman!

Would you stop it. What, he thinks he can look at you!

He's a dead man, Kel.

You are crazy.

What, you talking to me?

Yes.

Bran, I don't wanna say I told you so.

Good. But didn't I tell you?

Steve, I lost a couple of games yesterday.

It's no big deal.

How much you lose? A coupla C-notes?

Five.

$500?

You lost $500?! A little louder,

I don't think the neighbors quite heard that.

I didn't think you were in that deep.

Hey, come on, give me a break, will you?

I was up 1,500 at one point.

This is a temporary setback, so lose the dramatics, okay?

Look, I got a couple bucks on me.

We can go to the ATM machine

and get the rest later. Steve...

Hey, this is no time for your,

your poverty-stricken pride, Brandon.

Steve, don't get me wrong, all right.

I appreciate it.

But a coupla paychecks from the Peach Pit

will bring me back up to sea level.

Just take this.

Steve...

Hi, guys.

Hi, Dad. Mr. Walsh.

What's going on?

Nothing.

I gotta go take a shower.

Brandon...

next time I tell you I'm gonna play racquetball,

remind me how bad I am at it, will you?

You got it.

Does your old man know about this?

No, and I'd like to keep it that way.

No... no...

no... no... no...

no! Aah!

How was that?

Well, you had me convinced.

All right, your turn.

No... no...

no... Mom...

center yourself.

Think about what you would do

if you were really being attacked.

Okay.

No... no... no...

no... no...

no... no!

Whoa!

Good job!

I hope I don't meet either of you in a dark alley.

That was very impressive.

Didn't know I had it in me, did you, Dad?

Well, not that I do, uh...

don't you think you should wash my car?

Excuse me? Well, you know...

wax on... wax off.

Wax on...

wax off.

Come on, The Karate Kid...

You know, the movie?

Jim...

Cute, Dad.

Cute.

Mom, I'm gonna get something to drink.

Do you want anything? Oh, no, thanks.

Oh, Jim, um...

Mr. Birnbaum called.

He said to tell you that the papers were ready.

That was fast.

Who's Birnbaum?

Business affairs.

He drew up the final papers to dissolve Dylan's trust.

Ah.

Listen, Jim.

I know this wasn't easy for you,

but you did the right thing.

Thanks.

Well, 48 hours, Mr. Dylan McKay is going

to be an extraordinarily wealthy young man.

You got a sec?

Yeah, I'm just getting ready for work.

I just heard Dad tell Mom,

uh, Dylan's finally getting all of his money.

Wow.

Talk about rich.

Yeah, it's kinda weird.

Dylan was never really into money.

And now he's worth a fortune.

Well, at least now I know

who I can hit up for some spare change.

Brandon, what would you do

if you had ten million dollars?

I don't know...

pay off some debts... travel.

Make a movie, buy the Lakers.

What about you?

Do you think it'll change him?

It might.

Money has been known to do that to people.

I think it already has.

Kel...

Mm-hmm.

Now that I'm gonna be rich,

how will I know if you want me for my money

or my mind?

That's easy.

I want you

for your body.

Oh, so I'm just like a sex object?

Do you have a problem with that?

Not tonight.

Stay here.

I don't think my mom would appreciate that very much.

It's okay. I'll write you a note.

I will.

You know, Mrs. Taylor, um,

please excuse Kelly from being at home tonight

as she needs a very

serious dose

of Dr. McKay's bedside manner.

(moans softly)

Nice try, Doc,

but you better start operating 'cause I'm outta here

in an hour.

An hour? Yes, an hour.

But it's quality, not quantity, that counts.

CINDY: I said, no!

Take your hands off me!

Good!

You see how assertive she was.

Cindy just showed us that she believes

she doesn't deserve to be harmed.

Self-esteem is the key to self-defense.

That's great.

(applause)

GRACE: Brenda, you ready?

Okay... start walking away.

Hey, come here.

I just wanna talk. Come here.

No!

GRACE: Come on.

Just a little friendly conversation.

Back off!

No... no... no... no...

No!

All right, Brenda!

That was perfect.

(applause)

GRACE: Now remember the three A's of self-defense:

avoidance,

awareness, and assertiveness.

Avoid situations where problems might occur.

Be aware of your surroundings.

And assert yourself

so people know you mean business.

(seagulls cawing, bells clanging)

(waves crashing)

(humming)

(bells clanging)

(humming)

Hey. (laughs)

A penny for your thoughts.

You can afford a lot more than that.

Yeah.

Where's Kelly? Oh, I took her home.

We were both, uh, you know, pretty tired.

Dylan, um, look,

I know I didn't discuss this with you or anything,

but this thing with Christine and me--

are you all right with that?

Oh, yeah. I mean, I'm great with that.

I just, uh...

I'm really happy for you.

Good. Good, I'm glad.

You know, there's so much that...

There are so many things I wish I could tell you.

Jack, anytime you want to talk to me.

I can't tell you everything right now.

At least...

(sighs)

At least, not...

You know, at least not all of it.

DYLAN: It's okay.

How about just the first part, you know?

Jack McKay, the early years.

I think we better interrupt this bedtime story.

JACK: To get ahead in this world,

sometimes you got to get down and dirty.

You got to roll in the mud with the pigs.

So, what-what are you telling me--

that, uh... that you know a couple of bad guys?

Yeah.

Yeah, a couple.

Dylan, there is something that...

well, something

I haven't exactly been 100% clear about with you,

and I just wanted to talk to you about that.

TERRY: Excuse me, Mr. McKay?

Uh, can I speak to you for a moment?

Can it wait?

Afraid not.

Hey, it's okay.

I'm not going anywhere. (bells clanging)

I thought you understood

how this game was going to be played.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about keeping your mouth shut.

