Original subtitles

BROWNING: And how are you and Tara getting along?

Good.

Good.

Yesterday, we were discussing Colin.

I'd like to hear more.

Like I told you, we were in love,

and, um, when he started using again,

it just seemed natural that I join in,

especially after my father dumped me. Hmm.

Do you think you started using because of Colin or your father?

Both, I guess.

I mean, the coke was in my drawer because of Colin,

but I never would have even thought of using it

if it hadn't been for my dad leaving.

So the two men you were counting on

kind of left you high and dry,

didn't they?

But when I really look at the whole thing,

I realize that... (sighs)

I can only blame myself.

How do you feel about them now?

Well, where my father is concerned,

I've been through this before with him,

and, um, that's just the way he is.

I guess maybe now it's...

it's a little easier to accept that.

And I feel sort of sorry for him.

But I'll... I'll always love him.

How about Colin?

(sighs)

I don't know.

There's something about Colin

that I'm really drawn to, you know?

There's something about him

that just sort of takes control over me.

Do you like that?

Yeah, I do.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Good morning.

(murmuring)

I bet you'll never guess

what happened 20 years ago today.

Sergeant Pepper taught the band to play?

Enough with the Beatles already, please.

No.

20 years ago, my mother had the insight to buy a bond

for her tow-headed, blue-eyed baby boy.

And now, it's matured.

Too bad we can't say the same for the baby boy.

So, uh, how much is the bond worth?

20 grand.

(whistles) A grand a year.

So, you gonna reinvest?

Silver, some windfalls are meant to be spent.

Expensive jewelry for the one you adore

is always a really good idea.

Yeah. (chuckles)

It's a leap year-- February 29 is coming up.

Sadie Hawkins Day.

So?

So, it's a tradition.

Every leap year, the smarter, fairer sex

gets to call the shots.

Sadie's very clear on that point.

Sadie this.

What, you're gonna spend 20 grand on a motorcycle?

Hey. I don't think so.

It's not just a motorcycle, it's a Harley.

It's a classic, okay?

Investments don't become any more solid.

Tell her, Silver.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Val. Hey. Hey.

Uh, why don't you join us?

I-I can't, I've got to go work at the club.

See you later. Bye.

Damn, I can't stand it.

Stand what?

The way she looks, the way she smells.

It's gonna drive me crazy the rest of my life.

You're the one that broke up with her.

Yeah, well, it still hurts.

(sighs)

I gotta get to class.

Hey, wait, don't forget...

we're going bike shopping later.

I'll be there.

(grunts excitedly)

You know, uh, maybe while you're drooling

over the little Harleys,

you should tell David what you think

is going on between her and Colin.

I don't even know if that's true.

And where is Brandon when you need him?

BRANDON: Ah, yes, nothing like the clean ocean air

and a three-day weekend.

Would you mind putting up this top, please?

I mean, it's making a mess out of my hair.

I think it looks kind of sexy.

Thank you, but, uh,

my mother doesn't like sexy.

She likes neat.

Wait a minute, why are you nervous?

We're going to see your parents.

I'm the one that should be nervous.

Are you nervous?

No.

You should be.

What are you talking about?

I'm a hero.

As far as they're concerned, I saved their daughter

from certain death on a mountaintop.

I really wouldn't bring that up if I were you.

You didn't tell them?

Uh... (chuckling)

no, and, uh, if they ever found out,

I'd be forbidden from skiing,

much less seeing you.

They sound a little, uh, overprotective.

Well, wouldn't you be?

I mean, their oldest daughter

goes out for a jog and doesn't come home.

I mean... truth of the matter

is I really haven't been home much

since Kathryn died.

It must be tough.

Yeah.

So, uh, have you been to California before?

Recruiting trip to USC once.

Decided to stay back at Penn State instead.

I still say that's where Joe should have gone.

(chuckles)

Uh, what time did Joe say he'd meet us?

Uh, he should be here real soon.

Oh, this is Nat, he owns the Peach Pit.

This is Hank, Joe's brother from Pittsburgh.

