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Nice. Good shot. Dude.

Oh, we got this thing so wrapped up. Oh, yeah.

You guys want to keep working or what?

No, no, let's save it for tomorrow.

All right. Good practice, gentlemen.

DICK: Yeah.

TRACY: Hey, you guys were great.

How would you know?

You had your face buried in your homework the whole time.

Well, you sounded great.

Thanks. You know, Steve and I have wanted to enter

this Three Man Tournament for a long time,

but we could never find a good third man.

Looks like Dick's our guy.

Well, you're my guy.

Oh, really?

What should we do about that?

(laughs)

Do you smell something burning?

(sniffs)

Yes, I do.

I do believe that is

what is commonly referred to as marijuana.

DICK: Give me a break, Sanders. Half-court shot?

Oh, you don't believe me, huh? Yeah.

Brandon, tell him I made a half-court shot

at the Laker game.

Yeah, yeah, he did.

See?

BRANDON: You all right, Dick?

I'm excellent. Feed me.

Five, four, three, two, one.

(laughing)

I'll, uh, meet you in the car, huh?

This, uh... This isn't how you guys prepare

for a game, is it, by getting stoned?

(laughs) What?

What are you talking about?

BRANDON: Maybe this isn't important

to you, but I want to win this tournament.

Bran. BRANDON: Steve.

Come on. You guys reek of it.

Relax, okay? I went up... I went back there and had a little hit.

Steve just kept me company.

I don't see what the problem is.

BRANDON: Look, Dick,

whatever you want to do

on your own time is your own business.

I just don't want to play with you guys if you're high.

All right, it's not gonna happen again, right?

Yeah. No, and the most important thing is

that we stick together so we can win this thing.

Right. That's what I think.

All right. Thanks, Walsh. All right.

Knew you were cool. Later, bro.

See you guys tomorrow.

See you, Dick.

(Dick sighs)

What are you thinking?

(door closes)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(seagulls cawing)

(man shouting indistinctly)

Over here. Come on.

Here we go.

I got it!

(seagulls screeching)

(squawking)

(indistinct chatter)

(person whoops)

Hey, I just wanted to say good-bye.

Oh, thanks.

Hmm. To be honest with you,

I don't even know why I'm going.

What?

Remind me, why am I going to Palm Desert for the weekend?

Okay. Because Clare got a suite at the Royal Renaissance Hotel,

you live for deep-tissue massages,

hot pools, oh, and the famous tofu tostada.

Hmm. Okay. Now I remember.

Besides, I think it'll be good for you to get out of town.

Give you a whole new perspective on things.

Yeah, my old perspective has been kind of dreary.

February hasn't always been a good

month for me.

Let's see.

This time last year, I was in rehab.

The year before that, a cult. What's next?

Well, February's almost done.

KELLY: Clare says

the best part about traveling is you get to reinvent yourself.

Do you believe that?

Sure. A new town, no one knows you.

You can be whoever you want to be.

Mm.

Yeah, this trip is sounding better and better.

Good. (giggles)

You gonna be okay without us?

Oh. Yeah, as long as Cliff's still in town,

I have enough chaos to occupy me.

Well, I'm glad you told David you'd meet him.

He has been pretty persistent ever since Chloe left.

Uh, he swears nothing happened.

Well, then, believe him.

Yeah, I want to.

You have fun. Mmm.

Thanks. Bye. Bye. Bye, C.

Yeah, no.

I totally want you to win your games today.

You're gonna miss it. I'm great.

If I was there, I'd probably just jinx you. (clears throat)

Honey, you're not gonna jinx me.

Okay, I got to go, all right? No, I'm serious.

Yeah, I totally love you.

How much?

Mm... gobs.

And how much is gobs and gobs?

It's a lot, okay, Steve?

A lot? A little lot? A lot...? I got to go.

Honey, honey.

Be good.

I'll try.

I love you. Bye, bye.

Oh, what a cozy couple.

Ah, yes. Who'd have thought...

Who'd have thought that Steve Sanders would have

the longest relationship out of any of us? Not me.