Look, I can't keep lying to him.

I've got to tell him what's going on.

Let me assure you, if you say one word

to your son about our little arrangement,

I doubt if either one of you

will come out of this thing alive.

♪ All week long, been waiting for tonight... ♪

Hey, David, can I get you anything?

Oh, no, thanks, Nat.

I'm just waiting for Donna.

Oh. Well, then, maybe I should charge you rent.

(Nat laughing)

(door bell tinkles)

♪ Come on, baby, let's rock it all night long... ♪

Steve?

♪ Jukebox play our favorite song ♪

♪ So take my hand... ♪

Steve, would you just listen to me for a second, please?

I'm listening.

Look, I know it was wrong to dump you, okay?

But Icon Records is a cutthroat operation,

and I have to do what they say

until they make me a huge enough star

so they do what I say.

And who taught you that?

You did.

(clicks tongue)

Don't you forget it.

So, you don't hate me?

Show business is a dirty game.

You did what you got to do.

But when you get huge, I want tickets.

And I get good tickets.

And don't expect me to pay for them.

(door bell tinkles)

Hey, Duke, how's it going?

Ah, I can't complain.

NAT: Yeah, I can, but I won't.

(laughs) Have a seat.

Brandon'll be right with you.

Hey, Duke, didn't know you'd be coming by today.

Ah, just taking care of a little business in the neighborhood.

Great. What can I get you?

I think you know.

♪ All right, baby... ♪

Listen, Duke, uh,

I came up a little short this week.

A few bets didn't come in the way I thought they would.

Can you give me a couple of days?

I'm good for it.

I like you, kid.

You're a hard worker, good gambler...

two things I have a high respect for.

Thanks. So,

I'm going to let you slide this time.

Oh, that-that... that's great.

Thanks, Duke.

Don't worry about it.

Everybody has a bad run now and again.

Yeah, tell me about it.

But I want you to know one thing, kid.

So listen to me now, and listen to me good.

You know how many times I let

my clients off the hook for a little, uh,

margin of error?

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ Let's rock it all night long... ♪

Nice to see you.

(door bell tinkles)

Where's Duke?

Uh, he had a little business

to take care of in the neighborhood.

Are, uh, you okay, pal?

Yeah, sure.

Couldn't be better.

(crickets chirping)

(knocking)

Well, I talked to Steve, and he gave me his blessings.

Well, that's good... I guess.

Yeah, well, after what I did,

I thought he was going to hate me

for the rest of his life.

Steve's not the kind to hold a grudge.

Unlike some people I know.

Hi, guys.

Hello.

So, are we homeless yet?

Nope. I turned down the offer.

Good for you.

I hope

I did the right thing.

What if we don't get any more?

The market's so bad right now.

You will.

And until then, uh, we can help you out.

Thank you.

Thank you both.

(baby crying)

And thank you, Erin.

You know, we got ourselves

a wonderful little family here.

(laughing)

(knocking)

DYLAN: Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, listen, I may not see you in the morning.

I got to get up early and go to town,

take care of some business.

What business?

Oh, just some old contacts, that's all.

I just want to make sure they know I'm alive.

Yeah.

Oh, no, no, no.

Come on, Dylan.

Come on. I already told you,

I only mingle with the good guys now.

Yeah, well, I got to get some z's,

or I'm going to be a zombie

tomorrow.

Remember what I used to do

when you were a kid,

and you couldn't fall asleep?

Yeah.

Don't you dare.

♪ Take me out to the ball game ♪

Please, please, don't do this to me, Jack.

♪ Take me out to the ball ♪

Come on, look, hey, this is why I hate baseball, okay?

♪ Buy me some peanuts ♪ You did this to me.

♪ And crackerjacks ♪ I'm scarred here.

I have serious

physical and emotional pain over this thing, Jack.

♪ I don't care if I never get back ♪

Jack, you're driving me nuts. (grunts)

♪ So, it's root, root, root for the home team ♪

Hey, anybody, help me? Hey, can you hear this?! Hey!

♪ If they don't win, it's a shame ♪

Hey, I'm trapped down here with a tone-deaf lunatic!

Anybody, hey! ♪ Well, it's one, two ♪

♪ Three strikes you're out at the old ball game! ♪

You're nuts, man!

(beeps)

(seagulls cawing)

(fog horn blowing)

Who said it never rains

in California?

Not me.

Don't forget to tell your dad

to move his car.

There's no parking in the lot

on Monday mornings, and the meter maids

give out tickets, rain or shine.

Ah, thanks.

I'll do it myself.

(phone ringing)

Yeah. How you doing?

Uh, wait a minute.

(sighs)

Uh, no, I don't see him, Kelly.

Hang on a second.

Have you seen Dylan?

Uh-uh. I'm not even awake yet.

(laughs)

Uh, let me check outside, Kel.

(seagulls cawing)

Dylan?

You looking for your kid?

Yeah.

He's moving your car.

Dylan!

Yeah?

(rain pouring)

(thunder rumbling)

Kelly.

Oh, I could have called her back.

Hey, take it from me:

don't ever keep a girl you care about waiting.

Hey, I was going to move your car.

No, it's okay. I'll get it. Yeah?

Yeah. Thanks, Dad.

Well, hey, what are dads for, huh?

Umbrellas?

Yeah.

Hey, how you doing?

I just wanted to say good morning.

Good morning.

How'd you sleep?

Not as good as if you'd been here.

(laughs, phone clicks)

Oh, that's me.

Hold on.

(sighs) Hello?

Yeah. Hold on.

(beep)

Dylan, I have to go.

That's my mom's realtor.

Okay.

Listen, I'll see you in school.

Dad!

Jack!

(explosion, debris clattering)

(screaming)

(screaming)