Hey, any brother of Joe's...

He's a hell of a ballplayer.

Yeah, yeah, we're real proud of him.

Yeah, we are, too.

Joseph.

Hey, big brother.

Missed you.

Hey, I missed you, too.

I can't believe I still recognize you.

Don't come home for Thanksgiving,

you don't come home for Christmas...

Right, right, come on, man.

Not in front of Donna, huh?

So, how'd it go?

Well, they still have to evaluate everything,

but the nurse thinks I'm gonna be a shoo-in.

Oh, that is so great.

So, you're gonna go ahead with this thing

without bothering to talk to the family about it?

Well, hey, I'm talking to you.

That's why I asked you to come here.

Well, I'm telling you I'm not so sure

it's such a good idea for you to continue playing ball,

operation or not.

You know, Hank, I had the exact same reaction

when I first heard about all this.

Donna, excuse me.

Um, I know you mean well,

but, um, I think this is really a family matter.

Hank, Donna's been through this

with me every step of the way.

Her father's a cardiologist.

But, with all due respect, Donna,

you're not family,

and you don't mind if a couple

of long lost brothers spend some time

catching up, do you?

Hank. No, Joe, that's okay.

Sure, I don't mind.

Don't worry, I'll talk to him.

Hank can be a bit bullheaded sometimes.

He was a linebacker, you know.

Okay.

Just, uh, come by the apartment later, okay?

See you in a bit.

Oh, wait a minute.

Just stand here for a second. What?

What? What are you doing?

Nothing, I'm just...

Okay.

Hello.

I'm home.

Mom, Dad, I'm home.

(dog barking)

Hi, Hamlet!

Susie.

Good boy.

Hi, hi, Daddy.

Um...

Oh, Dad, this is Brandon. Hi.

How are you doing, Mr. Keats? Nice to meet you.

Hi. Whoa!

Hamlet. Hello.

Hi, Hamlet. Hi, Hamlet.

Hamlet. Hamlet.

Hamlet, go!

(barking) My, uh,

mother's the only one he'll listen to.

Yes.

Too bad my children were never quite as obedient.

(quiet laughter)

Darling.

Hi, Mom.

Well, don't you look beautiful.

Uh, is... is you hair lighter

or is it darker? I can't tell.

No, no, it's just the same.

Ah, so it is.

Well, I guess I'm just not used to seeing it so, um...

Go ahead, Mom, say it-- messy?

No, I was going to say carefree.

Actually, that's my fault, I-I had the top down.

Forgive me.

You must be Brandon.

Yes, I am, you must be Mrs. Keats.

Ruth, please.

Gerald and I are not formal people.

Uh, Gerald, why don't you show

Brandon the downstairs bedroom.

Mom. What?

It... don't worry, dear.

We redid the entire room.

Brandon will be very comfortable.

Long as he doesn't mind the dog.

Oh, no, sir.

He doesn't snore, does he?

(all laughing)

Come on, Brandon.

Let's let these two catch up. All right.

He's quite handsome.

You usually go for the more intellectual type.

Well, he's smart, too, Mom.

Uh-huh, I'm sure.

Mom, please don't start.

What?

From everything you've told me,

this boy just seems too good to be true.

I mean, he's... he's not perfect.

That's all I'm saying.

(sighs)

(phone ringing)

I don't want to hear another word.

Just put it on. Are you sure?

Of course, I'm sure.

You're always saying you're so cold in the cafeteria.

Thanks.

I've never felt anything so soft before.

What is it?

Cashmere.

I've never worn cashmere before.

Well, enjoy it. Thanks.

(knocking on door)

Come in.

Hey! Hey.

Hi. Hi.

This is my brother, David.

This is my roommate, Tara.

Nice to meet you. Hi.

That's a beautiful sweater.

Cashmere.

Well,

I'll leave you guys alone.

I have to go get my head shrunk.

Ah, been there, and done that.

(chuckles) Yeah?

Glad to see we're not the only crazies.

Yeah.

See you later.

Well, at least you lucked out

in the roommate department.

