All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S05E04 - Life After Death (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

Thank you all for coming.

Josh Richland was a profound
figure on this campus.

Most of us knew him as the
managing editor of The Condor,

and more recently,
as a candidate for president

of the student body.

Tomorrow would have been
Josh's first day in office,

and under his jurisdiction,

the student senate
would have convened

and under his leadership, this
university would have set forth

on a path of growth
and unification.

Unfortunately, for all of us,

senseless tragedy
has made that impossible.

Josh's loss will be felt
not only by this institution,

but by the future he will never
have a chance to influence.

But what Josh has left us

is as important as what
he would have given us.

His hopes and dreams,
his talent and wisdom

are now a legacy,

a legacy for this campus
to live up to...

the legacy of a brilliant,
young man

who was taken from us too soon.

And it is incumbent
upon all of us

not to let
Josh Richland's dreams

die with him.

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That was a tough
thing for you to do,

and you did it with
dignity and compassion.

Thank you, sir.

You need anything,
you have any problems,

don't hesitate to call.

I sure will.
Thanks again.

Hey, Brandon, the
speech went well.

What are you doing over there,
consorting with the enemy?

Look, Alex is an influential
member of the senate.

You're gonna have to
learn to work with him.

Don't remind me.

Just give it a chance, Brandon.

Fine.

(sighs)

Hi.
Hi.

Hey, man,

I'm sorry.
I know it was

hard on you, but
I gotta tell you,

you were great in there.
There wasn't a dry eye

in the house.

Thanks.

Uh, Kel, I
think we need

to do some work
on this guy,

I think you need to
convince him to join you

at the frat party
tomorrow night.

It'll do him some good.

Steve...
Actually, uh...

it'll do me some
good, okay?

It doesn't hurt
having the president

of the student body
show up at my party.

All right.

Thanks.

See ya.

Excuse me. Brandon?

I'm Gloria Richland,
Josh's older sister.

Hi.
Hi.

Nice to meet you.
Thank you

for what you said about
Josh. It meant a lot.

Well, I-I really didn't
know Josh that well.

Brandon, I'm gonna be packing
up some of Josh's things.

I thought you might want
to have something of his

to remember him by,
so if you want,

I'll be there
all afternoon.

Thanks.

Nice to meet you.

You, too.

Look at that.

She walks just like Josh.

What you do with
your dirty clothes

all the time
I was in Houston?

I know how to do laundry.

Oh.

But thank God,
you don't have to.

Hmm.

Now, these have to
go to the cleaners,

and can you make sure Evelia

does not put these
in the dryer, please?

Donna, you'd better

marry a very rich man

so that he can support you
in the manner

to which you've
become accustomed.

Are we back on this
track again?

Well, as a matter
of fact, there is

someone new I want you to meet.

Mom, I'm back at school now.

I don't have time for dates.

Now, wait a minute,
he's a junior at C.U.

He's handsome,

he's very bright,

he comes from a
very good family,

and he's very special,
he's very good-looking.

And he and his mother are
coming to tea on Monday.

He's coming
with his mother?

Are you kidding me?

Donna, don't be a pill.

Besides, I already promised
that you'd be here.

So what is this
perfect guy's name?

Uh... Garfield.

Er... Gerald.
Something like that.

You don't even
remember his name

but you're sure
I'm gonna love him.

Don't be difficult.

Me? Difficult? Never.

(giggles)

Wow. That's some program.

Did you write it?

No. I had to shell
out 30 bucks

like everybody else.

I'm David Silver.

You're in my, uh, Intro to
Media class, aren't you?

I'm Clare Arnold and I
thought it was my

Intro to Media class.

Sorry. Your Intro
to Media class.

So, are you majoring
in Communications?

No. Double major--
French Lit. and Physics.

Minor in Communications.

Listen.

Since you have a
minor interest

in communications, how about
making a minor contribution

to the campus TV show
I'm producing?

Oh, yeah?
You're producing it?

Well, some of it.

And... you're sure
it's nothing major?

Well, it could be
something major...

in a minor kind of way.

(chuckles)

Game.

Playing for
beers, right?

Naw, too early
for me. Coffee.

Tom!

Beer and a cup of coffee.

So, who was that babe you were
hanging with the other night?