Not me.

I've matured.

(muffled laugh)

(phone ringing)

Oh.

Hello, my little goblet.

Ah, gosh, I'm sorry.

Yeah, Valerie,

uh, Malone is here.

Who may I say is calling?

(quiet laugh)

Just a second.

Uh, GiGi Krane, LaLa Magazine?

Uh, yeah, this is Valerie.

You ever hear of this magazine? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's one of those periodicals for the tragically hip.

And they're talking to Valerie?

VALERIE: No, I was just heading out.

Um, do you know the Peach Pit?

Great. I'll see you there.

LaLa Magazine is interested

in including me

in an article on the 50 coolest people in L.A.

you've never heard of. Me.

Hmm. I've heard of you.

Guess Val's not afraid to be cool, huh?

You know what would be cool, Steve, would be

for us to win some of our games,

so hurry up and eat, 'cause we gots to go.

David.

Donna. Hey.

Uh, have a seat.

I'll grab you some coffee.

Look, I'm sorry we couldn't meet in a more neutral place.

Just, with Tom gone and all, I'm a little behind for tonight.

Oh, no, that's fine.

I haven't seen you work this hard

since you bought this place.

Yeah. I've actually, uh, kept up with my schoolwork, too.

I guess

the only thing not-not working here is you.

What happened to us?

I don't know.

It's, uh...

it's been a confusing few weeks.

I can't stop thinking about you.

Well, that didn't seem to be the problem

when you were involved with Chloe.

Donna, nothing happened between me and Chloe, all right?

No matter what

you think you may have seen

or may have heard, it was just business.

Come on, David.

Most people don't conduct business in their bra.

(sighs)

All right.

Fine.

Fine. She came onto me.

But I turned her down, all right?

I wanted to get back together with you.

It's not that easy.

Why not?

You-You don't

care about me anymore?

Of course, I do. But what?

You-You care more about Cliff?

No.

(sighs)

I just...

I feel really safe with him.

I-I can't explain it.

(sighs)

(sucks through teeth)

All right, I admit it.

I-I wasn't there when the whole hostage thing went down.

(sighs)

But I've been there for you so many other times.

I-I can't believe you have such a short memory.

I don't.

Then why did you come here, to rub Cliff in my face again?

No. I came here because I feel bad about what's happened, too.

Well, if you feel that way, why don't you do something

about it instead of leaving me hanging?

(sighs)

Just let me straighten things out with Cliff first.

When you say, "straighten things out,"

I-I hope you mean tell him it's over.

I hope you don't plan on juggling the two of us.

I'll talk to him today.

(door opening)

DAVID: Uh, uh, hey, I'll...

I'll be right with you guys, if you could just put that stuff up

on the stage. You got it.

Thanks.

We have a new, uh, deejay for tonight.

I hope you're still coming.

Yeah, of course I am.

Good.

Um, enjoy your coffee.

I'll be right back.

(sighs)

Hey, Nat, listen, I want you to meet somebody.

This is GiGi Krane.

Oh, hi. Ooh.

Continental handshake. It's very retro, very smart.

Uh, GiGi's

the contributing editor to LaLa Magazine.

LaLa?

We're the absolute authority

on what is fabulous and what is unfabulous.

Your basic

fabulosity-dense mag.

You understand?

No, but it may be a generational thing.

But nice to meet you anyway.

I recommend the pie.

(laughs) Nat's great.

He's a co-owner with David Silver and myself

of After Dark.

Amazing. You're a senior at California University,

and you have been running a nightclub

for nearly three years.

You are one hell of a hyphenate, Malone.

Well, I have a lot of energy.

Excellent.

I want to hang with you tonight.

What are you doing?

Well, the club's open. Should be a good crowd.

Great. Well, we'll start at The Nemo Bar.

I'll introduce you around.

You know, this, uh,

is our third year doing this feature.

It's considered a real career booster.

So, you think I'm cool enough to be included?

Careful.

Being cool means never having to ask.

Right. I'll remember that.

Correct.