Yeah, she's cool.

And believe me,

there's nothing in my life that I can complain about

after hearing her problems.

So, how you been holding up?

I'm doing okay.

How's everything on the outside?

Ah, same old thing.

Actually, Steve got himself a Harley.

You're kidding?

No, I was with him today. Oh, my...

Clare must've freaked.

Actually, she doesn't know yet.

Well, between you and Donna,

I've heard the low down on everyone except one person.

And who's that?

Colin.

I just want to know like how he's doing,

how he's handling the break up.

Make sure he's staying clean.

Actually, I don't really know.

You haven't heard from him?

Or talked to him or anything?

No, not really.

So you do know something.

(sighs)

Well,

I heard it from Steve.

You know Steve,

look, just-just forget about it. What?

David, I want you to tell me, all right,

I care about him.

(sighs)

Yeah, well, maybe you shouldn't.

What?

(sighs)

Kel...

he's seeing Valerie.

What?

Believe me,

that's exactly how I feel about it.

It's okay.

Well, Mrs. Keats, this certainly does look delicious.

Compliment Gerald.

He's the gourmet chef

in this house.

Well, my compliments, Gerald.

Looks fantastic.

This was Susan's sister's favorite dish.

She just, uh, loved her paella, didn't she?

Well, dig right in.

I'm so glad

the two of you could come down.

Well, I wanted you to meet Brandon.

And I wanted to meet you.

Why?

Ruth.

Well, I'm sorry,

it seems like an appropriate question to me.

Just how serious are things between you?

Mother, can we at least get through the main

course before the interrogation begins.

No, no, it's all right,

it's all right. I have nothing to hide.

I'm not a criminal.

I never even invested in Whitewater.

So besides being a journalist,

you're also a comedian.

And he's

a Democrat, so let's get that out of the way.

Oh, I promised Gerald we would not discuss politics

or religion this evening.

So that leaves sex and television.

(laughs)

What's the matter, Mother? No Shakespeare?

Going soft?

My mother is a Shakespearian scholar.

Usually Ruth likes to give little pop quizzes

to the girls' suitors.

Well, I'm afraid you got me there, Mrs. Keats.

I don't know Macbeth from McDonald's.

If, uh, you're looking for

his resume, it's a good one.

Brandon was student body president his sophomore year.

That's all well and good,

but all I want to know is

are you sleeping with my daughter?

Ruth!

No, mother. We're not.

Good.

It's not often

you can see this many stars in the city.

You know what this reminds me of?

What?

Sweden.

Sweden?

Yeah, remember when our tour bus broke down

and we had to sleep outside,

out in the open.

That's kind of a stretch, isn't it?

If I remember,

the aurora borealis lit the northern sky...

and the only traffic you could hear were goats.

Aren't we romantic?

I like where we are right now.

Where are we?

Look, uh,

I heard what you said,

and, uh, I want you to know

that if I'm with you,

I'm with you?

That's it, that means nobody else.

You really mean that?

Yeah, yeah, I really mean that.

Where are you going?

To bed.

You coming?

You're sure about this?

I'm not sure about anything.

As long as Kelly's out of the picture,

I don't care anymore.

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

What's the matter, Kelly?

Everything.

And the coffee sucks.

Come on, what are you so upset about?

You practically told me this guy Colin was the devil.

I don't know.

I'm just confused.

You're not confused. You're just upset

because he's going out with somebody you can't stand.

Since when did you get so smart?

I'm brilliant

as long as it's your life we're talking about

and not mine.

I just feel so humiliated.

Like what we had meant nothing to him.

I should have known that he would go straight to her.

Kelly, let it go.

He's not worth it.

Yeah,

but every time I close my eyes, I can see him kissing her,

and it tears me up inside.

You know what it makes me want to do?

A big fat line?

No.

It makes me want to kill her.

Kelly.

Hi.

Hey, good-lookin'.

How'd it go?

With Hank?

Went fine.

Just talked about old times.

You know, growing up stuff,

throwing the football in the yard with my old man.

