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CINDY: What exactly did Brandon say?

BRENDA: He said good-bye,

he said he loved you, and he said not to worry.

But why didn't he tell you where he was going?

Because I didn't ask him.

Maybe we should call the police.

Mother, your son is 18 years old.

He just got done with his midterms, he just needed

to get out of town for a couple of days.

JIM: Honey,

he'll probably call tonight.

I'm sure he will.

And at the very least,

you know he'll be home for Thanksgiving.

You think so?

Brandon Walsh

pass up one of his mother's turkey dinners?

I don't think so.

Well, I hope you're right.

This is just not like him.

She's really worried.

So am I.

Yeah, so am I.

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, look at what's become of me ♪

♪ I was broken, but now I'm healing ♪

♪ Behind my smile only you could see ♪

♪ My emptiness was so appealing ♪

♪ If it weren't for the fact ♪

♪ She's gonna say ♪

♪ She's my sweetheart ♪

♪ And there's no place I'd rather be ♪

♪ When I'm gone, she's always with me ♪

♪ And we might hide away from day ♪

♪ One thing's for sure, we make each other happy ♪

♪ If it weren't for the fact ♪

♪ She's gonna say ♪

♪ She's my sweetheart ♪

♪ She's loving life ♪

♪ It's always a surprise ♪

♪ With my sweetheart ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

♪ And at the end of a long day ♪

♪ The new girl, she blows it out the way ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

Hey!

Hey, hey!

Stop!

What? What's the matter?

Sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

Oh.

Here I thought I was about to get lucky.

Okay,

I know we've all worked hard

at making this annual Thanksgiving visit

to Downey House better than ever, and as for me, it's uh...

the one KEG/Alpha tradition that I'm most proud of.

Thanks, Mike.

You're welcome, Leslie.

And on behalf of Alpha House,

we would like to say congratulations

on becoming the new KEG House president.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Um, let's see,

I spoke to Cecilia today

at Downey House, and she told me

that the girls are so excited

about us coming.

And, uh,

she wants us all to know how much this party

really means to them.

SEARS: Hey Leslie, any cute ones this year?

Keith hasn't had a date since Halloween.

That's because he has breath like a yak.

RYAN: Come on, guys.

Look, I know it's really easy to forget

that these girls are depending on us.

Most of them are runaways.

Some of them are pregnant.

And none of them have anyone else to turn to,

except for the counselors

at the Downey House and us.

All right, any other committee reports?

Yeah, the decorations

committee should meet back here by 5:00,

so that we have time to go

over there and set up.

And the turkeys will be ready to be picked up tomorrow morning

at 9:00 a.m. at the University Food Services.

Great.

Everybody know what they're supposed to do?

Yep. Uh-huh.

Yup.

Okay, we're outta here. All right.

Thanks again, guys.

STEVE: Hasta la bye-bye.

Hey, Sears, last year

as I recall, you were the guy

who spent half the night in the kitchen

hitting on that little blonde.

Yeah, but the important thing to remember is

I spent the other half

of the night with her in the van.

KEITH: How old was she anyway?

SEARS: Old enough,

you know what I mean?

Yeah John, we all know what you mean.

Was that a pledge I just heard speaking.

I didn't hear anything.

Good, 'cause where I come from,

Pledges only speak when spoken to.

Okay, we'll see you later.

Bye.

Ugh, John Sears has got to be the most obnoxious

creature in the world.

Just stay as far away from him as you can.

I'm trying-- it's just hard

when we have to work on this thing together.

Can we have some sodas, please?

I'll protect you, don't worry.

Right.

You're going to Houston tonight.

No, I changed my flight.

I'm not leaving till Thanksgiving morning.

Why?

I felt guilty.

I mean, I told Leslie I'd be on the planning committee.

How can I not follow through at the event?

I just wish you weren't going at all.

Well, I haven't seem my parents since school started.

I know.

