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(siren wailing)

(indistinct conversations)

(phone ringing)

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WOMAN: Stay behind the red line.

(sighs)

Personal effects.

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Uh, excuse me, sir.

Ma'am.

Sergeant.

Sergeant, uh, do you have a Brenda Walsh down here?

Yeah, she's here.

The animal crusader?

Yeah, can we see her?

She's going to be arraigned at 9:30.

Visiting hours don't begin until 10:30.

Otherwise, post her bail.

How much?

Bail was preset at $50,000.

What did she do?

Burglary, criminal trespass, destruction of property.

She was arrested breaking into a research laboratory

on the campus at C.U.

So, uh, how do I get her out of here?

You can put up the 50 grand or go to a bondsman.

There's one across the street that's open 24 hours.

(sighs)

Thank you.

So what do we do now?

Well, I didn't want it to come to this,

but I think I'm gonna have to tell her parents.

I don't understand

why we just didn't do that in the first place.

I promised her I wouldn't.

Well, I guess you're going to have

to break your promise, aren't you?

What's your problem, Kel?

Why is it that every time Brenda's in trouble,

she calls you first?

Y-You're not her guardian angel.

Do you even hear what's coming out of your mouth, huh?

One of our friends is down here in trouble

and you're giving me a problem

'cause I came down to get her out? Come on.

I guess I'm just not used

to having to bail my friends out of jail

in the middle of the night.

So what's Steve's dad like, anyway?

Well, I've only met him a couple of times.

He's kind of like Steve,

only with a little more killer instinct maybe.

Well, Steve hasn't quite finished maturing yet.

(doorbell rings)

That's them.

(grunts)

Gentlemen, good morning.

Hey, Bran. You remember my dad?

Absolutely. How you doing, Mr. Sanders?

No, it's Rush. And this is his father Jim.

Jim, good to see you.

This is terrific, thanks for having us.

No problem, it should be a great tournament.

Uh, my son tells me you haven't played in a while.

Well, um, actually,

I haven't swung a club since we left Minnesota

about three years ago.

That'd be four years, Dad. But who's counting?

(chuckling): I tell you what we do-- why don't we get you

out on the course, get you warmed up?

We won't have any embarrassing moments on the tee.

(laughs)

My dad used to be the club champ,

so he doesn't let anybody forget that.

Come on, will you?

Okay, well, let's, uh, let's go.

Got it? Yeah.

Should we follow you out there?

No, we'll take my car.

Of course we'll take that car.

It's a brand new Bentley.

He's got to show it off.

I'm not showing it off, son,

I'm breaking it in.

And it's a turbo Bentley.

Very nice wheels, Rush.

RUSH: Do you want to drive, Brandon?

BRANDON: I'd love to.

Hey, wait a second.

How come you never let me drive?

Well, I don't think

Brandon has gotten three speeding tickets in 18 months.

Do you?

No, sir. Drive. Thank you.

JIM: What's Dylan doing here? It's 6:15.

Maybe he's delivering hot bagels.

Hey, guys, I'm glad you're up.

Dylan, what's the matter? I need to talk to you

for a minute, Jim.

Excuse us.

Just take a minute. RUSH: No problem.

I think it's going to take a little longer than that.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Arrested?! That's impossible.

She's upstairs sleeping.

Jim, if she's sleeping anywhere, which I doubt,

it's downtown at the county jail.

What is going on?

Are you ready for this?

Brenda, your daughter, was arrested last night.

Bail is set at $50,000.

What?! $50,000?!

What on earth did she do?

Well, I don't know all the details,

but apparently she got caught breaking

into an animal research lab on the campus.

Oh, my God.

Oh, what are we going to do?

Well, find a good criminal attorney for starters.

Yeah, do it quick.

She's being arraigned at 9:30 this morning.

Oh, God.

(sighs)

What a mess.

This is worse than it looked after the earthquake.

You know, I saw Judy down the hall.

She said there are hundreds of kittens everywhere.

Well, look on the bright side.

Maybe they'll catch the mice.

(chuckles)

Last count, we had 157 in our lab.

Now they're all over the building.

You know, they say they're a defender of animal rights,

but I don't get it.

I mean, we were not hurting these animals.

We were studying their sleep patterns.

(animal whimpering)

Aw...

Sweetie, aw.

Aw...

Aw, he's shivering.

Hey, buddy.

Let me get you something to eat.