What was her name?

Valerie.
Yeah.

She was cute.

So, what happened to her?

Don't know.

Don't much care.

Come on, a girl like that...

I'd care.

At least for a week or two.

You lose, I'll introduce you.

This must be really
hard for you.

My mother was gonna come
out from New York to help,

but it's been a
horrible week for her.

Yeah, I can imagine.

How long have you known Josh?

Uh, I met Josh last year.

He never mentioned you;
that's why I ask.

Of course, Josh was
never the chatty type.

He moved out to California;

We'd be lucky to get a phone
call from him once a month.

Well, Josh was real busy
with the newspaper and politics.

I just keep asking myself why?

Why Josh?

I don't think there's ever
an answer for that question.

I know.

I left out some of his sweaters.

I thought you might want to
look through. Take your pick.

Sweater...?

Or anything else
that you'd like.

No, no, no. No, no.

That's, that's fine.

Joshua always liked blue.

You called him Joshua?

When he was a little boy.

Here.

Thanks.

DONNA:
Where'd you get
the camera from?

Oh, I met this really cute
guy in my computer class,

and he convinced me

to go down to the TV station
and check it out.

They gave me this camera
to fool around with.

Cool. Is it on?

I don't know.
I think so.

Mm-hmm.

Hi! Donna here.

Huh.

So, Clare, tell us

about this new guy.

Uh...
I don't think so.

Here, give it to me.

No, I don't
think so either.

You know,

my old boyfriend
was a video freak.

He used to
have a camera

practically attached
to his hip in
high school.

(phone ringing)

Hmm.

Hello?

Hi, Mom.

Yes, I told you
I would be there.

Wait.

Would you turn
that thing off?

Hello.

No, Mom, Mom, don't give
him my phone number.

No, I'll just see him
at the house on Monday.

I promise,
I'll be there.

By... bye, Mom.

Blind date?

I'd rather eat grass.

No kidding. But I can't
say no to my mother.

Oh, you're such a
glutton for punishment!

Mm.
So,

what do you think?

The green or the lavender?

You know, I think
maybe the yellow.

Why don't we just
leave it like this?

You're kidding.

No.

It's great.

Avant-garde...

trash.

That is enough.
Turn it off.

(laughs)

So, anyway, this guy I met

says he's producing some show
for the campus TV station.

Come with me tomorrow, and
we'll check it out, okay?

Okay.
(doorbell ringing)

Oh, I'll get it.

Hi.

Hi, Clare.

Aw, too bad you didn't
show up a minute ago.

We could have videotaped
your little entrance there.

Mm.

Is Kelly around?

Yeah. She's in
her room studying.

Thanks.

Cool wall.

See? Told ya.

(laughing)

Hi.

Hi. Getting a lot
of work done, I see.

Every time I try to read
psychology at night,

I fall asleep.

Maybe it's my subconscious

or maybe it's Freudian.

Maybe it's boring.

So what'd Josh's
sister give you?

A sweater?

If it were my friend who died,

I think I'd want something

a little more significant
than knitwear.

What was I supposed to do?
Ask for his watch?

It's just creepy.

This whole thing is creepy.

Why don't you come to bed?

I don't feel like it.

Well, then why did you come
over here at 10:00 at night?

I don't know.

I just didn't want to be alone.

All right, then...
talk to me.

Tell me what's
going on.

Kelly, I watched a friend
of mine burn to death,

and the only thing I could
think of to say about him

was that he was a profound
figure on campus.

Brandon, I think you're being
a little hard on yourself.

I just spent the last three
hours with Josh's sister.

And she kept asking me:
Why Josh? Why Josh?

I couldn't even
look her in the eye.

It could've been me in that car!

But it wasn't.

But it could've been!

And that's the exact same thing

that Dylan said
when his father died.

You know... I thought
I didn't want to be alone,

but I really don't want
to talk either.

We don't have
to talk.

I gotta go.

Am I gonna see you tomorrow?

It's like no matter
what I say to Brandon,

it's the wrong thing.

I'm so horrible
at this. (sighs)

It's not you.

It's him.

I guess.

I screwed up so badly with
Dylan when his father died.

That was the beginning
of the end for us,

and I just don't want the
same thing to happen

with me and Brandon.