It's just the thought of celebrating Thanksgiving

with just my mom and Erin seems a little uneventful.

Well, I think I know someone who you could invite

that just might spark things up a bit.

Uh, no, I don't think that Dylan wants to spend

that much time with me anymore.

Kelly, he smushed a pie

in John Sears's face for you. Donna,

he did not do that for me.

He did that for himself.

Well, just ask him to dinner.

What's the worst thing that can happen?

He can say no.

And I can feel worse than I already do.

You'll never know how he feels if you don't ask him.

Donna...

Just do it, okay?

Fine.

(clears throat)

BOY: Die, die, die, die, die.

Hi.

Hey, Kel, whatcha doin'?

Oh, nothing.

I was wondering, what are you doing for Thanksgiving?

I don't know, the usual.

Well, you want to do it with me?

I'm going to Baja, Kel. Oh,

that usual.

What can I say? The surf is up.

The south swells are rolling in, they're screaming my name.

You could say that you'll stay in town

and have a yummy Thanksgiving dinner with Erin, Jackie and me.

No, thanks.

I really don't like to do that turkey-eating thing.

Always makes me very sleepy.

But if I were gonna eat a bird with someone,

it would be with you.

Come on, move.

I'm thinking.

I'm thinking next time we play with a clock.

Okay, all right, just give me a second here.

So,

have you decided about Thanksgiving?

My mom's waiting on a head count.

I don't know.

Are you trying to distract me?

You make decisions just like you play chess.

You weigh every move.

Don't you ever just take a risk?

I went out with you, didn't I? So.

So. Come.

It's not such a big deal.

My family eats turkey and stuffing

just like everyone else.

You're the first girl

I've gone out with in years they're actually going to like.

Let me show you off.

I don't know why it makes me feel so nervous.

Because you're neurotic.

Thanks.

That makes me feel so much better.

Sure you want to do that?

Yeah.

Check.

I hate this game.

Howdy.

Hey there.

Looks like you got about the last spot.

We pulled in 15 minutes ago

had to drive all the way back here.

You got all that gear set up in 15 minutes?

Got it down to a science.

We hit the road almost every weekend

and every holiday.

And we always arrive late.

Name's Curtis. Hi, Curtis. I'm Brandon.

Nice to meet you, Brandon. Nice to meet you, too.

Listen, I got a few extra burgers over here.

Why don't you join us for supper?

Oh, no. That's alright. You go ahead.

No, no, come on, we got plenty.

Besides I'll bet all you brought was beef jerky

and some white bread.

And a can of SpaghettiOs.

Do you like cheese on your burgers?

Yeah, I do Curtis. Thank you very much.

Code of the road, I always say.

Brandon, that's my wife, Debbie.

Hi. My kids, Joyce and Andrew.

Kids, I'm gonna be needing that tray.

Bring it on over.

Where you from, Brandon?

Los Angeles.

We were just down there last year.

Oh, yeah? Well,

actually we never got out of Disneyland.

The kids held us hostage.

So, are you guys

headed over the river and through the woods

to Grandma's house you go? No.

All the grandparents are back in Oklahoma.

We're having our Thanksgiving right out here in the woods.

Just like the Pilgrims and the Indians, right kids?

Dad, you are so lame.

I am not.

You're welcome to join us Thursday for some turkey,

if you're still around. Well, thank you, Curtis,

that's a very nice offer, but I'm headed up

to Marin County to look up an old friend

of mine. Friend or girlfriend?

Daddy!

What?

He doesn't have to answer if he doesn't want to.

It's a girlfriend, actually.

Don't look at me like that.

Is it my fault he's got girl problems?

Well, I wouldn't exactly say I have girl problems.

Well, you're down in L.A., she's up in Marin.

Sounds like a problem to me.

You know, you got a point there, Curtis.

Come on, let's have a burger!

All right!

(laughs)

(crowd chatter)

She's there.