(laughs)

(overlapping chatter)

MAN: Smooth Moves, Marauders. Take the court.

Okay, gentlemen,

you know the rules.

First team to score seven baskets wins.

Call it in the air, Marauders.

Heads.

Heads it is.

STEVE: Way to go. Let's go.

All right. Let's go, guys.

MAN: Have a good game. Let's go!

All right!

(overlapping chatter)

(cheering)

♪ ♪

What, are you stoned, Walsh?

Come on.

(cheering)

(clears throat)

Okay, how about them?

Don't look now,

but I think those two guys over there are staring at us.

Really? Mm-hmm.

Right over there.

No, Roger, it's going to be too awkward

trying to meet 'em.

What are you going to say?

"Hi, you're both gorgeous.

You want to take a mud bath together?"

Come on.

I've got

a better idea.

Stay with me.

Come on.

Uh, excuse me.

Uh, would you settle a bet?

By any chance are you both

with the Ukrainian folk dance troupe?

(in accent): Da, but of course.

You are?

Wow, and I thought that was just a good line.

Um, that's great.

Um, welcome to America.

Uh, I'm Roger Burnett.

Dean.

I'm Irina and this is my friend Katarina.

We must go now.

Dosvydania.

I can't believe you just did that.

Well, you told Donna you wanted to reinvent yourself,

so now you're Madame Katarina.

(singsongy): They're incredible.

Follow their luggage.

Donna.

Terrific.

I was afraid you couldn't find it.

Oh, no,

I know the marina.

Whose boat is this?

It's an old high school buddy of mine.

He lets me bunk aboard when he goes off skiing.

Oh, that's great.

My parents have their boat a few docks down.

Yeah, I, um, I ran into your mother and father

this morning at the ice machine.

(chuckling): Small world.

(chuckling): Yeah.

So how come you haven't come to see me this week?

Um, I guess I've just been trying to catch my breath,

getting a grip on reality.

Well, before you do, come sailing.

I promised my friend I'd get this baby in the wind.

Cliff, I got to tell you something.

I'm not sure I like the sound of this.

You're going back to David.

I have to.

Sounds like something you don't want to do.

I do. Okay.

Well, I can't tell you what to do,

but I'm not giving up without a fight.

Cliff... Donna, are you telling me

there wasn't something special in the way we met

and that there's no sparks between us now?

Please don't make this any harder.

I'm sorry.

That's one promise I can't make.

DR. MARTIN: Donna.

Hi.

Dad, hey.

Hi.

You working on the boat?

Oh, yeah, getting it shipshape.

(chuckles)

Did Cliff tell you about brunch tomorrow?

Brunch? No.

Dockside.

Your mother was kind enough to invite me.

I said I'd go as long as you'd be there.

Well, of course she'll be there.

Sunday has always been

family day.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm off to the marine supply store.

Have fun, see you later.

Bye, Dr. Martin.

(sighs)

Like I said, some forces

can't be denied.

(sighing): Oh, boy, I'm in trouble.

(door opens)

KELLY: Oh.

That shiatsu was amazing.

(both chuckle)

What's this?

Oh, a little letter for Irina and Katarina.

Oh, God.

Hmm... What's it say?

Roger and Dean would like

their two favorite folk dancers

to be their guests for the evening.

(clears throat) There's a room number to call.

I don't think so. No, no, no.

What? I thought you thought Roger was cute.

No, I do-- he is cute-- but I don't want to do this.

Come on, you're no fun.

Haven't you ever read romance novels?

Yes, I have, but what about Steve?

Do you think he'd want you flirting like this?

I'm not the one doing the flirting.

It's Irina. (scoffs)

Besides, I'm doing it for you.

Oh... okay.

Okay, we have to just be polite.

4077.

(in accent): U-Uh, hello, is this Roger

and Dean's room?

Good. Uh, thank you for the invitation.

Uh, no, I don't, I don't think we can.

No,

I don't think so.

Da.

Dosvydania.

Hopefully

they got the hint.

I don't think so.

I think you might have to brush up on your Russian accent.