But every time I open my mouth,
I end up making him feel worse.

Kelly, Brandon's not Dylan.

I'm sure you're not
making him feel worse.

Andrea, you've spent more time
with him than anybody.

What do I do?

Look, you're talking about the
Brandon I knew in high school.

Kel, if you
haven't noticed,

we're not at
West Beverly anymore.

I mean, our lives
are totally different.

Yeah, I've noticed.

Huh. Sometimes I wish
we could all just go back

and let Mrs. Teasley
fix everything.

Hmm. We thought we were
so smart then, didn't we?

Yeah, and mature.

Oh, where's Brenda with her

three scoops of ice cream
when we need her?

Look, the only advice
I can give you is to love him.

That's all.

Just love him,

Yeah.

Okay. I got to go.

Okay.

Bye.

Wow, pretty good turnout.

Yeah, let's just hope they're
not all a bunch of techno-dinks

sitting around and trying
to outdo each other

with bits from
Mystery Science Theater.

Okay, where's this guy
you've been raving about?

I don't know.

He said he was
going to be here.

But I'm warning you right now
that I have first dibs, okay?

All right.

He's really kind of cute

in a buzz-cut,
big-footed kind of way.

There he is, right there.
(clears throat loudly)

Look, I know your friend;
you can have him.

Donna?!

Let her go. Let her go.

What's going on?

It's a long story.

With a real bad ending.

You and Donna...?

Yeah, for a couple of years.
Since high school.

Well, I don't know how
to tell you this, but, um...

I'm her new roommate.

You moved into
the beach apartment?

Yeah.

That means you're...
you're in my old room.

Oh, my God.

Well, at least I won't have
to give you directions right?

Yeah.

What are you doing here, Chief?

Hannah and I thought we'd sneak
into your first Senate meeting.

If that's okay?

Absolutely. Come on in.

Where is everybody?

Beats me.

I guess I should
get started, huh?

(door slamming)
BRANDON: Alex,
good to see you.

Listen, Josh always
had a lot of respect...

Hey, I had nothing
against Josh,

You got something
you want to say?
Yeah.

I'm leading a coalition
of senate members

to challenge the legitimacy
of your presidency.

On what grounds?

Constitutional.

The rules of succession
are not clear

and have never been challenged.

That's ridiculous.

Tell it to a judge.

(baby fussing)

Shh...

(door slamming)

What was it you were saying

about him not being
the enemy anymore?

So, what are you going to do?

All right, this meeting
is called to order,

This meeting is adjourned.

DONNA:
You know, Clare gets me
all excited

about this video thing,
and then he shows up.

You keep saying you're over
David, and then you freak out.

I am over him.

As long as I don't have
to talk to him or see him,

or have anything
to do with him.

Hey, get out of there!

Mmm. That's
good guacamole.

I guess
you didn't make it.

You'd just better be happy
that we're helping you out.

Hey, it's your Alpha
duty to help me out.

Oh.

What's the theme
of this party, anyway?

"Party till you puke."

Tasteful.
Ugh.

Who's...
who's that guy?

Which guy?

DONNA:
Him, the one standing
over there. Who is he?

Griffin Stone.

He is gorgeous.
Mm-hmm.

KELLY:
Yeah, he's a junior.

He spent last year abroad...
in Spain, I think.

He is gorgeous.

Donna, you're
repeating yourself.

Why don't you just
go talk to him?

No, I couldn't.

I wouldn't know what to say.

Say... "Hello."

Don't push me.

What, would you like me
to go say hello for you?

No!

I mean don't you dare.

All right, suit yourself.

But if it were me,
I'd say hello.

NAT:
I know you said
you weren't hungry,

but you've got to
eat something.

You're as bad as my mother.

(sighs)

You okay, pal?

I don't know.

(sighs)

Everyone's really going out
of their way to be nice,

say the right thing
and everything,

but... ever since Josh died,

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

You got a million friends.

At least six I can count.

Have you talked to
Dylan lately?

He's been through this.

Dylan and I aren't exactly on
the best of terms these days.

Yeah, I can understand that.

My silent partner's been

a little more silent
than usual lately.

Nat...

when you were laying on
on the floor over there,

and Dylan and I were
giving you CPR,

what were you thinking about?