Yeah.

What's going to happen to these animals?

Well, unless you've got a very big house

and an awful lot of kibble,

they're going to have to go back where we found them.

Can't we give them away?

Knock yourself out, Andrea.

They're all up for adoption.

At least they caught the people who did this.

I hope they lock up

every one of those misanthropic lunatics

and throw away the key.

From your mouth...

(gavel banging) Remand the defendant to custody

and the pretrial hearing is set for...

two weeks from today.

Next.

(bangs gavel)

Poor Brenda.

She must be terrified.

Don't worry, Mom, she'll get through it.

Yeah, she can be pretty tough sometimes.

I hope so.

Did you post the bail?

Yeah.

What did the attorney say?

Things don't look so good.

The lab she broke into was doing government research.

She could be charged with a federal offense.

This is all your fault.

Oh, shut up, Jon.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Who else tipped the cops?

We should have known.

Prancing in at the 11th hour, begging us to go along.

I swear I didn't tell anybody.

Yeah, well, you better pray you didn't tell anybody.

Leave her alone.

She's a kid.

She's scared.

Aw... well, she better learn to grow up real fast.

Walsh, Brenda.

On your feet.

RUSH: Great, we're stuck with two no-shows.

Dad, Brenda got arrested.

What'd you expect them to do--

let her sit there and rot in jail

so they could make our foursome?

Well, if they bail her out quick,

they can get over here by tee time.

(sighing): Dad.

MAN: Rush, I'm glad I found you.

Hey, Bill, what's up?

Well, it turns out your partners

aren't the only ones who scratched--

some kind of stomach bug going around the West Side--

so I'm gonna have to reshuffle the decks.

I've got you going out with your old nemesis Barry Larsen.

Aw, come on, you got to be kidding.

Sorry, Rush, his tee time's right behind yours,

so you're going out together.

Oh, for crying out loud.

Is that Barry Larsen the baseball player?

RUSH: No, the podiatrist.

Of course the baseball player.

Guy's been a boil on my butt at this club for years.

Why is that, Dad?

Did he beat you or something?

You be on your game today.

The Larsens are going down.

Beautiful day, ain't it?

You got that right.

Nice day.

(laughing): H-Hey, Rush,

here we go again.

Well, if it isn't the Larsens.

How are you, Barry?

Oh, I'm doing good, I can't complain.

You remember my dad.

Ben, how you doing?

You know my son Steve?

How are you?

Good. Are you as good

with a golf club as you are with a baseball bat?

I do my best.

How come we haven't seen you around here before, Steve?

Well, I just haven't been playing much golf lately.

Well, you've missed those opportunities

to watch me trounce your old man here.

It's beginning to be something of a tradition

at our yearly tournaments.

Yeah, well, the tradition is about to be broken

and so is that streak.

I wouldn't count on it unless Steve has a hell of a swing.

I taught him.

In that case, we ain't got nothing to worry about.

(both laughing)

Don't get on him, Dad.

Oh, don't tell me those guys get to you?

Yes, they get to me.

This time, they're going to lose,

I promise you.

(sighs)

Miss Walsh, you are charged with

conspiracy to commit burglary, conspiracy to commit theft,

breaking and entering with intent

to destroy federal property.

How do you plead?

Not guilty.

Your Honor,

Miss Walsh has no record, strong ties

to the community, and clearly there's no risk of flight.

We request that her bond be reduced.

Your Honor, even though there may not be

risk of flight, we feel that the nature of the crime

is severe enough that bond be held at the preset amount.

(sighs)

Reduction request denied.

Bail has been set and posted at $50,000.

The next court date is three weeks from today.

Defendant is free to go on bond.

(sighs)

Well, thank God, that's over.

At least now she can come home.

Yeah.

For the time being at least, she's our problem.

Look what I found under my bed.

A posthumous present from Rocky.

Aw. I miss him.

(sighing): Yeah, me too.

(sighs)

Who would have thought that taking in a stray dog

would have started all this.

Somehow, I don't think this is his fault.

You know, I just, I just keep thinking that...

what if I had gone along with Brenda last night.

Nah, you never would have done anything like that.

Why? You don't think I have the guts?

Donna, it's not a matter of guts.

It's a matter of judgment.

Which you have...

and I'm not always sure Brenda does.

When you ran off to Mexico with Dylan,

I got that phone call from the customs inspector

to retrieve you at the border.