Well, what did he think about the operation?

Uh, he's not sure.

Right, well, I mean, that's understandable.

I mean that's why we checked it out so thoroughly.

You know, and I-I talked to my dad,

and he said he would love

to explain the whole procedure to Hank in detail.

I'm not sure Hank's quite ready for that.

How was your day?

Joe.

Look, you can't let Hank's pessimism get to you.

We are so lucky to have the program even consider you.

This is what we've been praying for.

Yeah.

I know.

But... you've changed your mind, right?

You're backing out?

Donna, I have to listen to my family.

Hank's just looking out for me.

How can you say that?

He won't even listen.

He doesn't even know what he's talking about.

He knows exactly what he's talking about.

He's been down that road before.

He blew out his knee

the second to last game of his senior year.

Pro scouts were already watching him for the draft.

The doctors told him they could perform miracles.

He got his hopes up.

Three surgeries,

nothing worked.

He just doesn't want the same thing to happen to me.

So does that mean you have to stop playing football, too?

You know,

I think you're just afraid

of being better than your brother.

And I think he likes it that way.

It sure is good to have you home, Susan.

It means a lot to your mother.

It's good to be home, Dad.

I never thought this

empty nest thing would catch up to us,

but the years go fast.

Dad, are you ever gonna change Kathryn's room?

Well, that's the way your mother likes it.

I don't have the heart to say anything about it.

It's depressing.

I know.

It depresses me, too, sometimes.

But for your mother it's a sanctuary.

Don't make a big thing about it.

It would upset her.

It's just, it's not healthy.

I know.

Just let it be.

Well,

time for me to hit the sack.

Good night.

Good night, Mr. Keats. Night, Dad.

Good night.

(clears throat)

So, do you, um, always lie to your parents?

What would you rather I'd done?

I'd just rather you would have said something.

You're right, I'm sorry.

(clears throat)

To tell you the truth,

I was a little embarrassed

that your mother was so cool about everything.

I didn't quite know how to tell you

about my parents.

They don't, uh,

think you're a...

virgin? No.

I made a mistake of telling them

about the abortion.

Ouch.

How'd they deal with that?

Uh, not very well.

Especially since Kathryn had just died.

That's why I lie now.

Well, I'm sorry about that,

but, um... in the future,

would you do me a favor and fill me in?

(clears throat)

Tell you what. What?

Why don't you go down to the guest bedroom

and I'll go upstairs to my room, and, um,

we'll wait for the parentals to fall asleep

and then you'll sneak up.

What do you say?

Well, all righty.

(chuckles)

Come on. Come on. No, I'm not getting on it.

All right, I'm sorry. What are you talking about?

It's freezing, okay? I'm not going anywhere on that thing.

It's not freezing.

Are you scared?

(engine starts)

So what if I am?

There's nothing to be scared about.

Come on, this is a great motorcycle.

I know what I'm doing.

(revs engine)

Fine. Fine.

Kill me.

Hold on.

You on? Yeah, I'm on.

(whoops)

Milwaukee iron, not bad, huh?

No, it was great.

Thanks. I'm done now. Bye.

That's it? Yeah, that's it.

But I was thinking that maybe we could take

a, you know, a cruise up the coast tomorrow.

What do you say?

I say... no way,

not in a million years.

I just paid a lot of money for that motorcycle,

and you don't even want to ride it with me?

Nope. I hate it.

You didn't even give it a chance.

I just did.

I got that for us.

I thought you'd love it.

Well, I don't.

Sorry to destroy any fantasies

you may have had of me as a biker chick, Steve.

I wish I'd known this before.

You didn't ask. I didn't ask?

No. Have a good ride.

Bye.

You've got to be kidding me?

(engine starts) Clare, are you serious?

Yep, bye, honey. Love you.

Pick me up tomorrow.

In your car!

♪ ♪

(growls)

Hamlet.

Good evening, um...

Sit.

(growls)

Stay, heel, down.

(growls)

Uh, uh, uh, "To be or not to..."

(continues growling)

"Whether 'tis nobler to suffer

the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune."

