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WOMAN (on radio): On the West Side, it's a stalled...

(channel changes, jazz music plays)

MAN (on radio): ...day on Wall Street, blue-chip stock...

♪ ♪

Dude, you're killing me with the scanning, please.

Well, somebody's wound a little tight today.

(music clicks off)

I'm just nervous, okay?

I've got a lot riding on this band.

Speaking of which, here it is.

"The After Dark proudly presents Cain Was Able.

Free concert tickets to the first 50

Beverly Beat readers at the door.

Well, looks pretty good.

I guess you owe me big-time.

It's not like you have nothing to gain from this.

Come on, newspapers give stuff to their readers

all the time to make them happy.

I'll take that as a thank you.

Sorry. I appreciate it. Good.

Because our paper paid a pretty penny for those tickets,

not to mention this free advertising space.

Let's just hope somebody responds to it now.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Sure, I'll, I'll hold for Mr. Bauer.

Who's that?

Ari Bauer, he heads up A&R

at Monolith Records in New York.

Ah... Mr. Bauer.

Hey, thank you so much for getting back to me.

Uh, did you get a chance to listen to the tape?

Really?

That, that's great.

No, breakfast tomorrow sounds perfect.

Okay, thank you. I'll see you then.

He liked it?

He loved it.

Yes! Way to go, buddy.

All right.

Yeah, Detective, I appreciate you keeping me in the loop

on this, but the less you know,

the more sure I am you let the shooter go.

Yeah, you got the number.

Morning. Good morning.

So, can I drive you to work?

No. I'm placing two kids in day care today,

and both their families are in South Central,

so it would be totally out of your way.

I don't like the idea of you going down there.

Brandon, it's okay.

I know what you're trying to do and I love you for it,

but you're not my bodyguard.

And you can't change what happened, either.

No matter how many times you call Detective Woods.

Excuse me for wanting

to catch the guy who almost killed you.

I want to catch him, too, but the thing is,

I have to move on with my life.

And so do you. I have gotten on with my life.

I'm working at the newspaper.

Well, there you go.

Why don't you do your job,

let Detective Woods do his,

and I'll do mine, okay?

STEVE: You're on a roll.

I guess so.

Hey, if anybody asks, I'm with the band.

You own this place?

Yeah, we'll be passing out tickets in a few minutes.

I'm not here for a ticket, kid.

I have a delivery for you.

Three cases of salted mixed nuts, C.O.D.

Why don't you bring those inside?

We'll handle this in the office.

C.O.D. I heard you.

Steve, do me a favor.

Try and get these people in some kind of line, all right?

I'll be right out. Yeah.

I'm telling you,

I've got a charge account with you guys.

Had an account, you mean.

"Past due. Past due.

Past due."

What a shock: "Past due."

I can't believe what's going on out there.

The crowd is incredible. Oh, sorry, am I interrupting?

No. You got the cash or not?

You, uh, take a check?

One time.

Kind of guy I am.

I don't believe this.

I must have left my checkbook at home.

Look, man, I got to go.

Now am I taking my nuts with me

or not? Here, you can just use one of mine.

I'll pay you back,

tonight.

As soon as I can, I promise.

Whenever. I trust you.

Bye.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's like the sky has opened ♪

♪ Like the days and nights that lie ahead ♪

♪ Is like an endless dream ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I often find myself beside myself ♪

♪ I wonder what it means ♪

♪ I sometimes like... ♪

♪ Sometimes silence is a friend to me with nothing ♪

♪ Much to say, I live on my assumptions ♪

♪ And then I try to connect all my thoughts ♪

♪ And pull it all away... ♪

Hey, how long is too long to wait

for someone to show up for breakfast?

Well, we're serving up

tuna melts now instead of pancakes,

if that's any indication.

This was my last client.

I'm sorry.

And you got all dressed up and everything.

This wasn't even exactly what I wanted to do,

but Val and I, you know,

we seemed to be building something. Yeah.

And you guys seemed to work well together.

Yeah. Who would've thought?

Okay,

I shouldn't be saying this, but in the past,

Val hasn't been the most

trustworthy member of our group.

In other words she lies,

cheats

and sleeps with other people's boyfriends.

Ah, I see Steve already filled you in.

Still, you know,

I gave her the benefit of the doubt,

and it was working.

I don't know how I'm going to break it to her

that we're out of business.

Listen, I'm sure you did everything you could do.

You shouldn't take it personally.

Carly, I was a personal shopper.

You know what I'm saying?

(nearby rapid chatter)

Well, at least David's got something going on.