I thought that was pretty bad.

Then you packed up and moved back to Minnesota,

where you attended college for a grand total of four days.

Then you pulled that ridiculous stunt--

you eloped to Las Vegas with Stuart,

and I thought, "This is it,

this is the lamest thing she'll ever do."

But you know what?

I was wrong.

Dad, I can explain.

I'd love to hear it.

I was fighting for something that I believed in.

Animals are dying in laboratories across the country.

CINDY: Honey,

that may very well be,

but there are other ways of expressing your opinion

than breaking and entering

with the intent to destroy federal property.

You know, you guys were involved in anti-war demonstrations.

And Brandon led a walkout on the school board,

nobody said anything to him.

Honey, it was an entirely different matter.

Why? Because you agreed with him?

Or because he wasn't arrested?

No.

The fact that you were arrested is not the issue here.

What matters is what you were arrested for.

What Brandon did,

what your mother and I did, years ago...

was nonviolent protest.

But destroying a university laboratory?

Somebody had to stand up, Dad.

Animals are being

tortured and mutilated for no reason at all.

I thought that I could make a difference.

I don't know what else to say.

Brenda,

you're 19 years old.

It's time you started to get a firmer grasp

on the consequences of your actions.

Do you understand that you now have

an arrest record for the rest of your life?

Do you have any idea of what you're about to face?

Or what this family is about to go through?

I know.

And I'm sorry.

Look, Dad, I'm exhausted,

and I need a bath.

All I can smell is the inside of that jail, okay?

(sighing): All right.

Go up to your room.

We'll talk later.

What are we gonna do with her?

Look, maybe a night in jail was enough punishment.

It must have been awful for her.

Maybe it was.

But this may turn out to be a lot more than a night in jail.

This is going to trial.

It's gonna cost us a fortune.

And worse...

she could be found guilty.

So how's the food in prison these days?

It isn't funny, Brandon.

I know.

I'm not even gonna ask you how you got into all this.

Thanks.

You must have really believed in what you were doing.

Yeah, I did.

I don't want to go to jail.

I know.

What am I going to do?

(doorbell rings)

Oh, my God, Andrea.

What's Andrea got to do with all this?

It was her lab.

(door opens)

I've got to talk her.

I don't want her to hear about this from anyone but me.

CINDY: Brandon, there's someone here to see you.

I'll be right down, Mom.

Listen, Dad got you a great lawyer.

It's gonna be okay.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Nice to meet you, Josh.

You, too, Mrs. Walsh.

What's this, Richland?

A little social call?

Heard your sister got arrested last night.

Brenda's upstairs if you'd like to talk to her.

I could have her come down,

that way she could slam the door in your face.

Actually, I'm just wrapping up my piece about you.

Well, in case you hadn't noticed,

this isn't exactly a good time.

Look, I put the story to bed tonight.

I just had a couple more questions, okay?

How long have you and Lucinda Nicholson been having an affair?

You're still chewing on that old shoe, Richland?

I call it tenacity.

I call it libel.

Is that a denial?

You really want to go to war with me? Oh, please.

As far as the Condor's concerned, you're fair game.

Besides, I know it's the truth.

Then what do you need me for?

Well, technically, nothing.

But there's still a few loose ends, like...

Like having Kelly Taylor pretend

she was your girlfriend

at all of those task force dinners.

What was that all about?

You know what, Josh?

I finally understand this.

You're not a reporter digging for a story.

This is personal, isn't it?

Everything's personal, Walsh.

Everything that matters.

Is this blackmail?

Okay, you're a pretty smart guy.

Let's see how smart.

Here's the deal.

You back me for student body president next year,

I won't move the story.

No deal, Richland.

You want to run this crap, you go right ahead.

But just know something...

I'll get you.

I'm quaking.

CINDY: Josh, can I get you something?

A cup of coffee? No, Mom.

Josh was just leaving.

Thanks anyway. I was just leaving.

Hey, son,

why don't you, uh, rotate your right hand a little bit.

And look at your feet.

I mean, where are you aiming the ball?

The greens are straight out that way.

Maybe you want to hit it for him, Rush.

You know, Dad, that's why I gave up this game of golf.

Because you don't let up on me.

Sorry, son. Do it your way.

Now, that's what I call fine tournament play.

You know, if you would just stop and let me concentrate,

maybe I'd have a chance at a decent shot.

Could you guys work out your family problems some other time?