Oh. You look like you could use some help.

Not from you.

What's your problem?

You are, John. Oh, really?

Who are you, the designated spokesperson

for Miss Taylor this evening?

(scoffs)

Just ignore him.

I'm trying. I'm trying.

Kelly, Donna. Hey.

Uh, this is Cecilia Capitti, the director of Downey House.

Hi. And I hope I get this right.

Amy, Lateesha and Denise.

You got 'em all right. KELLY: Hi.

Thanks for coming, girls. Lateesha's a terrific cook.

And she'll show you around the kitchen.

Let's go do decorations. Decorations.

And Denise will show you guys

where to put the tables and chairs, okay?

I get first dibs on that one.

Be my guest.

How are you doing, Denise?

I'm John. Hi.

Well, let me show you where we'll be setting up at.

Great. Hey, Sanders, why don't you give Keith a hand

with the tables and chairs?

Sure. Lead on.

It's right this way.

So, how come you're here?

Well, my parents are crazy.

My parents are crazy, too.

Runs in the family.

I just couldn't stay there anymore.

How long have you been here?

About a month.

It's kind of a drag.

It beats living on the streets.

It must be real scary out there,

pretty girl like you being all by yourself.

Did I say something wrong?

It's just that it's been a long time

since anyone said I was... you know?

I just call 'em like I see 'em.

From the moment I met you,

I knew you were so much more together

than any of your friends.

Thanks.

I'm trying.

So am I.

Can I do something for you, Sanders?

Good night, kids.

Good night, Dad. Good night.

Good night, guys.

(owl hooting) You want some more coffee?

No, thanks.

It was a great dinner, Curtis.

Thank you very much.

Burgers always taste better with fresh air.

Yup, that they do.

So what is it?

You, uh, running after a memory,

or coming to your senses?

What?

This girl you're looking for up in Marin.

She must be something mighty special.

Yeah, she really is.

I'll put it to you this way.

When I left L.A., I didn't know where I was going,

and then I thought I saw her in a car,

and I suddenly knew that I had to see her after two years.

Sounds like you didn't end up on very good terms.

Ah, you could say that.

Things started out great, though.

I mean, Emily and I got real tight real fast,

and then she got real crazy

with drugs, and...

just kind of got real crazy.

She kind of flipped out, and ended up in a hospital.

I lost touch with her.

You never went to visit her?

I went there one time.

That was the last time I saw her.

Why didn't you ever go back?

I don't know.

A little scared maybe.

Maybe I felt a little guilty.

So, she does know you're coming to see her, huh?

(laughs)

I don't even know if she's going to want to talk to me,

but I found her parents' address in Marin, so that's a start.

Well, all I can say is good luck, kid.

Thanks.

I think I'm going to need it.

(laughs)

(knocking at door)

Hey. What brings you here?

Came to pick up a check.

No problem. I'll get my checkbook.

How much do you need?

Ha, ha, ha, ha. Hmm.

You want to come in? Okay.

Dad, Dylan's here.

JIM: Be right down, honey.

Mom made some killer lasagna.

You want some?

Yeah, it's the best offer I've had all day.

Guess what?

What?

I got cast in a campus play.

Well, congratulations.

A big part?

Uh, yeah. I mean, it's practically the lead.

Rehearsals start Monday right after Thanksgiving break.

And you know who the writer/director is?

Neil Simon?

Ha. No.

Pablo, the guy from our poetry class.

Weird guy, always dresses in black?

Yeah.

He is fabulously creative.

(laughs): Yeah, really.

Yeah, I mean it, and his play is very profound.

Oh, yeah, yeah, Pablo strikes me as a very profound kind of guy,

the way he falls asleep in a profound way

during class, you know.

You know, make fun of him all you want,

but he is very, very talented.

So is your mother. Dylan!

Mmm. No, I mean it.

The woman ought to open a restaurant, Bren.