I don't do a Russian accent.

Well, I'll teach you.

It's easy. Just repeat after me.

(in accent): Doctor.

(in accent): Doctor.

(laughs)

Zhivago.

(laughing): Zhivago.

Good.

Were we great or what? Marauders rule.

You guys were awesome.

Or everyone else just really stunk.

It's going to be a lot harder tomorrow, boys.

Why do you got to be such a buzz kill?

We made it to the semifinals.

No, he's right, it's gonna be a lot tougher tomorrow.

That was a great meal, Tracy.

Thanks. Thanks, man.

So, you guys got a dishwasher?

Yeah, just leave 'em in the sink, we'll get 'em later.

No way, I'm a team player.

Well, I'm not going to argue with that.

If anybody wants me, I'll be watching the tube,

making fun of the other anchorwomen.

All right, man, I'll rinse, you load.

All right, I'll make the coffee.

Listen, I'm sorry about toking up the other night.

I didn't mean to put you in a bad position.

You didn't put me in a bad position, man.

It's just that stuff makes me nervous.

Don't worry about me.

I'm going to grad school at Stanford in the fall.

I'm not going to screw that up.

Besides, I'm strictly a weekend warrior.

(chuckling): Herb only.

And caffeine-- get it going, Sanders.

Yes!

Two points,

from the coffeemaker!

I'm hot!

What do you say? Are you guys bonding or what?

Steve, we were just having a beautiful moment

and now you've ruined it.

Ooh...

(all chuckling)

(sighs)

Oh, aren't you glad we came?

L.A. feels a million miles away.

Oh, I know.

But, uh, the Ukraine's getting closer.

What are you talking about?

Here come Roger and Dean.

ROGER: Hi.

So this is how you spend your evenings.

(in accent): Da, we must take care of our bodies.

I respect that.

Do you mind if we sit down?

No, sit.

(clears throat)

So, do you speak any English, Katarina?

(in accent): Da.

A little.

Well, sometimes that's all you need.

So, we know

that you ladies are dancers, but we've neglected to tell you

anything about ourselves.

Ah, yes, what do you do?

Let me guess.

Cosmonauts?

(laughing): No.

No, we're into computer software.

We're a design team.

Maybe you've seen our astrology screen savers?

They're a hot item.

KELLY: No, no, I don't believe so.

Well, you had to have heard

of the film Mission: Impossible.

Da.

Da. Well, we developed

the Web site for it.

It holds the record for most visitors of any Web site ever.

CLARE: Oh.

(door opens)

Uh, that is truly amazing.

Irina,

I think we must go.

So soon? Uh...

yes, suddenly I feel

red as borscht.

Well, you look great to me.

Oh, hey, there's some of your troupe.

Uh...

(women giggling)

Yes,

that is the chorus.

Uh, we must go to our rooms.

We need our sleep.

Of course, but we would love

to show you around the desert tomorrow.

We know some beautiful nature trails.

What do you say?

Da?

Da.

We'll be by around 10:00? Good night.

Da.

♪ I could stare at you for a million years ♪

♪ I've found my happy ending ♪

♪ Forever worth defending ♪

♪ Your heart next to mine ♪

♪ There's no sense in time and I know I'm eternally yours ♪

♪ By the way... ♪

David, hey.

Hey.

Oh, man, you look incredible.

Thank you.

This music is great.

Yeah.

We should dance before I have to work.

You know what? I, I have to be honest with you.

I didn't end things with Cliff yet.

What, you didn't see him? I did,

but I'm seeing him again tomorrow.

My parents--

they invited him to brunch at the marina

without me even knowing it.

Wait a second, your mom met him?

Yeah, but it was totally by accident.

Look, don't be mad.

Mad? If your mom is into this, I'm dead.

David, they need you at the door.

All right.

I'm sorry.

What do you want me to do?

I don't know.

Ask your mom.

♪ The world's unkind ♪

♪ But in your arms nothing can frighten me... ♪

(laughter)

You're out of control.

Those lemonades are mine.

(impersonating Elvis): Thank you very much, I appreciate that.