Well, can I get you

anything else? No.

Thanks for coming over.

I was just about to start talking to myself.

See, in this business sometimes you

feel like you're just talking to yourself.

Right. But I can tell that you're a listener,

and listeners get ahead; that's what I do

at Monolith Records, listen.

Well, I'm, uh, I'm listening.

No, no, no, I listen.

I shut the door, I shut my eyes,

I listen to about 50 tapes a day.

When I got to your tape of Cain Was Able,

that's when I knew it was time to start talking.

Well, Mr. Bauer, now I'm really listening.

Okay, enough with the Mr. Bauer thing.

Mr. Bauer's my father.

It's Ari. Okay? Here you go.

It's $25,000 in advance and a $250,000

recoupable recording fund

for signing with Monolith.

You sign here and here

and initial here.

Wait, wait, whoa... hold on a second, Ari.

Now it's my turn to talk.

I'm really interested in Monolith,

but I got to be honest with you. No "buts," okay?

I'll throw in another ten grand signing bonus

not to hear another one.

Ari, listen.

Okay. I taught you that.

You're good. All ears.

Okay, um,

you see, the band is performing at my club this Friday night

and I have a few other record labels coming to check them out.

But I'll, uh,

I'll make a decision after that.

What are you doing? Oh, don't sweat it.

There's nothing on this contract,

just words in black ink. I just wanted to see

if I was dealing with a player and now I know I am.

Look, I'm looking for a career for your guys,

not just a one-off. I'll have the real contract

drafted and ready when I come back on Friday night, okay?

All right, David, I'll see you later.

Everything okay?

Better than that.

I just turned down 35 grand.

And that's a good thing?

It's a great thing.

I can triple that amount when everyone else

hears the band play on Friday.

Yeah, but what if...

No "buts."

Please, I hate that word.

Since when?

Trust me.

No one can stop me now.

Sorry, it's...

Just not you, right?

You know, this is the third

ensemble I've shown you.

Nothing pleases you.

Wrong. Nothing could please me more.

Huh? Chalk stripes,

pin stripes, you think I care?

I'm more interested in what you're wearing each time

you come back.

You know, I'm supposed to be here on business.

There's nothing wrong with mixing

a little business with pleasure.

We seem to do it rather well.

Yeah, too well.

You know this is a dangerous combination.

So is mixing stripes with plaids,

but you taught me to do that, too.

Well, there's always an exception to every rule. Good.

Because I'm considering investing in a restaurant,

and I'm hiring you to host a dinner

this Friday night for some potential investors.

And to be my date.

You know, if you want Pretty Woman,

I suggest you rent the video.

I'm not looking for someone who knows how to giggle on cue.

What are you looking for?

Someone to be by my side as an equal.

Someone who can hold her own in a conversation.

Someone who's becoming part of my life.

Okay, if you say "someone" one more time,

we're gonna have to put it to music.

Besides, I've got plans Friday.

Break them.

I don't think I can do that.

Of course you can.

The question is: Do you want to?

Too bad.

I guess that couture gown on hold at Barney's

is just going to have to go back on the rack.

Did you say "couture"?

Uh-huh.

(doorbell chimes)

What are you doing here?

Mailman. Special delivery.

Thanks.

Hey!

I got a dog inside.

You know the drill, hates the mailman.

Really? Mm-hmm.

I don't hear anything.

Her bite's worse than her bark.

The kind you don't want to mess with, I guess.

Hmm, well, this is for Zach.

You shouldn't have.

I know, but I wanted to.

I mean, you really shouldn't have.

You already got him a baseball glove

and a model airplane.

Toys won't replace a trip to Magic Mountain.

Stop playing Santa.

Carly, I like Zach.

I want him

to have these things. No.

Look,

your problem is, is you don't know when enough's enough.

Come on.

Kids get all excited

when they get something new.

They play with it every minute of the day

until they burn out, and then the toy

just collects dust out in the garage.

So what's your point?

My point is that little boys and grown men

have something in common.

Don't use him to get to me.

I don't want Zach getting attached to you

just when you decide to go off and find a new toy to play with.

I thought we were past this?

We were.

We're not anymore.

Homework on the first day of school?

Cruel. What's cruel

is all this paperwork to put one kid in day care.

But you're doing good, right? Yeah.

It felt really good to be back among the living.

I'm glad.

Look, um...

I'm sorry about this morning.

Me, too.

You know, the doctor said it was okay to...

Really? Mm-hmm.

It's been a long time.

I know. Mm-hmm.

You need a refresher course?

You offering? Mm-hmm.