This is fabulous.

Well, then you should come by for Thanksgiving turkey.

American cuisine is definitely

her specialty.

I don't know. I was kind of planning on going to Baja.

Dylan, you always say that, and you always wind up here.

You're right.

I'm a sucker for the food.

Then you'll come?

Sure. Why not?

Baja will still be there Friday.

Oh, hi, Dylan. Hi.

BRENDA: I just invited Dylan

over for Thanksgiving tomorrow, if that's all right with you.

Well, I was just about

to invite him myself. Thanks.

CINDY: We have room to invite a few more people

if you want,

especially since it appears Brandon won't be joining us.

Where's Brandon?

That's what I'd like to know. He went camping.

We think he went camping,

but we don't actually know for sure

because he hasn't bothered to check in yet.

Mom, he's fine, okay?

CINDY: Well, I'm glad you think so.

Where did he go, Bren?

I don't know.

I am definitely not my brother's keeper.

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard? ♪

♪ Your lips are moving ♪

♪ Your eyes splashing like the sun ♪

♪ I know you're talking ♪

♪ But you're not the only one ♪

♪ There's a whole wide world of shadow ♪

♪ But it just don't matter much ♪

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard the word? ♪

♪ Have you heard? ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah... ♪

Yes. Can I help you?

I hope so. Are you Mrs. Valentine? Oh, no, no.

The Valentines don't live here anymore.

Oh, would-would you happen to know where I could find them?

They moved to Athens about five months ago.

Athens. That's just on the other side of the bay, right?

No, it's in Greece.

Did they leave a forwarding address?

(sighs)

Maybe the post office has something.

We're renting through a broker, and...

So you wouldn't know if their daughter went with them?

Sorry.

Okay. Thanks.

(sighs)

KELLY: Thanks for helping us, Andrea.

Hey, I might not have joined the sorority,

but Downey House is a great cause.

Glad we could help.

(laughs) It should be fun tonight.

Yeah, except John's going to be there.

He turned out to be kind of scuzzy, huh?

I am so happy to be away from him,

I can't even tell you.

Yesterday, he was completely

hitting on this girl from the program.

I mean, she couldn't have been more than 15 years old.

Just thinking about it gives me the creeps.

You know, you guys should tell the counselors about him.

Well, technically, he didn't do anything wrong.

I mean, they tell us

we're supposed to be friendly with the kids.

Yeah, we should keep an eye on him. I plan to.

Hi, guys.

Oh, David, your Dad called.

He said that dinner's at 7:00

and not to be late, because Nina is attempting to cook

her first Thanksgiving turkey.

Oh, goodie. I can't wait.

KELLY: Well, I'm sure

it's better than my mother's cooking.

Well, you can come to Houston with me.

Actually, I wish I could just go to McDonald's.

(laughs)

You know,

you guys, I don't know why I am so nervous

about going to Dan's for Thanksgiving?

Could it be that you're in love?

I don't think so.

Or maybe it's a sign that he's in love with you.

ANDREA: That sounds more like it.

I think he's really built me up to his parents,

and this is, like, my final test.

So don't go. I can't do that.

He's a nice guy.

He means well.

Plus, he already told his parents that I'm coming.

Well, Andrea, it sounds to me like you've made your bed,

and now it's time to sleep in it. Yeah.

Yeah, well, I'm just not so sure

I want to sleep in it with Dan anymore.

(phone ringing)

You slept with Dan Rubin?!

Uh-huh.

(phone beeps on)

Hello.

BRENDA: Hey, Kel.

Um, listen, my mom just got off the phone with your mom,

and she heard that you guys

were having Thanksgiving dinner alone,

so my mom invited you guys to eat with us tomorrow.

That's great. What time should we be there?

Well, why don't you come early?

We'll hang out in the kitchen.

The guys can do the football thing.

Oh, cool. Thanks.

Okay, I'll see you then.

