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Don, you're not calling Ray again, I hope.

Yes, I am.

Why? I don't understand.

You told me he, like, fled town or something.

Yeah, but his mom said

he was due back last night.

Really? So, um, why isn't he calling you?

You're right. You're right.

I shouldn't.

You know, I think lying to your parents

about where you found that ring

more than qualifies you as "Girlfriend of the Year."

So, why isn't he calling?

Who cares?

Let's go shopping okay?

We got to get Kelly a birthday gift.

Good morning.

Good morning, good morning.

How are you this morning?

CLARE: Hi, Brandon.

Hey, what are you doing here so early?

I was just roller- blading on the beach.

Thought I'd drop by.

Really? With, um, flowers?

Okay, fine, you busted me-- I wanted to be

the first person to wish Kelly a happy birthday.

Oh. Actually, though, she's, um, she's still asleep.

She, um, was out late last night.

Hey, what do you guys think the chances are

of me getting Ginger and Valerie invited to Kelly's party?

Those two?

You got to be kidding.

It's kind of awkward with them living at my house, you know?

I thought everyone was out looking for apartments.

Since the house fell out of escrow,

everything's kind of changed.

I'll talk to Kelly. I'll see what I can do.

Cool. Thanks, Donna.

Uh, Bran...

All right, little birthday girl, wake up, let's go!

Let's stick these in flour... in water.

In flour? Why would you stick them in flour?

What, are we gonna make bread with...

Hi.

Hi.

(chuckles): Hi.

Colin Robbins.

Uh, Brandon Walsh.

Nice to meet you. Yeah, you, too.

Hi, Brandon.

Hi. Uh...

happy birthday, Kel.

Thanks. They're beautiful.

Yeah.

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We got to get moving.

I can't keep my boys here all day.

Steve, I can't understand

why you'd want to move into the Walsh house

when you have got a frat full of

personal slaves at your service.

Because there's stuff growing on the bathroom tiles there

that would astonish modern science. (laughs)

STEVE: Here he is.

Brando, it's about time.

Hey, man, we can't get anything out of storage

unless we have your signature.

Yeah, yeah. Sorry I'm late, kids.

I was busy getting my ego slammed.

What's wrong?

Well, suffice it to say, I wasn't the first one

to wish Kelly a happy birthday this morning.

Anyway, I got you guys invited to her birthday party.

She would've agreed to anything to get me out of there.

Great! Told you we were going. All right.

Where do we sign this thing?

Where it says "signature."

All right, let's get this show on the road.

I can't wait to get the old house back to normal.

(lively music playing)

BRANDON: Well, it looks like we're home, kids.

What do you think your parents will think

about the new arrangement when they come to visit?

I think they'll love it. STEVE: Well, I hope so.

I don't want to get evicted. (door opens)

Hey, Dylan.

Just in time.

You've got an artistic eye.

You like it?

At least there's no aquarium.

Hey, bro, you up for some breakfast?

We're gonna head down to the Pit.

No, maybe some other time.

I got to talk to you, Bran.

VALERIE: Well, you can talk about it

over an omelet. Some other time.

Upstairs?

BRANDON: Yeah, yeah. Excuse me.

I got it for you in my room.

DYLAN: So, this is Tony Marchette?

BRANDON: Yeah. That's his annual report.

I also got a GIF file from the Internet

of his driver's license.

Yeah, well, he's photogenic anyway.

Doesn't look like a killer to me.

What does a killer look like, Brandon?

And why is this all blacked out right here?

BRANDON: Freedom of Information Act.

It's not quite as free as it's cracked up to be.

There's a lot that's classified.

Of course.

Got to protect the rights of the murderers.

There's more in the box over there.

Getting engaged?

Yeah. Want to be my best man? Yeah.

I thought you'd never ask. Take it back.

I've been busy this summer, okay?

Yeah, so has Kelly, from what I hear.

No kidding-- I met the loser

coming out of her bedroom this morning.

So much for, "I choose me."

(sighs)

Going to the party?

