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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.