Good boy.

(whimpers)

That a boy.

Good boy.

(phone rings)

(phone continues ringing)

Hello.

Have I told you today how terrific you are?

Yeah, about five times...

starting from the minute I woke up.

What are you doing right now?

What do you think I'm doing?

I'm changing my clothes.

When am I going to see you again?

You're crazy, you know that?

Yeah, I know.

So I guess I'll see you at dinner.

Hey, don't be late.

I won't. I won't.

You know last night, Valerie,

it was really beautiful.

Thank you.

Yeah, it was.

I'll see you later.

Yeah, bye.

(phone beeps off)

Hey.

Home for the holidays?

What holidays?

Leap year.

You don't think I'd forget a bud on leap year do you?

What do you want, Danny?

I brought something

guaranteed to make your heart spin a little faster.

No, man.

Did you hear me before?

I'm trying to get straight.

This stuff's not to be missed, man.

(sniffs)

Huh?

Go straight next week.

I can get a bulk deal on this stuff,

but it's a today-only thing.

Yeah? Yeah.

So do me a favor.

I need a ride. Where?

Torrance or something.

"Torrance"?

What happened to your car?

Oh, too many parking tickets.

It's parked outside my house right now

with one of them, uh, them boots on the wheels.

No, man, I...

No, I don't know, man. All right, tell you what.

You give me a ride, the gram's yours.

Huh?

Come on.

You and Danny V on the highway.

(laughs)

Hi, hon. Are the kids up yet?

No, I don't think so.

Well, I'm going upstairs to wake up Susan.

I wouldn't mind spending

just a little time alone with her.

That's a good idea. Yeah.

(knocking)

RUTH: Susan, wake up.

It's 10:00 and it's a beautiful day.

Morning, Mom.

I beg your pardon.

(door closes)

Oh, my God!

What are you doing here?! What?

You were supposed to go back to your room.

Oh, man, I fell asleep. Oh, come on.

Get up. We're in trouble.

My mom just caught us.

BRANDON: Good morning.

Morning.

Morning, you two.

Well, Brandon, would you like some eggs?

Oh, yeah, thanks.

Uh, coffee? Yeah, please.

You can turn around now, Mom.

It's not like we committed

one of the seven deadly sins.

Oh, really?

Last I checked, lust was on the list.

GERALD: Ruth, lighten up.

You know how I feel about this.

You willfully ignored me in my own home.

That is disrespectful.

I'm sorry.

And so you should be.

Uh, Mr. and Mrs. Keats...

No. Thank you, Brandon.

I am disappointed in Susan.

How come when Kathryn had a boyfriend,

you didn't stop her from sleeping with him?

That was different.

She was engaged.

And how dare you bring Kathryn's name into this?

You let her rest in peace.

I'm trying to.

Why can't you?

Susan... Come on, Dad.

You know it's true.

All the rules have changed since Kathryn died, Mom.

I'm still alive.

She isn't. I can't change that.

You turned my room

into some kind of part-time office

and her room is some kind of shrine.

How do you think that makes me feel?

I'm sorry, Mom.

I just-- I can't take it anymore.

I better go talk to her. Uh, no, no, Brandon.

No, just, uh...

I know my daughter, just let her be.

She needs to cool down right now.

To tell you the truth, she's right.

I-I'm sorry if we were rude in front of you.

No, no, no, not at all.

You see one of the worst things

a human being can go through is losing a child.

Kathryn's gone.

I surely don't want to lose Susan.

I will go up and I'll talk to her.

Trouble is, they're exactly alike.

Kathryn was like me, and Susan's just like her mother.

Well, Susan's been under a lot of pressure lately.

I think she's having a tough time

living up to Kathryn's memory.

This is the best thing that could have happened.

Kel?

Hi.

Hey. Please, come on in.

Hi. How's it going?

Don't ask. That's what my shrink's for.

That good, huh? Don't listen to her.

She's fine.

Hi, Tara. Hi.

Oh, this is my other roommate, Clare.

Hi. Hi.