I wasn't ready to go yet.

I'm glad the man upstairs
agreed with me.

Does that mean the man upstairs
had something against Josh?

Of course not.

Then why him and not me?

Hey, you start asking
questions like that,

you're gonna drive
yourself crazy.

Yeah.

Brando, I'm not
gonna blow smoke.

This is gonna take
some time to get over.

Maybe a week, a month...

maybe more.

But you ain't never gonna
make it if you don't eat.

I take it back.

You're worse than my mother.

Mm-hmm. Eat!

Happy?

Very.

Keep the smile.

(knocking "Shave and a Haricut")

Hi.

Listen, okay,

just listen to me,
I'm only gonna say it once.

I don't want anything
to do with anybody

who lives at the Walsh house,
okay?

Can I come in?

(sighs)

So, what kind of game were you
playing the other night?

Nine ball.

And I thought we were
having a pretty good time.

Especially after
we left the pool hall.

You know, you're the only one
in this phony town

who actually comes close
to understanding me.

So, Jim and Cindy
aren't cutting it?

(scoffs)
Yeah, right.

They are so
squeaky clean.

And I can't believe you
went out with Brenda.

I mean, she's so not you.

Yeah, well, things
change, you know?

People change.

You know, at my
father's funeral,

one of my pious uncles
gave me a rap about how,

uh, eggs were the
symbol of life.

And that I should eat one
as a symbolic gesture.

I threw it away.

You don't believe in symbolism?

I don't believe in anything.

So, your father's dead?

Yeah.

Killed himself,

with a gun,

in the bathroom.

Yeah, my dad's dead, too.

He got, uh, blown up,
by a bomb, in a car.

(laughs softly)

Is that why you
live here alone?

No, I just like to be alone.

Listen, um...

I'm really sorry that I
wasn't up front with you

about everything
when we met.

I was just having some fun.

Hey, you had your fun--
that's that.

So, what does an
egg mean to you?

Egg salad.

You want some beer?

Got anything stronger?

Sure do.

(quietly):
Good.

Mm! Great dress.

(groans):
Ah, I never know what
to wear to these things.

Casual, dressy,
preppy, grunge.

KELLY (calling):
Donna, I want to get
there sometime this year.

Okay. I just don't know
what to wear yet.

Make up your mind!
Let's go, come on!

Um... I'm really sorry about
what happened this afternoon.

I-I had no idea

about you and David.

Forget about it.

I mean, how could you
possibly have known?

You know, just because
you guys broke up

doesn't mean
you can't work together.

Donna, we're going
to the KEG house,

not the White House.

Okay, just leave me alone
for one minute.

I will be right out,
I promise, okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hurry up.

(groans)

(sighs)

Are you sure you
don't want to come?

No. Greek life's a little...
theta-beta for me.

So, what's the story
with Donna and David?

Irreconcilable
differences, I guess.

Like what?

Well, I probably shouldn't
be telling you this, but...

Donna is a virgin,
and David used to be.

Oh.

Ew.
(chuckles)

Okay, I'm ready to go.

What-what happened
to the black dress?

Why? This looks terrible?

No, it doesn't.

Clare, what do you think?

You're stunning.

Oh, God-- I knew
I was too dressed up.

I'm just putting on
a pair of jeans.

Donna!

So, what do you think, Kel,
is it true what they say?

That all's fair
in love and war?

I don't know,
I never fought a war.

(both laugh)

(upbeat dance music playing)

Drink up, guys!

You got to drink up,
because this...

this is the KEG house--
in the KEG house, our motto is:

Home of the free,
land of the rave.

Yes!

What is in this punch?

Oh, oh, I can't tell,
and you can't ask.

I think I like this place.

Party on, guys!

Brand, you made it!
Come on in. Come on.

Dave, punch this man.

Thanks.

Huh?
Steve, are you insane?

You can't serve
alcohol on campus.

Give me that.

There's alcohol in here!

Come on, Steve.
Will you lighten up?

I invited you over here
to have a party,

not lecture me, all right?

Now, where's Valerie?

I don't know.

What do you mean
you don't know?

She said she was gonna get
a ride over here from you.

Why do I get the feeling
I've been stood up?

I don't know.