Of course.

I'm a glutton for punishment.

So am I.

Loser, huh?

Loser.

(phone rings) DAVID: Check, check one.

Hey, David?

Phone for you.

Is it my mom again?

No, it's your sister.

Thanks. Mm-hmm.

Hello?

Hey, Kel. How's your big day going?

Good. I'm excited about tonight.

How's everything look?

Oh, you have incredible seats, center stage.

Pulled every string I had.

You are such a sweetheart.

Now, do you think we could get two more seats?

Why? Who's coming?

Valerie and a friend.

Don't ask.

Ginger?

Yeah.

Why'd you invite them?

It was a moment of weakness.

Let's just make the best of it, okay?

(sighs): All right, whatever you say-- it's your birthday.

All right. Well, I'll see you around 3:00.

Great. I'll be waiting for you.

Bye-bye. Bye.

What's that? Birthday pancakes.

A Robbins family tradition. Oh.

At my house you got whatever you wanted for breakfast

on your birthday, and this is what I always wanted--

chocolate chip pancakes.

And here's the whipped cream.

Is that a happy face?

No.

This is a happy face. (laughs)

Hold on, hold on.

You got to have a bite first.

Colin, this is perfect.

Yes. Every artist has to know his real medium.

Mine's Bisquick.

Perfect pancake, perfect boyfriend,

perfect party tonight.

Life begins when you're 21.

Mine has.

I don't want a lot of house rules.

Neither do I, Steve.

We just need a basic code of conduct

to separate us from the animals.

Like what?

Like no shoes on the furniture.

Table furniture? No. A table's a table.

A table's a table. Well, how many warnings?

One-- after that, you don't get to lay on the sofa.

What?!

That's bogus.

There has to be a deterrent.

(sniffing)

And what are you gonna do about that, huh?

About what?

That noxious, toxic,

Bob Marley ganja stinker that Valerie's puffing on upstairs.

Man, I've told her a million times--

no grass in the house.

Well, I think I have the perfect punishment for her.

What's that?

She'll have to play basketball with me.

Where's the punishment in that?

She'll have to play naked.

Val, not in the house!

Ginger, Ginger, I told you, no reefer in the house.

I'm not doing it in the house,

I'm doing it out the window.

(toilet flushing) Well, it's no deal, okay?

(sighs): Brandon is so straight.

Besides, all he does is moon over Kelly.

Steve's more my type, anyway.

Yeah, Mr. Platinum Card.

You like that in a guy.

Got that right.

(spraying) Whew!

Well, come on, we got to hit the Promenade, okay?

As long as we've been invited, we've got to buy presents.

Oh, geez, I know.

That's why I wanted to get stoned.

This party sounds so lame.

The Greek Theatre? Will you stop it?

I worked hard to get us invited.

Hey, you're the one

who was calling these people avocado heads.

Why do you bother with them?

That's my business.

Just stick to the program.

All I know is, when I turn 21,

I am headed for the tattoo parlor

with a bottle of Jack Daniels.

That was your 18th birthday.

I was there.

Remember?

(laughing): Yeah.

I guess you're right.

Dude, we need groceries.

You want to come?

No. But do me a favor, pick up some beer.

No, no, I'm not letting you

turn this place into Keg House South.

Brandon, one party does not a fraternity make, okay?

And buy it by the case-- it's cheaper.

I thought you were the one

that wanted to improve his grades this year.

I am, but could I at least wait till school starts?

I don't believe it. What, no cookies now?

No, no, no. I put 200 bucks in twenties in here,

and now it's gone.

Are you sure? Yeah, I'm sure.

I did it the day before the party.

Well, maybe Val took it.

BRANDON (calls): Hey, you guys! What?

Did you take the money from the grocery stash?

No, why? You need some money?

No.

Thanks.

Well, I hate to say the name Ray Pruit, but...

Ray Pruit.

Steve.

What?

You know he took that stuff off the boat.

He was acting kind of weird that night.

He would not steal from Donna's friends.

He wouldn't.