(laughter)

Aah, Dick!

You just spilled that on me.

I'm sorry, baby, I love it when you're damp.

You know that, come here.

(both laughing)

ELLEN: Get off.

Okay, so he's had one too many lemonades.

So I see.

Don't worry, we're not playing till 3:00 tomorrow.

I'll have him home early.

Good idea.

Mm, I think

Dick's had a little more than lemonade.

He looks totally stoned.

At least Steve's not getting wasted.

Are you going to say something to him? Nope,

no way, I'm tired of being the narc.

Donna.

What are you doing here?

I'm just looking for someone to talk to.

Do I qualify?

You'd be great.

It's David, he's really upset with me.

What happened?

Cliff. Donna.

Thanks for everything, Nat.

No problem.

We must talk again.

(chuckles)

You really are making things harder.

Well, I did warn you.

So how about a coffee?

Okay.

♪ ♪

I've got something for you.

I'm not getting stoned tonight.

I know. I know, man, listen.

I ran into this guy, okay? I got something better.

I just ran into a dealer

that I know here and he laid something

on me that he said is so good

that it cannot be missed.

What is it?

China white.

That's heroin.

Yeah, man, the real thing.

Have you done that before?

No. But, hey,

there's a first time for everything, right?

No, no, no, I told Brandon I'd get you home

nice and early; we've got a game tomorrow.

Yeah, that's the idea. I'm going to go

into the bathroom and take a little hit.

I'm going to have Ellen drive me home where I can crash in peace.

Don't worry.

I'll save a little taste for you.

Don't bother. I'm afraid of needles.

I'm not injecting anything into my body.

You don't inject it into your...

You snort this, like coke.

This stuff is pure, man.

Look, just keep an eye out for Ellen, okay?

You can really snort this stuff?

Sure.

All right, save me a taste.

(chuckling)

You got it, man.

Fabulous or what?

Or what.

This crowd looks like they belong

at a fraternity mixer.

Well, this is a C.U. hangout,

but I'm not about to change that.

You shouldn't have to.

Trust me. Once the LaLa piece comes out,

the hip quotient will improve.

Now, my feet are feeling the beat.

Someone dance me.

Allow me, madam.

(both laughing)

Oh, uh, excuse me.

David, hey.

Hey.

Ah, what's going on?

Publicity for the club. Listen, will you hang with me?

I want you to meet GiGi. I can't. I can't.

I've got to find Donna.

Hey, come on, the party's over here.

♪ ♪

Steve, where's Dick?

He's in the john.

Still?

If he's smoking up again, I've had it.

I'm going home, you can tell him that. Ellen, Ellen.

He'll be right out.

Yo, Steve, we're taking off.

Just a second.

Dick?

Dick! Hey! Oh, God! (groans)

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey, hey!

Come on, oh, you've got to be kidding me!

Come on! Hey! Hey!

Dick! Dick, breathe!

Call for some help!

Hey, hey!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

(gasping)

I don't want to die.

You're not gonna die! You're not gonna die!

Come on!

Come on!

You're not gonna die!

Come on, look at me!

Dick! Dick! Look at me!

Dick, breathe!

Breathe! Breathe!

Call a doctor! Some guy just OD'd next door!

Stay here.

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter)

Um, I've got to go take care of something.

Excuse me.

Something is happening here.

Come on!

I'm still not getting a pulse.

Come on, come on, breathe.

Breathe, Dick. Please don't die.

Come on.

Come on, Dick, breathe.

Come on!

(distant siren blares)

(garbled radio transmission)

No, I want to go with him!

Let me go with him!

You guys, listen, you're not seriously thinking

about using these photos for the article on me, are you?

Hey, I'm a journalist.

I have to.

Excuse me, Miss Malone? Yeah, that's me.

We need to talk to you. Yeah.

Mr. Sanders here claims that the victim told him

he got the heroin from a dealer here at the club.

Do you know anything about that?

Sorry, Val. That's what Dick told me.

No, absolutely not.