All right. Adios.

Uh, Bren, do you think I could bring David?

Are you kidding?

The more mouths Cindy has to feed, the happier she gets.

Great. Tell her thanks, and thank you.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Oh, it is now.

Bye.

(phone beeps off)

I just wrangled you an invitation

to the Walshes for Thanksgiving dinner.

Now you don't have to go to Mel's.

Thank you, Kel. I owe you one.

Yes, you do.

ANDREA: Can't I go with you guys?

No, I'm sorry.

You have to make nice with Mr. and Mrs. Rubin.

Doctor and Mrs. Rubin.

Oh. Sorry.

(chuckles)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

BRANDON: Guess who?

Brandon!

That's right, Cindy.

The correct answer was Brandon.

Tell her what she's won, Don Pardo.

I have been so worried about you.

Didn't Brenda tell you I was going to go camping?

Well, yes,

and she also told us you were going to call us.

Well, what do you think I'm doing right now?

Don't be so glib.

Sorry.

Well, where are you?

I'm in San Francisco.

You went camping in San Francisco?

Well, I started out in Big Sur, and I ended up in San Francisco.

Are you having a good time?

Yeah, San Francisco is a beautiful city,

and I met some pretty cool people on the road.

So, when are you coming home?

Don't worry, I'll be home in time for turkey.

I can't wait to see you.

(laughs): I'll see you tomorrow.

Drive safely.

Yeah, I will.

Say hi to Brenda and Dad for me.

I will.

Bye, bye.

Bye, honey.

(sighs)

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(cable car bell dings)

(bell clanging)

Excuse me.

Brandon?

Emily?

What are you doing here?

It's really you, isn't it?

In the flesh.

(laughs)

Well, it looks like you missed your stop.

Yeah, I guess I did.

I still can't believe you're in San Francisco.

What are you doing here?

Well, actually, I was looking for you.

Uh-huh. No, really.

I know it sounds absurd, but I was.

Really?

Well, actually it didn't start out that way.

I just wanted to get out of LA for a few days,

but, uh, then I saw this girl on the freeway

who might as well be your long lost sister,

and I realized I wanted to see you.

So I drive to your parents' house in Marin.

They're in Greece.

That's what the woman who lived there told me.

And then I thought it was hopeless,

and then I saw you on the cable car,

and here I am.

Yeah, here you are.

(buzz of conversation)

STEVE: Here you guys go.

(talking quietly)

Oops. I'm so sorry.

She's sorry.

Does anybody want any more dark meat?

It's going fast.

SEARS: Over here, Sanders.

(hoots)

Excuse me.

Oh, uh, excuse me, everybody, excuse me.

Uh, before you dig in,

don't forget to look under your plates

where you will find a raffle ticket.

Uh, we'll be having a drawing for all sorts of goodies,

and booby prizes right after dinner.

So, uh, enjoy.

After I go through all the trouble

of getting you dark meat, you're not even gonna eat it.

I'm not really that hungry.

Yeah, me either.

You feel like getting some fresh air?

I'd love to.

But you can't just... get up and walk out.

Sure, we can.

We just can't be too obvious about it.

Where is he going with her?

I don't know, but I don't like it.

Donna, some more dark meat?

Steve, what the hell is John doing with that girl?

Where?

KELLY: Outside.

Steve, she's only 15 years old.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Just go outside

and make sure he doesn't do anything with her.

(whispering)

What do you think he's telling him?

I don't know, but Mike doesn't look very happy.

Look at the moon-- it's beautiful.

You're so much more intuitive and sensitive

than most of the girls that I meet in college.

I am?

You know what it takes to accomplish what you have--

to have the guts to venture out on your own,

and be your own person?

You're the nicest guy.

STEVE: John.

What is it, Sanders?

I hate to tell you this, buddy,

but Ryan wants you to go back to the house.

SEARS: Why?

STEVE: Hey, when the president talks, I listen.