He could've.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Give me a sec to fix my hair?

Yeah.

Okay, here you are.

It doesn't get any better than this.

Oh, this is perfect.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

I'm glad you finally shaved that beard off.

Yeah, peer pressure, does it every time.

David, what's the policy on photographers here?

If we alerted a few of the fashion magazines,

and they wanted to snap a few pictures

that would be all right, wouldn't it?

No, it would not, Mother.

I get paid to have my picture taken.

Tonight I just want to sit with Colin

and you and my friends and have fun.

All right, all right.

It is your day.

Do you know what I was doing 21 years ago today?

Mom, you say that on every birthday.

Someday, if you're lucky,

you'll say it to your little girl.

Hey, did your father call?

Yes.

At 3:00 a.m. from Kuala Lumpur.

But he called.

I knew he wouldn't forget.

He was so excited the day you were born,

he was even giving cigars to the babies.

(chuckling)

Hey, David? Yeah?

I need your help.

Oh, okay, I'll be right there.

Is everything okay?

Absolutely. Great.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Remember those two extra seats I asked you about?

Right. Where are they?

Okay, well, picture yourselves here...

Uh-huh. ...and way over here...

are Valerie and Ginger.

Cool.

Beautiful? Yeah.

DAVID: Okay.

See you guys later.

Thank you.

Think Queen Kelly will like the earrings?

She'd better. They cost enough.

Oh, great.

GINGER: Look who's here.

I told you we should've gone to the Beverly Center.

Just be nice, okay?

Clare, Donna, hey.

Hey, what are you guys doing here?

Well, probably the same as you,

buying Kelly a birthday present.

Hmm. VALERIE: Ginger bought Kelly

the most beautiful pair of earrings.

Show them, Ging.

Wow, those aren't real sapphires, right?

Well, of course they are.

It's Kelly's birthstone.

I guess I went a little

overboard, but...

for Valerie's friends, what the hey.

What'd you guys get her?

Um, I'm not done yet.

Me either.

Well, we're not done shopping.

Why don't we wander around together?

Because we're going to Century City.

Right, yeah.

It was good seeing you though. Yeah.

Bye. Have fun.

Bye, guys.

That was not very nice of us.

I'm sorry, okay?

Those two were totally creeping me out.

They're completely trying to buy Kelly's friendship.

Well, by the look of those earrings, it could work.

Bite your tongue.

VALERIE: Brandon, are you busy?

Yeah, can you give me a hand in here?

Yeah.

Just, uh, hold this thing up will you?

Thanks.

So what was the big powwow with Dylan before?

It's no big deal.

You, too?

Am I being paranoid,

or is everybody excluding me from everything?

I mean, Kelly's birthday party, Dylan,

and now you.

I'm sorry, Val.

He asked me to keep it confidential.

It's about his father, isn't it?

Yeah, I know.

Why don't you just tell him to stop obsessing?

Don't you think I've tried?

Well, then you haven't tried hard enough.

I mean, take it from me.

You can't bring the dead back to life.

And anything you do to try to help him...

it's a big mistake.

(elevator bell dings)

(bell dings)

(bell dings)

(bell dings)

Can I help you?

Uh, Kincaid Publishing.

Kincaid Publishing?

Is this the 21st floor?

One flight up.

Right.

Hey, you.

You dropped something.

Thank you.

I still can't believe those earrings.

I mean do you buy presents like that

for people you hardly know?

No, I still owe you a birthday present.

DONNA: Ray's here.

Oh, great.

Better take inventory.

That's not funny.

You're right, it's not funny.

Nothing about Ray is funny.

Let's get out of here, okay?

No, no, no.

I can handle him. (sighs)

Will you put this in my room?

(door opens)

Where have you been?

Searchlight, Nevada.

So, what's in Searchlight?

Not much.

I just needed to get away.

So, I guess there's not any phones there either, right?

Look, Donna,

this is hard enough as it is, all right?

Oh, I'm sorry.

What, are you gonna run away again?