We've got a tournament to win.

RUSH: Yeah, don't count on it, Barry.

Don't count on it.

Look and learn.

Just hit it.

Wow!

Damn.

BEN: That was a hell of drive.

BARRY: Yeah.

You got some kind of secret weapon?

Yeah, something like that.

I haven't seen you hit a shot like that in years.

Sonny boy, you haven't seen anything yet.

BEN: Good hit, son.

Good hit. Nice shot.

LUCINDA: Brandon, what brings you here?

I thought you were avoiding me.

What'd you tell Richland about us?

Nothing. What are you talking about?

Well, he came by my house today

claiming to know everything about it.

Richland doesn't know a thing. He was on a fishing expedition.

Oh, I don't think so. I think he knows.

Dylan and Kelly didn't tell him,

and my sister certainly didn't,

so that just leaves you.

Now, why would I do something like that?

Oh, I don't know, you got your grant to do your little movie.

You're leaving C.U.,

it doesn't matter to you anymore.

I'm not out to hurt you, Brandon.

I wish I could believe you, Lucinda, but I don't.

That's your problem.

I do have feelings for you, Brandon,

even if you can't understand that.

I can't even begin to understand that.

(sighs)

You know, this is where it all began.

It's too bad we can't start over.

You could spot me, I could spot you.

Go for coffee.

Who knows where it might lead.

It wouldn't lead anywhere.

Okay, well, then, I guess this is good-bye.

Yes, it is.

Hey, Brandon.

How about one last kiss for old time's sake, huh?

Who'd you sleep with to get your grant?

Have a nice life, Brandon.

Yeah, you, too.

(knocking)

Hi.

Hi. Can we come in?

Sure.

So, did you, uh, hear what your friends did

at the lab last night?

Yeah, that's why we're here.

Look, if you guys came to rehash old arguments,

I'm far too exhausted for that.

I've been cleaning up the lab all morning.

I didn't come here to argue with you, Andrea.

I came here to apologize.

Brenda, you're not responsible for what a few extremists did.

Yes, I am.

I was one of those extremists.

You were what?

Look, Andrea, I was there.

I got arrested last night.

Brenda, how could you do something like that?

Andrea, you don't understand.

You can't know how horrible it was to watch Rocky die,

and to know that it happened because of things

that went on in that building.

It's the same building that your laboratory's in.

Andrea, I didn't do it out of meanness.

I did it because I thought that I could save

some of those animals' lives.

And I'm sorry if it hurt you.

Sorry?

It has nothing to do with me.

Do you realize

how many years of research has been destroyed?

How many babies' lives

could have been saved if we had known

how, suddenly, an infant dies in its crib?

Andrea, I know this may be the end of our friendship,

but you have got to believe me.

I didn't know it was your lab until it was too late.

I mean, we were going down the hall...

Brenda... I was supposed to stand lookout. Brenda...

And when they went to Lab 33,

I tried to stop them but I couldn't.

Listen, Brenda...

Jesse, look, I can handle this myself, okay?

No. No, you can't.

The last thing you and I need is to be pulled into this,

but if we talk to Brenda, we might be.

I don't understand. Look,

I don't want to know what happened.

I don't want Andrea to know what happened either

because it makes us accessories after the fact.

That's ridiculous. Do you want me to go

in the next room and get the book on criminal procedure?

Look, Donna, I can't tell you what to do with your life,

but I don't think you want to be subpoenaed, either.

Are you serious?

Yes, yes, I'm very serious.

You know, Jesse got me pretty scared.

I mean, he acted like I was a real criminal.

Oh, he's just being paranoid.

You know how lawyers get.

Well, do you want me to come in with you?

Does that mean you're still talking to me?

Of course I'm still talking to you, just not about this.

Thanks, you're a good friend, Donna.

But, no, you better not.

It's pretty hairy at Casa Walsh these days.

Well, I can take it, if you need the company.

No, it's okay.

In fact, I probably need to be alone.

I'm going to take a walk,

clear my head, think about all this.

I'll call you later.

Thanks.

(engine starting)

JIM: How long before this would actually go to trial?

I understand.

Yeah, we'll be there.

Thanks for all your help.

Bye.

Was that the lawyer?

The very expensive lawyer...

who made sure he let me know

that there was no guarantees.

What's going to happen to her, Dad?

Well, if Brenda's very lucky, she won't go to jail.