Hey, Sanders!
(laughs):
What?

You know who this kid is?
Who is he?

He's Chris Pettit's
little brother!

That's Chris Pettit's
little brother?

Yeah.
I got to go to work.

Ciao.

Brandon! Oh!

I'm glad you could come.

Yeah, I'm here in body,
not in spirit.

That's a start.

Look...

I'm gonna tell
you something.

I may not be able to
say the right thing

or do the right thing

to make you feel any
better right now, but...

I'm here if you need me.

And if you don't need
me, that's okay, too.

That's the nicest thing
you could've said to me.

Hi, guys.
(chuckles)

Sorry to interrupt--
I need to talk to you, Kel.

Well, what is it?

Uh... in private.

I'm sorry, Brandon.

Ladies, go ahead.

Go, go. Go.

What? What?
He's here.

Who?!
Griffin Stone.

Donna, he
lives here.
(groans)

DONNA:
Oh, my God,
he's right over there.

You know what, I think
I'm getting weak in the knees.

You'd better pull
yourself together,

because here he comes!

Oh, my God.

Hi, Kelly.
Hi, Griffin.

Uh, we really haven't
been introduced.

I'm Griffin Stone.

Hi. I'm Donna... Martin.

Would you like to dance?

Me?

Yeah.

Okay.

Go.

Okay.

(doorbell rings)

Hi.

Hi.

Well, don't just
stand there,

come on in.

Donna and Kelly
aren't here, are they?

No.

The coast is clear.

What'd you do to the wall?

You don't like it?

No. It's... it's great.

It's just a little
weird being here.

Well, we don't have to stay.

Let's go get something to eat
or something-- I'm starved.

(sighing):
Look, maybe...

we shouldn't
be doing this.

I thought I could,
but maybe I can't.

I just don't want
to hurt Donna.

I've done enough
of that already.

You know, I... I think
you're a really nice guy, David.

I don't know exactly

what happened between
you and Donna, but...

I do know there's
three sides to every story.

And then there's the truth.

The truth is,
I acted like a jerk.

The only way I can

live with myself is
if I don't do this.

Then you'd better...
get out of here.

I'm not very good
at being good.

Of all the three-bedroom
apartments in all the world,

why'd you have to pick this one?

Location, location, location.

(door closes)

(romantic ballad playing)

It's a good thing I didn't
meet you my freshman year.

Why?

Well, I never would have
taken a year abroad.

Oh, don't tease me.

Oh, I'm not teasing--
I mean it.

I spent a whole year
in Barcelona,

and I didn't go out
with a single girl

who could dance
as well as you.

Mm, thank you.

So... what else
are you good at?

What?
Oh, roller-blading,

hang-gliding,
hundred-meter freestyle--

what's your best event?
(giggling)

You know, I'm not really
the outdoor type.

Oh. So, how do you feel
about indoor sports?

Thanks for the dance, Griffin.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.

Did I just say
something wrong?

No, not at all.

Look, if you're looking
for a wild night,

I'm not your girl, okay?

Hey, I'm sorry--
I was just kidding around.

I'd like to get
to know you better.

Really.

Even... if I tell
you right now

that I'm a good
Catholic girl?

Then we're made for each other.

I'm a good Catholic boy.

You are?

You want to test me
on my catechisms?

No.

I just want to
dance with you.

PLEDGES:
♪ 99 bottles of beer
in the frat ♪

♪ 99 bottles of beer ♪

♪ You take one down,
and you pass it around... ♪

(loud whooping)

Would you guys shut up!

What's the matter?!
Don't you like beer?!

Beers all around, guys!

Drink up!

(laughs)

Oh, no, we've
got company.

Campus security's outside.
Aw, damn!

Marty's out there stalling
them, but there's no way

we're gonna be able to hide
all the booze in here.

Muntz, what am I gonna do?

The party was your idea,
man-- you figure it out.

Ah, Brandon.

I hate to say
I told you so.

You can yell at me later.

Right now I need your help.

STEVE:
Good evening, Officer.
Can I help you?

Who are you?

I'm Steve.

Uh, Steve Sanders.
Pledge master.

Well, Mr. Pledge Master,
maybe you can tell me

why it is that this house
is always our first stop?

(nervous chuckle)
I don't know.