You manage the club, you didn't know there was drug dealing

going on? Look, there was never any problem before.

And I don't want to answer any more questions

until I talk to my lawyer.

(siren whoops, Ellen cries)

I thought he was just smoking pot.

That's what he wanted you to think.

He had a problem, Brandon.

I know.

What a waste.

Do you think there's any hope?

At this point, it's just procedure.

But he was dead when I got there.

I can't believe that he was doing heroin.

Hey, you doing okay?

Yeah.

I just feel so bad for Ellen.

She's just a mess.

There's nothing you can do.

Yeah. Yeah, we all are.

Well, I'm sure Donna's folks won't be

too thrilled to know she's been hanging around a club

where kids do drugs in the bathroom.

Well, who asked you?

Cliff, that's,

that's not fair. I know.

But someone dying so young isn't fair, either.

Mr. Silver? We need you to come with us.

Why? You want me to spell it out for you?

You're under suspicion for distributing narcotics.

Let's go.

God.

Come on, Donna, I'll take you home.

Look, I just want you to know that I intend

on dropping the Katarina act as quickly as possible.

Okay, so, you go Anglo, and I'll see how long

I can get them to believe that

Irina's really a spy. (phone ringing)

Oh, that's probably Steve. (knocking at door)

I'll get it in the bedroom. All right, that's them.

Just be Katarina until I'm off the phone, okay?

Irina, darling...

(ringing continues)

Good morning.

Come in.

Hi, Kat.

You don't mind if I call you Kat?

No, no.

Kat is fine.

Where's Irina?

Is she ready for the hike?

Irina, I'll, uh, hurry her along.

Irina?

Dick Harrison OD'd

at the After Dark last night.

He OD'd?

On what?

Heroin. (sniffles)

Here, talk to Donna.

Donna, what happened?

Steve found him in the bathroom.

His heart had stopped.

I thought for sure you guys already knew.

I mean, I thought Steve would've called Clare already.

No.

No, um, he's dead?

This doesn't make any sense. That's for sure.

What's going on?

I think the joke's on us, Dean.

They've been putting us on.

Don, hang on.

Um, guys...

A friend of ours died last night. Right.

Like we'd believe anything you phonies would have to say.

Dosvydania.

Kelly, are you all right?

No.

We're coming right home.

How's Steve taking it?

Bad.

(phone ringing)

(ringing continues)

Steve?

What?

Why don't you answer the phone?

'Cause it's probably Clare,

and I don't want to talk to her.

Can I get you anything?

No.

No, man, just leave me alone, all right?

I need some space.

What are you doing?

What, you got something better?

'Cause I could sure use it, man.

I... I got this pain, I just...

It's killing me.

Dick's dead.

Dick's dead. Dick's dead.

Dick's dead. Listen to that, "Dick's dead."

I got Val and David in trouble.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep. I got these nightmares.

These monsters dance across my eyelids when I close them.

I can't... I can't sleep.

I can't stop thinking about it.

I can't stop thinking about all the chances

I had to change things.

Steve, smoking pot isn't going to help you change anything.

What do I do?

I don't know, what do I do?

You're going get through this, Steve.

And you're gonna be okay.

(pipe clatters)

Ah, Donna.

Gee, this was supposed to be a brunch.

You're just a little late.

I'm sorry. Hi. Hi.

Since you weren't here, they, uh, put me to work.

Where were you?

I've been on the phone all morning.

Then, I stopped at Alpha to see Ellen.

We heard about the accident at the club.

Yeah, it was a real tragedy.

I understand they took David and Valerie in for questioning.

Yes.

I certainly hope they didn't have anything to do with it.

With what?

Dealing drugs?

Right-- what about Nat?

You think he was in on that, too?

FELICE: I'm sorry.

It's a shock to have something like this

happen so close to home.

DR. MARTIN: Felice,

why don't you go downstairs

and help me with the drinks.

All right.

Excuse us.

I wasn't telling tales

out of school.

They heard about it before I got here.

Everybody already knows.

So, how are you?

Were you able to sleep?

No.