Everyone thinks I'm a thief and I'm not.

I know you're not.

That's why I covered for you with my parents.

Didn't you get any of my messages?

It doesn't matter, Donna.

None of your friends are ever going to trust me again.

Well, I'll stand up to them.

I will stand up to anyone who's not fair to you,

but it's pointless if you're not there.

I'm poison, Donna,

and I'm just going to drag you down with me.

What are you talking about?

We had the most incredible summer together, you know that.

You've changed.

I believe you've really changed.

Yeah, well, summer's over,

you're gonna go back to school next week,

and I'll be playing my guitar

and waiting for a break that's never gonna come.

Well, poor Ray.

Let me just get out my little violin.

You know any time something doesn't go your way,

you just sulk and you run away.

Fine, Donna.

Think whatever you want.

I just came by to tell you I got your message

about Kelly's thing at the Greek,

and I'm not interested.

Well, you'd better get interested,

because either you show up tonight,

or don't bother ever showing up again.

(door slamming) (sighs)

Brandon!

Brandon, could you come in here, please?

What's the matter?

My watch is missing.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

I left it right here in the jewelry box.

Well, maybe you left it in the bathroom

when you took a shower.

I don't think so.

This was a very special watch.

I don't wear it every day.

I think someone stole it.

Come on, man, it'll turn up.

I'm not leaving here until we find it.

Couldn't you just have misplaced it?

No.

Yes.

Look at this mess.

It could be anywhere.

What does it look like? It's a solid gold

Cartier Panther.

My father gave it to me for my 18th birthday.

It's nothing I'd ever misplace. Steve,

you're just going to have to leave without it, man.

BRANDON: It's getting late.

Where are my keys?

These keys?

Where were they?

In that pile on your bed.

Which is exactly where we're gonna find

your watch, when we have time to look for it.

Which at this point and time we don't, so let's go.

Cartier, huh?

18-carat.

(loud rock music playing inside house, doorbell ringing)

(music grows louder)

Hey, you. Quitting time.

I don't punch a time card, Kelly.

That's the beauty of being your own boss;

you can come and go as you please.

(music stops)

Wow, it's beautiful.

(sighs)

(tossing brush) It's a canvas only a girlfriend could love.

What's the matter?

This.

It sucks.

Don't you think you're being a little hard on yourself?

If I'm not hard on myself, who's gonna be?

Colin, the red and the orange are striking.

(kettle whistling) What do you know about it?

The red and the orange are the worst part.

Look, we're late.

And you can't wear that to the Greek.

I'm not going.

Did I hear you right?

Did you say you're not going?

Get off my back.

I'm not on your back.

It's my 21st birthday, I want you there.

I'll make it up to you.

This is my life, Kelly.

Okay, you gotta understand that.

I understand.

I understand that you're using art

as an excuse to be a selfish bastard.

(door slamming)

Oh, the smell of that spaghetti is making my mouth water.

This isn't spaghetti.

It's spinach fettuccini,

handmade fettuccini,

with pesto sauce

from extra cold pressed virgin olive oil.

And you know what we've got for dessert?

Cannolis.

I mean as well as the birthday cake.

How come you never made food like this at the Peach Pit?

Well, some food is made for good friends.

And I want Kelly's night to be special.

Wrap, wrap, come on.

I can't believe it.

Sheila sheds one little tear

and Mel cancels out on me and goes running off to be with her.

She manipulated the whole situation

and now I am ending up alone.

You're not alone. You're with me.

I'm not going to listen to any more of this,

because I'm not complaining that Colin isn't here,

so I don't want to hear one more word out of you.

I'm sorry, I know you're upset.

No, I'm not upset.

I'm going to have a good time tonight...

with or without Colin.

Hey, guys. OTHERS: Hey.

Happy Birthday. (kissing loudly)

CLARE: Your feast awaits.

Nat, Clare, it looks beautiful.

KELLY: David, what can I say?

Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet.

I gotta go check on some details.

I'll be back.

Thanks.