Well, I don't know
what else you're serving,

but you got beer cans
all over your lawn.

I know,
this is disgusting.

It's against the law
on this campus.

You mind if we come in,
look around inside?

Sir, uh, my name's
Brandon Walsh.

I'm the president
of the student body here.

I came down to break up
the party myself.

STEVE & OFFICER:
You did?

You did.

Yes, sir, yes, sir.
Steve, uh, called me.

He didn't really know
what to do. He invited

a lot of pledges here tonight,
and it seems some of the men

might have, uh, brought
their own booze with them.

So you're saying
you didn't serve alcohol here?

Absolutely, uh, not.

Steve made it quite clear
that it was a dry party,

sir, but what are you gonna do,
frisk everyone on their way in?

(nervous chuckle)

(sighs)

Look, it's late;
I've worked a long day.

Do me a favor,
make sure everybody

gets home safe, will you?

Yeah, sure.

Take their keys,
tie 'em up if you have to--

I don't want to see
anyone get hurt.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Thank you, sir.
And I sure

don't want to have
to come back here again.

Do you
understand me?
Yes, yes, sir.

Dude, it is so good to have
friends in high places.

Don't ever put me
in that position again,

do you understand me, Steve?

Hey, quit it, man--
we're here to have fun.

This is a party--
let's party.

So, weren't you supposed to
go to some party tonight?

Mm. I like this party better.

So I've been
in your bed all day,

told you all my deepest,
darkest secrets,

but you haven't
told me any of yours.

I don't have any secrets.

So, what I see
is what I get?

What do you see?

Poor little rich boy
from Beverly Hills.

Yeah, right.

And what are you?

The innocent lamb from
the wilds of Buffalo,

out here staying with
Uncle Jim and Aunt Cindy?

I'm not that innocent.

Uh-uh.

Listen. Whatever happens
in here between me and you,

I don't want it hitting the
information superhighway.

Got it?

Capisce.

Okay.

'Cause, if you're looking
for a boyfriend--

you know, I mean,
somebody that will like,

come over and take you out
on a date... I'm not him.

So no miniature golf
in the near future?

Not hardly.

(chuckles)

Listen, I'm not looking
for a boyfriend, Dylan.

At least, not here.
Mm-mnh.

So what's going on with you
and Steve Sanders? Hmm?

(sighs)
Not much.

Yeah, well, good.
Let's keep it that way.

Steve's an old friend of mine.

I'd hate to see him get burned.

Steve's a big boy, Dylan.

If he doesn't like fire,

he shouldn't be playing
with matches.

Listen to you.

You are a bad girl.

Oh, depends on
who you talk to.

(jukebox playing pop ballad)

Valerie, what happened
to you Saturday night?

You missed the party.

I know. I'm sorry, um....

I really wanted to go,
but I was really tired.

It must be the time change.

Valerie, you've been
living in California

for almost a month now.

Don't you know
what time it is yet?

I'm sorry. Let me
make it up to you.

STEVE:
Hey, Dylan. How you been?

I haven't seen
you in a while.

Yeah. Better once
I get some coffee in me.

Hey, Nat.
Hey, McKay.

You look lousy.

(coughs)
Yeah. Same to you.

Have you met Dylan?

No. I don't think so.

Valerie Malone.
Dylan McKay.

Nice to meet you.

Valerie's living
in the Walsh house.

Yeah. I heard
something about that.

So, about you standing me up.

Way I figure it, you owe me one.

Do you like
to play miniature golf?

(sighs)

(Steven chuckling)

(doorbell chimes)

Well, there they are.

Wait, wait. Let me see
that million-dollar smile.

I hate this.
Oh...

Fix your hair
a little bit.

Mom, don't.
Just answer the door.

Nannette, hi!

Felice, so good
to see you.

Thank you. Come in.

You know Donna.

Of course.
Hello, dear.
Hi.

You know, I didn't see

my son's car out front.
Is he here?

No. Not yet.

Oh, darn. He promised me
he wouldn't be late.

Well, come on in and sit down.

I have found the most wonderful
fat-free muffins

for us to indulge in.

(doorbell chimes)

Oh, good.
That must be him now.

Honey, why don't you
go ahead and get it?

Sure.