He said, uh, we forgot the plaque,

and he wants you to drive back and get it.

SEARS: I'll tell you what,

why don't you go get it for me?

STEVE: Oh, I'd love to, but I'm on KP duty.

You're a pledge, Sanders, that's what pledges are for.

Ryan says he left the plaque in his room,

and he doesn't want a pledge going through his stuff.

And he said to hurry.

Look, I'm really sorry.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

That's okay, I'll be fine.

Yeah, she'll be fine.

Come on, let's get some pumpkin pie.

Did you ever have one of those Speak & Spell things

where the turkey speaks?

Go ahead. Thank you.

Bye-bye.

Mission accomplished.

Thank you, Steve.

Hey, I'm a regular knight in shining armor.

Yes, you are. (kisses loudly)

Kelly, quit it.

Whoo! (chuckles)

Here we are.

Hey...

This is great place.

How long have you been here?

Since my parents moved.

Having your own place is awesome.

I wouldn't know.

Are you still living with Jim and Cindy?

And Brenda.

Wow.

Well, take your coat off, sit.

You want some tea?

Yeah, please.

Do you want chamomile or... lemon zinger?

Uh... I'll try the zinger.

So...

California University, huh?

How's that going? (water running)

Ask me again after finals.

It's going okay.

I'm doing pretty good.

What about you, you still in school?

I was, (clears throat), but, uh...

I took a little time off

to figure out what I want to do with my life.

(sighs)

So...

So.

Brandon...

how long has it been?

I'll tell you exactly.

It'll be two years this Christmas.

Wow.

I must have really freaked you out, huh?

No, not really.

Come on, I freaked myself out.

I mean, I practically burned your parents' house down.

Yeah, I remember you...

in the backyard sitting on that float with your lighter.

"Fire. Fire, fire, fire."

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

You seem a lot better now.

Yeah, well, I stopped playing with matches.

You know, this is really strange.

When I left home a few days ago,

I found a picture of you

in the bottom of one of my drawers.

And now here I am, looking at you.

(teakettle whistling)

I better get that.

(knocking on door)

I better get that.

Hey, Em, you know your teakettle's whistling.

You mind if I get a cup?

Well, who's this?

Brandon Walsh...

Rosie O'Toole, my neighbor.

The Brandon Walsh.

Yes, the Brandon Walsh.

And you shut up and get your tea.

Okay, okay.

I didn't say anything.

(whistling stops)

(liquid pouring) So, Brandon,

staying for turkey?

Uh, well, actually, Rosie, I haven't been invited.

Well, of course you're invited.

Cool, then I'll stay.

You know, if you want to take a shower

or change your clothes or something,

you know, feel free.

Okay.

You know, my bags are down in my car,

and... I'm gonna go get them now.

Why don't you?

(door opens then closes)

Ooh, la, la.

Seems like we're going to be having a lot more

than just turkey for Thanksgiving,

aren't we, Em?

Rosie...

And I see we've started packing.

Well, you really have it together.

You're leaving in a week, and I don't see a suitcase or a box.

I know, I know, I'll do it.

You're damn right you're gonna do it

because I'll make you do it.

Rosie? What?

Don't say anything to him, okay?

I want to tell him.

Have it your way.

Emily always knows best.

I told you how in love with this guy I was,

and now here he is, out of the blue.

What am I supposed to do?

Hey, like I said, Emily always knows best.

See ya.

(door opens then closes)

LESLIE: All right,

it is now time to present this year's plaque

to the young woman who has worked the hardest

to fulfill the mandates of the Downey House charter.

And this year's winner is...

Sonia Martinez.

All right, Sonia.

SEARS: You mind telling me what that wild-goose chase

was all about? John, I'm sorry.

Right after you left,

the plaque turned up on the floor of my car.

Yeah, I bet it did.

(laughing quietly)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

BRANDON (over phone): Hi, Mom, it's me again.