I don't know how in the world I managed to raise

two kids who are so different.

Maybe we're not so different.

Believe me, you're different.

I look at you and...

I'm so proud of what you've accomplished.

You're bright, talented.

Now that you're on the task force,

people are really starting to take notice.

You're gonna be quite a force to be reckoned with, Brandon.

Listen, Dad, I appreciate the confidence you have in me,

and everything and I know this is probably the last thing

you need on your plate right now...

What's wrong?

There's a guy at school,

a junior, he writes for the newspaper, and, uh,

he's been doing a little digging about me.

What skeletons could he possibly find in your closet?

The female kind.

What's wrong with that?

You're 19, you're single.

And she's 26 and married.

I see.

Actually, if you want to get technical about it,

she got divorced...

but that's still not the worst part.

Okay, go ahead.

Hit me with it, nothing could shock me now.

She's on the faculty.

I'm shocked.

Is this still going on?

No.

And she's leaving the school,

but it still could get pretty ugly.

I just wanted you to hear it from me first

before the story comes out in the Condor tomorrow

and my political career comes to a grinding halt.

Well, I've got to hand it to you, Brandon.

I didn't think anything could possibly

take my mind off Brenda this afternoon, but...

you did it.

All right, all right, Barry, it's almost over.

Everything but the cheers of the crowd.

Ol' Rush Sanders is back on top.

BARRY: You only have a one stroke lead, Rush.

RUSH: Watch poetry in motion.

All right, here we go.

BARRY: Is there a problem?

I think I got a cut from my five iron.

I got a ball.

No, I got another one in my bag.

What's the difference, Dad, we're both hitting Titleists.

I've got one in my bag, it's okay.

Here we go.

What kind of stunt are you trying to pull?

What are you talking about?

Well, you're too smart to do something they could spot,

so it must be something really good.

Now, what is it?

Keep your voice down.

Okay. Okay.

Keep yourself in tow.

I got a little contraption in the mail that's all.

It's-it's no big deal.

You plug it in overnight, you put your golf balls in it,

it juices up the insides a little bit, that's all.

That's how you've been getting the distance

out of your drives? It's no big deal.

What do you mean it's no big deal? It's cheating.

Will you...

keep your voice down.

Who are you to tell me about cheating?

Maybe if you played a little better,

I wouldn't have to do it.

So, this is my fault, huh?

(sighs)

How about we debate morality till later?

We got a tournament to win.

Let's have fun.

You want to have fun?

Okay.

All right, we'll have some fun.

I am exhausted.

You have only one person to thank for that.

Don't start.

Okay. I won't.

Is that better?

I don't know, try again.

Mm-hmm.

Much better.

Suddenly you don't seem so sleepy.

(giggles)

(knocking on door)

Go away.

(knocking continues)

Who is it?

BRENDA: Brenda.

(sighs)

Perfect.

You know what, seriously,

Donna says that we shouldn't even be talking to her.

Why not?

Jesse says that if Brenda tells us anything

about what happened last night, we could be subpoenaed.

Typical lawyer talk, okay, that's ridiculous.

Hi. I'm sorry to barge in.

No, come on.

I just wanted to say thank you,

to both of you.

Well, we didn't really do that much, Bren.

I'm just, uh, sorry we had to tell your parents.

No. I was just being stupid.

I don't know how I thought

that I could keep that a secret.

Are you okay?

Yeah, a little scared.

One night in jail is definitely enough

to make me realize I don't want to go back. Yeah.

Maybe you should have thought of that before.

Kel... What?

I'm sorry, I don't know what you expect from me.

What about friendship?

What about friendship?

How far is that supposed to take us?

What, do you just expect us all to jump

in the jail cell with you, keep you company?

What is your problem?

You want to know what my problem is?

I am sick and tired of stepping aside

every time Brenda comes running to you with another crisis.

Every time you call, he runs.

Whether it's Palm Springs

in the middle of the night, or jail.

Wherever it is, he runs.

He's not your boyfriend anymore.

And obviously you're not my friend anymore.

Thanks again, Dylan. Bye.

(door closes)

What?

You got lousy timing.

(light applause)

Good putt, Barry, good putt.

But I don't think it's gonna be good enough.

This one's going in, left to right.

Want to make a side bet?

Yes! Yes. Looks like

you're finally gonna put the Larsens away this year, Rush.

That's the object of it, Tom.

Don't panic, it's an easy putt.