Where shall I put this? What you got there?

Something wicked we smuggled in from the Peach Pit.

Oh... ooh, peach pie.

Hey, break it out. It's not all for you.

Oh, all right, here you go.

Dig in.

Forks.

Here you go. Thanks.

So your old friend, Steve, has completely,

totally lost his mind.

Yeah, David told me he bought a motorcycle. Yeah.

And he expects me to ride on it.

Like that'll ever be happening.

So, Donna, what's Joe's brother like?

Uh, well, he's kind of like Joe.

Except without the dreams.

Having a party?

Oh, I'm sorry. Were we too loud?

Not by me.

Um, Greg,

these are my friends Donna and Clare.

BOTH: Hi.

GREG: Hi.

Dr. Browning wanted me to let you know

your group session has been moved to 10:15, okay?

Okay, great. It was nice to meet you all.

BOTH: You, too.

Any more

like him around?

Yeah, my mom always told me to marry a doctor.

(laughter)

Oh, you know what?

I'm late, I got to go.

I got to meet the carpet- cleaning guy at the apartment.

Sorry. Well, tell him to clean my room.

I will.

And I, uh, got to go meet Joe and his brother.

See you tomorrow?

Yeah? Okay, thanks for coming.

Bye, see you later.

Thanks for the pie. Nice to meet you.

Bye. Bye.

Bye, Tara. Bye.

(both chuckling)

You have really great friends.

Mm.

So, uh, you got room for one more?

Sure.

(indistinct chatter)

Hi.

Hi.

Thanks for meeting me.

No problem.

This place is a little empty on the weekend.

Yeah, well, everyone's at the beach, you know.

Three-day weekend, so...

(chuckles)

Look, I was a little off base with you yesterday.

Sorry.

It's all right.

I appreciate your concern, you know.

Thanks.

You know, if Joe never played another down again,

that would suit me just fine.

Then, why are you pushing him into this thing?

Why are you pushing him away from it?

I don't think my little brother should risk

experimental heart surgery just to play football.

I mean, it's a great game.

Believe me, I know.

I grew up with it, too.

So I heard.

But I knew

it would have to end sooner or later,

and I want to make sure he has a later.

Well, if that's it, then I can respect that,

but I, I don't think it is.

Now, Hank, you can tell me to mind my own business,

but I think you're glad this happened to Joe...

'cause now he'll never go

any further in football than you did.

♪ My baby ♪

♪ I wish she was still my girl ♪

♪ My girl ♪

♪ I wish she was still my baby ♪

♪ My baby... ♪

I got this for you.

I even had it personalized.

Hmm.

Did you get us, uh,

personalized adjoining cemetery plots, too?

Look, Clare, this is your last chance.

I'm laying it on the line right here.

And what's that supposed to mean?

It means ride with me or I ride alone.

Fine.

Nadine, will you watch my stuff for me?

I'll be right back.

You're going to love it.

When I crank that accelerator,

you're going to know why women love Harleys.

Ah, Clare, living dangerously.

Hey, hey, why don't you shut up

before she changes her mind?

Why don't you take David for a ride? Here.

Because the thought of David's arms wrapped around me

and his hot breath on my neck doesn't exactly appeal to me.

Let's hurry up, all right, before I'm sick.

(Steve chuckles)

Ah, just keep your eyes closed, Captain Kirk.

It makes it a lot easier.

Hey, Nat. What?

You seen Valerie?

Uh, she should be in the office, doing the books.

Hi, David, come in, sit down.

No, thanks, I'm not staying.

Oh, then this is a friendly visit.

It sure didn't take you long, did it?

Long for what?

To jump on Colin.

Listen, David, with all due respect,

you have no say in this.

You're right.

I just wanted to warn you about him.

He, uh, drug Kelly down and he'll drag you down, too.

Well, I think I'm a little bit stronger than Kelly.

You're just full of confidence, aren't you?

Yeah.

David, are you through?

Yeah. Good, 'cause I got to get going.

(sighs)

Oh, my God.

Ah, you're squeezing me too tight.