Oh, hi, honey.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just, uh, calling to tell you

I won't be home for Thanksgiving after all.

Oh.

Why not?

Well, I, uh...

I ran into an old friend up here.

Who's that?

Emily Valentine.

You're kidding.

Nope.

I was there, riding on a cable car, looked up,

and there she was.

Can you believe it?

How is she doing?

She's fine.

She's happy, she's healthy.

Her hair's all one color now.

So...

you're having Thanksgiving dinner with her?

Yeah.

Well, we'll miss you.

When are you coming home?

I don't know.

We've got a lot of catching up to do.

Okay.

Give her our best.

Sure will, bye.

Mm.

Your parents must think I'm a total lunatic.

No, they don't.

Yeah, they do.

Yeah, they do.

They do.

(both chuckling) Oh, God.

Emily Valentine?

I hope he brought his fire extinguisher.

Dad.

I didn't know the two of them were still in touch.

Neither did I, but...

Brandon does keep a picture of her in his drawer.

Yes.

I knew that.

You did?

Still, I didn't think

he'd actually get in touch with her again.

JIM: No, Emily wasn't a bad kid, just a little mixed up.

A little mixed up?

Mom, people can change,

you know.

CINDY: Maybe,

but she already broke his heart once.

I'd just hate to see it happen again.

(doorbell rings)

Hey, guys.

Mmm... something smells good.

Mom's been in hog heaven all day.

These are for her.

Ooh, they're beautiful.

Look who's here.

Hey, sweetie.

You look so pretty in your little dress.

(laughs)

Hi, David.

How are you doing?

Good. How about you?

Happy I'm not

the point person in the kitchen today.

I think we're all pretty happy about that, Mom.

It's good to see you, David.

Yeah, you, too.

Hello, everyone.

Oh, the beachcombers are here.

Mom, Kelly and David brought you these.

Oh, they're lovely.

Thank you.

DAVID: You're welcome.

And we're just about to start carving.

Is everybody here?

Everyone except Brandon.

Mom. Just had to get that

off my chest.

You're allowed.

Thank you.

(doorbell rings)

Perfect timing.

We were just about to sit down.

DYLAN: Well, these are for you.

CINDY: Oh...

Thank you, Dylan.

Well, shall we?

Come on, everyone.

Looks like, uh, we shop at the same florist.

Yeah, you got good taste, Silver.

Well, actually, Kelly picked them out.

Well, then, Kelly's got good taste.

Except in boyfriends.

So how was Mexico?

I don't hear any south swells

calling your name from the Walsh dining room.

(clears throat)

Shut up.

Sorry.

Mm-mm-mm.

KEITH: Mm-hmm. Watch this.

Mm-hmm.

STEVE: School's in.

Take a hike, pledge.

We're playing a game here, John.

I guess you didn't hear me.

I said get out.

Do it, Steve.

A brother told you to leave.

Fine.

"Fine, sir."

What is this all about, huh?

You may be a legacy, Sanders,

but I don't care who your father was.

You're a pledge, there are rules.

You're going to follow those rules

or you're going to get thrown out.

Is that clear?

Yeah.

Excuse me?

Yes, sir.

Oh, yeah, one more thing, Sanders.

Did you have anything to do with that stunt

with the plaque last night?

Yes, sir, I did.

I knew it.

John, she was 15 years old.

You're a bastard, Sanders.

You know that?

Yes, I do.

And I'm damn proud of it... sir.

So, Andrea,

Danny tells me you're pre-med.

That's right.

I was a pre-med major, too.

Then I married a doctor instead of becoming one.

(all chuckling)

Look out.

I don't think there's much danger

of Andrea being thrown off course.

She's...

the most determined person I've ever known.

What can I get for you? Well, I was determined, too,

and then Danny came along

and of course that changed.

I don't think

there's much danger of that happening to me.

God forbid.