RUSH: Come on, Barry, stop trying to psyche him out.

This is an easy one, it's a gimme.

You guys excuse us for a minute?

Excuse me.

What the hell was that all about, huh?

I missed the ball. You missed...

You missed on purpose.

I told you, I wasn't gonna play by your rules.

You want to throw away the damn game?

Why did you do it?

It's a lousy club tournament.

The trophy isn't even sterling silver.

Oh, my God.

Is that what you think it is, a damn trophy?

You always want to be a loser, son?

You were a loser when you were a kid.

You want to be one when you grow up?

Nope, you can't get me like that anymore, Dad.

I just don't buy it.

I'm not a loser.

Ah, you're a horse's ass.

Dad?

That putt is a cinch.

The way I figure it, I got a choice.

Well, actually, you've got a choice.

You throw away the superballs,

play out the rest of the game fair and square,

I'll sink that putt and put us in sudden death,

or... I'll screw it up.

I'll throw it away.

We'll lose, Dad.

Sink the putt.

(humming)

(light applause)

Sudden death.

Where have you been?

I walked over to Dylan's.

Why, what's wrong?

Your attorney called.

The FBI wants to see you.

Now what?

I mean, what do they want with me?

I don't know, but I suggest we don't keep them waiting.

You know, you've been playing some pretty good golf

without your hot, little helpers, Dad.

Will you get off my back?

Oh, come on.

It's not that bad playing golf

by the rules is it?

Tell me something, when did you get

so squeaky clean, hmm?

Since I discovered what a louse you were.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I never did anything like this before.

Oh, please! You've got to be kidding me.

You telling me you got where you are

by reciting the Boy Scout code to people?

I'm trying to tell you that, in business,

people go for your throat, they put the screws to you.

It's dog eat dog. You want to stay on top, you do

what you have to do.

The golf course is something different.

The golf course, to me, is my field of honor.

I never did anything like this before.

Then why'd you do it this time?

'Cause I'm 54 years old.

And I was club champ four years straight.

I wanted to feel one more time,

what it was like to be back on top.

One lousy time.

Okay.

I guess I can win this tournament for you.

Since you've been such a good little boy.

You got any last minute advice?

No.

Go ahead and do it.

You're a better golfer now than I ever was.

I'll even tend the flag for you.

Come on, you can do it.

Pay attention.

Good luck.

Okay, sonny boy, give it a go.

(applause)

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it! What a putt!

Did you see that Larsen? That's my boy!

That's my boy!

Congratulations, Rush.

You finally beat me. Good job.

Yeah, well, all due to my secret weapon over here.

And if he'd allow me,

I would like to buy him a beer.

Okay.

See you guys.

I can't believe it.

Tom, we've been waiting here for 20 minutes.

I don't know anything more than I told you on the phone.

Brenda, let me do most of the talking here.

But anything they ask,

answer them honestly and directly.

I will...

I feel a "but" coming on.

It's just that I know

I got caught up with a bunch of extremists.

And I know what we did was wrong.

But I won't apologize for standing up

for the ethical treatment of animals. Brenda.

I don't think the FBI is looking

for an apology, Brenda.

JON: Tell them we'll meet in your office at 4:00.

Hello, Brenda.

Jon, what are you doing here?

I work here.

Federal agent.

Mr. and Mrs. Walsh, hello.

So you were in

on it the whole time?

JON: Uh, yeah.

I've been working undercover

at the university for a while.

I infiltrated this group almost six months ago.

We've been working a long time to build

the kind of case that we think we now have.

I'm assuming we're here because you'd like

my client's cooperation in this matter.

That's right, Counselor.

Look...

we're not after you, Brenda.

You got mixed up in all of this

at the last minute; I know that.

And I know that you tried

to stop what went down.

Now the way I see this,

you are either going to do hard time or no time.

This is your choice.

Okay, here's the deal.

We will drop charges against Brenda

if she's willing to cooperate.

I am.

ATTORNEY: Brenda, wait.

I'm only letting my client testify

if you grant her immunity and protection.

Well, fortunately, she'll probably never

even have to take the witness stand.

Look, all we want from Brenda is

an affidavit that will corroborate

any pertinent testimony.

That'll be submitted to the grand jury

as sealed evidence, and hopefully,

you will never have to hear about this again.

And this will all be over?

Well, if everything goes according to Hoyle, yes.

For you, this will all be over.