Because, when I got in, uh... I had a message.

See, I applied for this job a few months ago,

and...

well, now they really want me.

That's great.

What kind of job?

Head of safety at a very famous theme park.

Wow.

Well, you deserve it.

Where is it?

Is it in Anaheim?

No.

In Orlando.

Florida.

So, when do you go?

I told them that I needed a week to think about it.

Because, if I knew I had a chance

with you, I'd turn it down.

Cliff.

That's how much you mean to me.

Ooh... here you go, sweetie.

He is so handsome.

Mom. Well, I can't help it.

He is.

So mature.

You do like him, don't you?

Of course, I like him.

Then, do not let him get away.

I thought they'd never let us go.

Well, they're just doing their job,

but I don't think there's

anything further to worry about.

So, they won't press any charges?

You answered all their questions,

and there's no evidence that you're in any way negligent.

But what I do recommend

is that you tighten up security down at the club.

More searches, more security cameras

and a zero-tolerance policy.

My pleasure. Good.

Well, I have some more business

with the clerk.

Let's keep in touch. Yeah, we will.

Thanks. Thank you.

You're welcome.

What a night.

Yeah, well, let's go catch a cab.

You know, would you mind, uh,

catching one yourself?

I really need to find Donna.

Yeah.

Good luck. Thanks.

So, needless to say, we only have two players.

With only two players, the Marauders forfeit,

so that means the Colts advance to the final round.

Sorry.

We were looking forward to playing you guys.

We heard you were good. Yeah, we were good.

We got class to show up. Thanks.

Hey, good luck, guys. Good luck. Yeah, you, too.

I'm really glad you made me come, Brandon.

To tell you the truth,

I didn't want to do this by myself.

Think we could have taken them?

Ah, who knows?

Who cares?

We could have taken them.

Yeah.

No, now, I never would have pegged you

for a New Yorker, Cliff.

DR. MARTIN: Translation...

Felice finds New Yorkers to be less polite than you.

Well, to be a public servant, politeness isn't

about manners; it's about survival.

I like that.

(footsteps)

Is there a Donna here?

Yes, I'm Donna.

I have a message for you.

Thanks.

What is it?

Where is he?

What does he want?

Me.

I have to go.

Donna.

I need to be with David.

Well, invite him here.

He can join us for coffee.

Dad, I'm sorry, I can't put him through this.

Well, you can't just leave us,

so sit down.

Let her be.

This is Donna's decision.

FELICE: Cliff,

if I were you, I would do something about this.

Felice,

let's take a walk.

Donna... Cliff...

I can't go on like this.

It's just not fair to either of you.

You asked me to make a choice.

And I am.

Please.

I want you to take that job...

because I love David.

I'm sorry.

I hope you understand.

I do.

You know, sometimes the only way to stop a fire

is to let it burn out.

So, if it does between the two of you,

don't be surprised if I come around again.

Good-bye, Donna.

Bye, Cliff.

Good luck to you in Florida.

Thanks.

♪ ♪

What is going on?

BRANDON: They must all be here for Dick.

Look at it.

It's like a vigil.

Glad they remember him, man.

Who left this here?

Who left a pot pipe here?

Whose bong is this?

No one's, huh?

Fine.

(shattering)

STEVE: Listen up.

Don't leave any drug paraphernalia here.

Let's not make this cool.

This is not cool.

This is stupid.

I know what I'm talking about.

I'm alive today because Dick died first.

I was next in line to catch that same buzz.

I told him to save me some.

And then, I found him in the bathroom.

You want to know what his last words were?

"I don't want to die."

That's what he said.

He knew he blew it.

He knew it.

So, if you want to come here, hang out

and memorialize Richard Harrison,

then you remember he was a scholar,

that he was a leader, he was an athlete...

that he was a 22-year-old

who had a brilliant future in front of him

that got wiped away because he was doing drugs!

You remember that.

And remember his last words.

"I don't want to die."

I don't know what else to say.

You don't have to say anything.

That was good, man.

Yeah.

(Steve sighs)

Here's your jersey, buddy.