Jackie, I've brought that garlic bread

that Mel likes.

Mel's not coming.

You'll be Jackie's date tonight.

You want me to sit with this beautiful blonde?

I can do that.

So, how's the woman of the hour?

Dylan, I'm so glad you came.

It really means a lot to me.

I wouldn't miss it.

Kel, when do you want the stuff served?

Uh, just a sec.

I'll be right back.

BRANDON: Hey, Dylan!

Well, Valerie. Hi.

I didn't expect to see you here.

BRANDON: What're you talking about? We're one big happy family.

Hey, bro. Where do we put the gifts?

JACKIE: We're putting all the gifts

on a table over here.

Allow me.

Thank you. Thank you.

Cut it out.

Hey. Hey.

Hi, guys. Your seats are over there.

Thanks.

Sorry.

If I could have, I would have sat them up there in Siberia.

Forget about it.

I've had enough headaches for one night.

So, how goes the manhunt?

I went to see him today.

You went and saw him?

Are you crazy?

I just wanted to see how close I could get.

Well, not that I want to know...

(clearing throat) How close did you get?

I could have shot him myself point-blank.

That's how close.

You see, you just have

way too much free time on your hands.

You should try doing something constructive,

like going back to school.

Hey, you go to school.

I'm learning something.

Yeah, how to get yourself killed.

JACKIE: Oh, boys,

turns out Colin can't be here tonight,

and I really don't want Kelly sitting alone.

Go ahead, man. No, no, you go.

No, come on... I'm not...

JACKIE: You know what,

I want you both to sit next to her.

Hey, Nat. NAT: Hey.

Oh, I'm sorry about the coitus interruptus this morning.

I'm sorry about that, too.

It's not exactly the way I wanted you to meet Colin.

So where is the artist?

He had something he had to finish up.

What, the Sistine Chapel?

Please don't rub my nose in this.

It's already hard enough. (cork popping)

DYLAN: Hey, well, there it is.

Now it's official.

The champagne is flowing, you gotta get happy.

You know what makes me happy?

Having you both here next to me.

No one, I'd rather be with.

STEVE: Uh-oh, hide your valuables.

Look who's coming.

Look, I told you this was a mistake.

I'm going to leave. No.

Look, no matter

what anyone says,

you're here with me.

It's going to be okay. Come on, let's go.

You guys, I just want to tell you up front,

that Ray's here with me today,

and if any of you have a problem with that, that's too bad.

KELLY: Donna, it's fine.

Ray is perfectly welcome here.

I have a problem with that.

STEVE: I have a big problem with that.

Steve, stop it.

No, I'm not going to stop it Brandon.

STEVE: There's a lot of stuff missing from your house.

And well, since he seems to have sticky fingers...

I didn't steal anything, Steve.

Right, and that ring

just appeared in your coat, huh?

Look, you want a piece of me,

frat boy, let's go.

Well, normally I choke on small bones, but...

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on, come on.

wrong place, wrong time.

Thanks, Brandon.

Look, I don't know why we came here to begin with.

Can we go?

No, we can't.

DONNA: Look, just ignore him.

Yeah, just ignore me, Donna,

but you're not the one missing a gold watch--

I am.

That's it. I've had enough.

Happy Birthday.

DONNA: Ray, no! KELLY: Donna.

Look, every time he goes storming off, you run after him.

You're right.

Well, he can keep on running 'cause that's it for me.

Good girl.

Okay.

NAT: Hey, come on everyone,

we've got another hour before the concert starts.

We've still got presents to open, okay?

Thanks, Nat.

Come on, sit down.

VALERIE: Ray!

Ray, wait!

Ray, please, listen to me, okay?

Look, I know how it feels.

I mean, they've never cared too much for me either,

but you've got to come back with me.

Why? They all think I'm a thief, and if I know you,

you're probably enjoying the hell out of this.

Just trust me. I can clear this whole thing up.

And then what am I going to owe you?

Nothing.

Why do you want to help me, Valerie?

I've got my own reasons.