(both chuckling)

Um...

would you excuse me for a minute?

I think I'd just like to grab a drink.

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hi, uh... Hi.

You were at the Walsh's anniversary party,

weren't you?

That's right.

Jesse.

Jesse Vasquez.

I haven't forgotten your name.

And I haven't forgotten yours either, Andrea.

Well, no good bartender forgets a person's name, right?

(both laughing)

Well, I'm not exactly a bartender.

I just do this on the weekends.

But I did remember your name.

You know, I think it's pretty amazing

that we should be meeting like this again.

I don't know, maybe it is.

Well... cosas mas extrañas

has pasado.

Muy bien.

You speak Spanish?

Well, I'm a native

of la ciudad de Los Angeles.

(both chuckling)

Uh... is this your family or...?

Uh... not exactly.

Friends?

Actually, um, a little bit more than friends.

I'm, I'm dating the Rubins' son

and this is his parents' home.

So what can I get you?

A mineral water'd be great.

Coming right up.

Andrea. Hmm?

What's your last name?

Uh...

Zuckerman.

You know, I could probably

get thrown right out of here for saying this,

but you have two of the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

I'd like to see them again.

California University.

Marlow Hall, room 417.

That's, that's where I live.

Great.

Thanks.

Mmm... Cindy, everything is absolutely wonderful.

Well, thank you.

I'd be happy to give you the recipes.

No, no, no, just keep inviting me.

(laughing): Gladly.

Dylan, how about some more potatoes?

Yeah, thanks.

Potatoes, Kel?

No, thank you.

Um...

I'll take some potatoes.

Well, it certainly is colder this year

than it was last.

Yeah, it certainly is colder.

You have got a lot of nerve.

(clattering)

Will you excuse us, please?

Yes, of course.

Kel.

Fine.

Do you know what's going on?

Don't look at me.

(sighs)

What exactly is your problem?

I thought you were going to Baja.

I thought that turkey made you sleepy.

I changed my mind.

You didn't want to have Thanksgiving dinner with me,

but when Brenda asked you, you showed up with bells on.

Is that it? Oh, no,

that's not it, that's not it at all.

This is not about

the Brenda and Dylan and Kelly Bermuda Triangle here.

KELLY: Fine, now at least I know where I stand.

(clears throat)

Would, uh, anybody like some cranberry sauce?

He-- w-whoa, hey, you are the one

who has been jerking me around for six weeks,

parading around with this idiot.

I did not do anything with John Sears.

So you didn't sleep with him.

Big deal. So what?

Kel, do you think that's all there is in a relationship?

I cared about you.

You said,

you said you wanted to see other people.

Fine. I just wanted

to have Thanksgiving dinner with my friends,

and I like Cindy Walsh's turkey

better than I like Jackie's

and obviously you feel the same way

or else you wouldn't be here.

Dylan, you could have at least told me.

Maybe I should have.

But can we just eat now?

I followed the directions.

I swear I did.

Well, maybe it was a recipe

for blackened turkey.

That's a Cajun delicacy.

(both laugh) Right?

Well, look on the bright side, Em.

At least we didn't have to call the fire department this time.

Ha!

Funny.

Well, who needs turkey

for Thanksgiving anyway?

My sentiments exactly.

You guys know a good pizza parlor in this town?

The best.

I'm sure you do. A little pepperoni

and we'll give thanks for what really matters, huh?

Thanks, guys.

Come on, let's get out of here.

I'm starving, let's go.

He is definitely the cutest,

nicest thing I have ever met.

I know.

So where did he sleep last night?

On the couch.

(chuckling): That's not going to last long.

Hmm.

Hey, ladies.

Let's go, huh? Come on, let's do this.

You definitely got trouble here.

I love him. What am I going to do?

You're going to tell him the truth.

Yeah, I know, I will.

Tomorrow, okay?

(chuckling): Okay.

Okay.

(sighs)