Griffin?

Surprise.

You're Nannette's son?

The last time
I checked my birth certificate.

You jerk.

You knew exactly who

I was last night, and you didn't
even say anything.

You were checking me out.

Who, me?

You know, I don't even know

if I should let you in.
You're right.

Why should we sit around sipping
tea with our maternal units

when we could hit the beach?

You mean just leave?

No. I mean we'll

say some polite good-byes,
and then we'll leave.

Hmm.

So the university's legal
counsel has advised me that,

unless we're careful, we could
wind up in court over this.

So am I president or not?

Technically,
you're the acting president

until this challenge plays out.

I'm afraid you're a bit
of a lame duck.

Well, why don't I make things
easier on everyone

and just resign?

I mean, they elected
Josh President, not me.

Let's just let things
take their course.

Situations like this settle down
with a little bit of time.

Hang in there with me.

That's the best way
to honor Josh's memory.

I guess so.

Good. Good. That's what
I wanted you to say.

By the way, I heard you helped
smooth over a situation

at the KEG house
the other night.

Yeah. I hope I didn't
overstep my bounds.

No, no. Not at all.

Let's just make sure
your friend Mr. Sanders

toes the mark from now on.

You can count on that.

So, how are things

between you and Clare?

Fine.

Actually, she's
taken an apartment

with some close
friends of mine.

Yes, I know. I'm thrilled.

You know, Clare is
very fond of you.

Well, you know how I feel
about your daughter, sir.

Well, if you need anything,
Brandon, just call.

Anything at all.
All right?
Thank you.

CLARE:
Anyway, I was thinking
we could start on this shot

here, and then we could segue

into some computer animation
over here,

and then finish off
with music down here.

Is that good?

Yeah. I like that.

That's a good idea.
That'll work.

You know, I haven't had
a strictly platonic relationship

since I was, like, 13 years old.

It's not that bad actually.

Oh.

DONNA: Hi.
Hi.

Donna, hi.

Oh, we were
just, um...

working on the storyboard
for the video.

Oh! That's great.
So, uh, how's it going?

Uh... well...

Look, you guys.

I've been thinking a lot
about it.

We can work together.

We can?
Absolutely.

You know, there is no reason
why we can't be friends.

That's great.

What changed your mind?

I finally found
a parking space.

Oh, good.

Oh, you guys haven't
met yet, have you?

No, we haven't.

Clare Arnold.

David Silver.
This is Griffin Stone.

Nice to meet you.

Hi.
Hi.

Griffin, you can come
change in my room.

What are we going to do
if we actually win this thing?

Make it up as we go along.

(knocking on door)

Honey, are you all right?

No.

Well, there's someone here
to see you.

I don't want to see anyone.

It's Josh's sister.

Gloria.

Hi.
Hi.

You want to come in
and sit down?

Oh, no. No, thanks
I can't stay long.

I'm on my way
to the airport.

But my mother
sent me something

that she thought
you'd want to see.

It's a letter from Josh.

He wrote it the day
before he died,

and I think you
should read it.

"Dear Mom, I don't
have much time to write

"because the election
is tomorrow.

"Chances are,
I'm not going to win.

"But even if I lose, I've won
because I've found a new friend.

"A real friend.

"Believe it or not,
a WASP from Minnesota

"named Brandon Walsh.

"He's a great guy,
and the truth of the matter is,

"last year,
we were so competitive

"that we practically tried
to kill each other.

"But now we're on the same team,
and it's a good thing,

"because if he were
running against me,

"I'd have to vote for him.

"Everyone knows he'd make
a better president than I would.

"You always said that college

"is really about finding
those few people

"who you'll know and love
for the rest of your life.

"Well, I think I found one.

"Talk to you soon.

Love, Joshua."

Wow.

I hated him.

When I first met

Josh Richland, I thought

I'd never met a bigger jerk
in my entire life.

But I was wrong.

I never got a chance
to tell him that.

He knew.
That's why he wrote that letter.

You know...

Josh and I talked
about doing great things

if we got elected.

Brandon,
you did get elected.

You're right.

I'm not going to give that up
without a fight.

I can't.

Otherwise, it might as well have
been both of us in that car.

Don't even say that.

I love you, Kelly.

I love you.