Yeah, you always do.

Come on. The fun's just starting.

KELLY: "To my picture perfect friend...

Love, Clare."

Ooh, pretty. BRANDON: Nice.

Happy Birthday. Thank you.

Champagne-- someone pass me the champagne, please?

Donna, don't you think you ought to slow down?

That's your third glass.

Are you saying you won't pass it to me?

That's fine. No problem. I'll just get it myself.

Oh, hey, hey, hey, all right, Donna, now you're cut off.

No, give it to me, Brandon.

It's all right, I'll drive her home.

STEVE: Give it to her, just give it to her.

Okay, but play it safe.

Thank you!

Open mine next.

Well, okay.

Uh, they're really beautiful,

but you shouldn't have.

VALERIE: She didn't.

It's not her money.

GINGER: What are you talking about?

VALERIE: Oh, cut the crap, Ginger.

You're the one who had

your hand in the cookie jar; you're the thief.

I am not.

VALERIE: And even worse, you let Ray

take the blame.

Are you saying she's the one who took my watch?

I'm saying she took everything that wasn't nailed down.

You can't prove that.

Oh, yes, I can. What are you doing?!

Ginger, shut up, okay.

STEVE: Look, there's my watch.

Hey, Brandon isn't that your diamond ring?

Yeah. I didn't even know it was missing.

How could you do this to me?

I have been your friend longer than anyone here.

I'm the one that stood by you through the last ten years.

That doesn't give you permission to steal

from my friends.

To hell with these people.

To hell with you.

That's some friend you got there, Valerie.

Just lucky for me, she didn't swipe the family jewels.

Look, I'm really sorry, you guys.

When I first found out this afternoon,

I didn't know what to do.

I should have said something then.

It's not your fault.

I don't know what to say.

DYLAN: Don't say anything.

These guys owe you big time.

No, no, you don't owe me anything.

Whatever you guys thought about me, I've probably deserved.

VALERIE: I just really want to let you know

that I care about you, all of you.

I mean, friend or no friend,

I couldn't let Ginger get away with this.

DONNA: Well, I just want to tell you

that I can't believe this.

I mean, you saved Ray,

and well, I mean if it weren't for you...

I think what she's trying to say is thank you...

from all of us.

That means a lot to me.

Well, I'd better catch up

with her and take her home.

Brandon, can I have your car keys?

You want to borrow my car?

(sighs)

Don't speed.

Thanks.

STEVE: Hey, Ray...

I'm sorry.

RAY: No problem, man.

Forget it.

I plan to.

Thanks.

You kept the ring.

I was busy this summer.

Who am I kidding?

I kind of thought maybe...

you'd wear it one day.

Here, give it to me.

I'll take it back.

You want a piece of me, frat boy?

I don't usually dance with Girl Scouts,

but come on, Junior.

What would I do without the two of you?

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Dave Koz.

KOZ: How you all doing?

We're really, really excited to be here,

very, very excited to be here, but before the band and I start,

I'd like to make mention of a very special occasion

we have here-- Kelly Taylor,

right here, is celebrating her 21st birthday with us today,

and we'd like to play a song

called "You Make Me Smile".

This one goes out to you with lots of love

from your brother David and all your friends.

Happy Birthday. Hit it, guys!

(light jazz playing)

(jet engine roaring, music fading out)

I have only one thing left to say to you.

Where's my money?

(both laugh)

All right, you've earned every penny.

You don't have to count it.

One con to another, yes, I do.

The next time we pull off a scam like this,

let's do it for the big bucks.

Well, there are more important things than money.

Well, I'd say that you're in with these guys for life now.

Maybe they'll erect a statue of me in the Peach Pit.

Saint Valerie.

(both laugh)

Okay.

I cannot believe how stupid they are.

I mean, falling for this?

Well, they just want to believe the best in people.

Is that so wrong?

Careful now, you're starting to sound like an avocado head.

Just tell me one thing,

why did you go to so much trouble?

Well, maybe I like avocados.

Don't you have a plane to catch?