That's a relief.

(dog whimpering)

Donna, you home?

DONNA: Yeah.

Hi guys. What's up? Hey.

Oh, we have a little surprise for you.

What? It's in the box.

What's going on here?

ANDREA: Well, we, uh...

we brought something home to you

that we hope would cheer you up.

We know how much you loved Rocky.

You didn't.

(whimpering)

(Donna gasps)

It's a puppy.

Oh, hi.

Oh, he's so cute.

Oh, you're adorable.

Thank you guys so much.

Oh, hi.

Where'd you get him from? Well, I got him

from the lab. He was one of the lucky ones.

Is he all right?

I mean... they didn't do anything to him, did they?

Absolutely not. I checked it out.

He's in perfect health.

Oh... oh, I love you.

Well, what'll we call him?

Well, we already thought of that.

What else but Rocky Two?

Hi, Rocky Two.

Hi, that's your name.

Hi.

RICHLAND: Hey!

Well?

What do you think?

Did one of the advisors blue-pencil your copy?

That's gratitude.

What's the matter? Didn't I praise you enough?

It was a great piece. I appreciate it.

But I thought you were going to try to bury me, man.

What happened?

Well, I did some thinking.

And you know what I came up with?

What?

I figured out that we're the same, you and I.

We're, uh...

you know, in a snake pit and we're all snakes.

And since when do snakes have scruples?

I don't know.

I wouldn't call them "scruples."

I just figured if you had the integrity

to stand up to me,

you must be a pretty honest guy.

I couldn't trash that.

Kind of circular logic, isn't it, Richland?

It's politics, buddy.

It's politics.

So maybe the Poli-Sci Department

should offer a course in scandal control.

Well, yeah.

You and I would be the first two to show up.

Oh, you got a few skeletons

in that old closet of yours I don't know about, Josh?

Who doesn't?

You know, you play your cards right,

I just may back that campaign of yours after all.

Okay, good.

Let me know.

I will.

I did what I had to do, all right?

It had nothing to do with the fact it was Brenda.

Because you're just everybody's best friend.

I said I was sorry, get off it.

Look, I'm either going to be number one in your life,

or I'm not going to be in your life.

♪ Well, give me just one chance to show you... ♪

Here you go, Rocky.

Here you go, buddy. Mmm.

Here you go.

Hey, buddy, what's this?

What's that? Oh, yeah.

DAVID: He's got a great appetite.

BRANDON: He sure does.

Oh, man.

Hi, guys.

Kel, meet the newest member of the family.

Rocky Two. Oh, my God!

He's so cute.

Dylan, you want a new puppy?

He could fetch you your newspaper or your slippers,

anything you want. I've had about

all the domestic bliss I can handle.

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

Bren.

Hey, Bren.

BRENDA: Don't worry.

All the charges

have been dropped against me,

and I'm cooperating with the FBI.

So you guys don't need to be afraid to talk to me.

Brenda, sit down.

No. I'm not staying.

Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry

if I put any of you in an uncomfortable position.

♪ Baby, I'm your man ♪

I know that you had to look out for yourselves.

And I know that some things

stretched the boundaries of friendship,

but I hope none of you ever feel as alone as I have felt.

Bren, wait.

I'll go talk to her.

No, I will.

Brenda?

You okay?

No, I feel terrible, Kelly.

I feel like I don't have a friend in the world.

Yes, you do.

We're all your friends.

Including me.

Well, you said some pretty awful things.

I know. I'm sorry.

The green monster rears its head at really weird times.

You were jealous of me? Why?

I mean, you have Dylan.

But something tells me I won't have him forever.

And I can't help but think that you'll always be

the one he'll remember as the great love of his life.

Well, I don't know if that's true,

but, uh, I've been jealous of you ever since I moved here.

Well, maybe we're even.

Brenda, I...

I know I was a bitch right when you needed me the most,

and I really feel bad.

Good.

Hey, Brenda, you better come in.

Your veggie burger's getting cold.

What veggie burger?

The one I ordered for you.

You are a vegetarian, aren't you?

Aren't you? Yes.

To our favorite felon.

Yeah, do me a favor, Bren.

Next time you get arrested, do it at a decent hour.

There isn't going to be a next time.

Isn't that right, Bren?

You know, when I spent that night behind bars,

I kept thinking, if I had only one wish,

it would be to go home.

It's good to be home.

Hear, hear!

Oh!