You're cutting off my circulation.

No more turns!

Come on, come on. I'm scared, okay.

It feels like we're going to fall.

Well, we're not.

Just, just become part of the bike.

Lean with me.

See, that wasn't so bad, was it?

No, it felt good.

Good.

Now, give me some attitude and let's get in the wind, mama.

Whoo!

(Steve laughing)

Whoo!

Wake up, Susan, we're almost home.

(murmurs)

Brandon, I'm so tired.

Well, it was a very emotionally draining weekend.

I'm sorry you had to go through all that with me.

I just feel bad for your mom.

I think she went through more than any of us.

She is a nice lady, though.

Yeah, she is.

You know, um... after that talk we had,

I, I realize how much she really cares for me.

I really can't be so hard on her anymore.

Or on yourself.

JOE: I wish you didn't have to go home so soon.

I want to show you L.A.

Next time, little brother.

Yeah.

I wish I could stay longer,

but, you know, I got to get back to work.

Listen, I want you to know that...

the family's not going to stand in the way

of anything you want to do.

Neither am I.

JOE: Thanks, Hank.

I guess if there was something

they could have done with my knee,

I'd still be playing ball, too.

(knocking)

Excuse me.

(door opens)

Hi, it's right here.

Donna, it was a pleasure meeting you.

You, too.

Joe has one hell of a big brother.

(laughing): Yeah, thanks.

Get him to bring you to Beaver Falls some time.

He's got a couple of little nieces

that would really take a liking to you.

I'd like that.

Listen, we better get you out of here

or you're going to miss that flight.

I love you, kid.

I love you, too.

I'll be back in a flash.

All right. Enjoy yourself.

Who loves you?

(sighing)

(tires screeching)

(garbled radio transmission)

COLIN: Damn, I got coke on me.

(tires screeching)

(grunts)

(siren wailing)

(helicopter whirring)

NEWSCASTER: When police raided an alleged drug house...

Mm, Nadine, check it out.

L.A.'s finest are at it again.

NADINE: Cool, another high-speed chase.

Hey, better than the soaps.

...and he seems to be alone in the car.

No one appears to have been hurt,

but, again, all we can do at this time

is speculate.

The suspect is weaving through freeway traffic,

at times at very high...

(helicopter whirring, sirens wailing)

...truck while turning on to Foundry Road.

As you can tell, the police remain in hot pursuit,

and the chances of escape appear...

Hey, Val, get in here.

You got to see this.

I'm on my way out, guys.

What's the big deal?

Just watch.

Well, I'm late. I have a date.

With who?

Hey, doesn't this look like Colin's van?

The van continues to move in

and out of traffic as more police vehicles

have joined this pursuit.

Well, there's got to be

like 50,000 vans like that in this city.

Now, I'm going to try and take a pass to get another look,

as the van is headed down the off-ramp.

The squad car has now plowed into the rear of the van,

causing it to spin out into a 180.

That looks an awful lot like Colin's van.

The Colin?

Yeah, the Colin.

The van is surrounded

with absolutely nowhere to go. I think it is.

Could be stolen.

That's probably why the police are chasing it.

We can only hope that this man is not armed.

Once again, the police and highway patrol have managed

to overtake the van,

as this high-speed chase has come to a stop.

Put your hands up where I can see them.

We'll switch now to our ground camera at the scene.

That's Colin, all right.

The suspect appears to have surrendered without a struggle,

and he's being placed... My God.

...under arrest.

Turn around, put your hands up.

Oh, my God, it is him.

...he was alone in the van,

and, fortunately, no one has been hurt.

Put your hands behind you.

We will stay on the scene to bring you

any new details about this wild chase

that has taken over the streets of L.A.

You still love him, don't you?

(quavering): I don't know.

Once again, the police and highway patrol have managed

to overtake the van,

as this high-speed chase has come to a stop.

You understand these rights?

We have no information as of this time

on the suspect involved in this high-speed chase.

We do know that it began in Torrance

when police raided an alleged drug house and tried to stop...

(sighs)