Yeah, yeah.

Give my regards to Buffalo.

Buffalo?

Babe, I'm headed to Maui.

Well, I won't be expecting a postcard,

if you know what I mean.

(chuckles)

Oh!

You're still my best friend, Val.

Call if you need me.

Yeah, okay.

Have fun.

Okay.

All right.

DONNA: You were innocent.

I knew it the whole time.

Well, I'm just glad your friends are finally convinced.

I know.

They were kind of mean to you.

How can I make it up to you?

I think you've had too much to drink and you should go to bed.

Well, I think that I'm not tired.

Hey, you want to untie this, hmm?

No.

Okay, then I guess I'm gonna have to, hmm.

(snaps fingers) Music maestro.

(humming)

Donna, come on.

(humming and snapping fingers)

(sotto voce): ♪ Donna, Donna. ♪

You know what color my bra is?

Donna, stop it.

(makes buzzer sound) Can't guess?

I'm just gonna have to show you, buddy.

Hey, Donna, come on, you're drunk.

I-I know. I know I'm drunk.

Settle down, or I'm gonna have to split.

No... no. No, don't go.

Look, make love to me tonight.

Tonight's the night.

Donna, you don't know what you're saying.

It's the booze talking.

No, no, I want you.

Not like this.

Fine. Will you hold me?

That, I can do.

Tighter, a little tighter.

(growls)

Ow! Owie!

(mumbles)

(both laughing)

So, what kind of schmo stands up a girl on her birthday?

Especially if that girl happens to be Kelly Taylor.

She didn't look that upset to me.

Actually she looked gorgeous.

Maybe dating schmoes agrees with her.

You know, I think you may have a point there.

She always looked great when she was with you.

That's real deep, Brandon.

Thanks, man.

Actually, you're both losers.

She looked best when she was with me.

Sharp as a tack, that boy.

Yeah, listen, thanks for that file on Marchette.

No problem. Now that you've got it,

what are you gonna do with it?

I don't know. I haven't figured it out.

Just don't do anything stupid, okay?

I don't want to get charged with conspiracy.

Don't worry about it.

I worry.

Don't.

(door opens)

Hi, guys.

Hi, Val. Where you been?

The airport.

You mean, she left?

Yeah.

I couldn't let her stay here any longer.

Are you okay?

Yeah. It's no big deal.

Are you sure?

Okay, it was hard to see her go.

I mean, there were a lot of times when the chips were down

that she was the only one who cared.

There are a lot of people that care about you now, Val.

I hope you're right,

because when I put Ginger on that plane,

I wasn't saying good-bye to a friend.

I was saying good-bye to a whole 'nother life.

You did good.

Whew.

(door opens)

Hey, mind if I crash on your couch tonight?

I'm pretty beat.

No. How's Donna?

She's, uh, she's something.

Does she always get like that when she's drunk?

She's famous for it.

Well, I got her all tucked in,

but she's going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow.

You're a good guy, Ray Pruit.

Well, I'm no saint, but, uh, I'm no thief, either.

I know.

I'm sorry all that had to come down at your party.

In fact, I'm not even sure

if I got to wish you a happy birthday.

Yes, you did.

Actually, despite everything,

I had a very happy birthday.

I'm glad.

COLIN: Kelly!

Well, it sounds like your birthday

is not over yet.

Whatever it is, I'm not interested!

Hey, it's not midnight yet.

I need help with your birthday present.

Whatever it is, I don't want it.

Get lost.

(door slamming)

You can come down now,

or you can come down later,

but I'm not leaving here until you do.

Fine.

Colin, would you stop it?

Will you just come on?

Where are you taking me?

What're we doing in a parking lot?

Look, just close your eyes.

Are they closed?

Yeah.

Follow me.

Keep your eyes closed.

Lights!

Colin...

I didn't think I'd ever get it done in time.

What happened to the orange on red?

It was just a decoy

so I could finish this one for you.

Happy Birthday, Kelly.

You're incredible.

I love it.

I love you.