Hey.

What's the matter with you?

I don't know. I just, I...

I can't stop thinking about the shooting.

"The shooting"?

That sounds like something

you'd see on the 6:00 news, Brandon.

I got shot, okay? When are we gonna get past this?

You know what? You got a lot of work to do.

I'm gonna go downstairs and watch TV.

I miss you.

Me, too.

(line ringing)

(on machine): Hey, it's Noah.

I'm out and you're on.

(machine beeps) Hey, it's Val.

Listen, I just found out that I'm working Friday night.

So bowling's out, but I was thinking maybe a movie, tonight.

I'll give you a call later?

Okay, bye.

Uh, that doesn't go there.

That goes in mixed papers.

What?

I'm environment friendly. Give me a break. Okay.

You need a girlfriend.

Are you offering?

Actually, yeah.

Invites to a five-star restaurant.

There's a chef that's trying out

a new menu for my client.

You could bring Carly.

Sounds like too big a deal.

Like I'm trying too hard to make up

for not taking Zach to Magic Mountain.

No, you bring her.

I mean she's like a Young Mother Hubbard,

who's taking care of that kid all day.

Cooking, cleaning-- she needs a break.

Maybe you're right.

You're a genius, Valerie.

So you want the invites?

Maybe. Hey, do you know where the vacuum is?

"Vacuum"?

I don't know what it is.

Hi.

Morning.

Sleep all right? Yeah.

Between infomercials.

I bought you a food dehydrator.

Oh, thanks,

I always wanted one of those.

Sorry, I didn't come up last night.

How about a date tonight?

Dinner and a movie?

All right.

(phone ringing)

(line ringing)

(phone ringing)

Yep.

Hi, Detective. Tell him

you can't talk. I will.

Now.

I can't.

Yeah, I'm still here.

Hey.

(TV playing indistinctly)

Hi.

Can you lower the TV down, huh?

I'll just turn it off.

I'm taping it anyway.

Go ahead, pull yourself up a bowl.

No, that's okay. I think I'll just

shake the box and see if I can find the secret decoder ring.

Too late for that. I already hocked it.

Oh, things that bad, huh?

Oh, far worse.

We have no more clients left.

No more Mrs. Van Dyke. No more Jane Schulze.

No more Mrs. Burns.

You can stop me anytime now.

So do you know what really happened? No.

I guess I'm just too scared to find out.

I feel responsible.

You know, I'm sorry I got you into this.

No, it's not your fault.

I mean, we still have Cooper Hargrove.

Yeah, thank God for small favors.

You want to grab a bowl

with that cereal? No, I'm okay.

Oh, you know what? I just remembered.

I could totally use you for a gig

tomorrow night. I have to be at the After Dark.

Well, we can be finished before the band goes on.

Really? Mm-hmm.

You think of everything.

Well, if I didn't, who would, huh?

I don't know.

♪ ♪

Hey, Dave.

Hey, try this intro tomorrow night.

Ladies and gentlemen, please join me

by putting your legs together

for the greatest band to hit the After Dark

since The Archies,

Cain Was Able!

(mimics crowd roaring)

Thank you very much, thank you. How about--

the greatest band

with an offer from Monolith Records.

Monolith?

You're serious?

$35,000 advance for signing.

Sweet!

So when do we get the cash?

I turned it down.

You're kidding?

What the hell did you do that for?

Because I was on the phone

all day yesterday with other A&R guys,

and what we've got going on here is a bidding war.

I got to hand it to you, Dave.

Man, you people know how to squeeze a wallet.

You mean us managers.

Yeah.

(sneezes): Ha-jew.

Excuse me.

(laughing)

So, uh, who's this chump at Monolith?

He's, uh, he's a pretty good guy.

Actually, he's taught me a lot.

His name's Ari Bauer.

What kind of a name is "Ari," huh?

(laughter)

It's a first name.

Either I've been touched by an angel

or touched in the head.

What did you do here, Mom?

The place looks amazing.

Can you believe it?

Just after Zachary came home from school,

this young man comes knocking at the door

with a mop in his hand.

A "young man"?

Well, Zachary seemed to know him,

so I figured it was okay.

And so I said to the young man,

"Carly is so lucky to have a friend like you."

Hi, honey.

Hi, Mom.

I was just finishing up my homework.

Good.

Oh, and then I made him some of that lemonade,

the old-fashioned lemonade that you like,

but not as tart as you like it,

but it still had some zing.

And I tried to make him a sandwich later on,

but he said he wasn't hungry.

I said "How could a boy like you not be hungry?

"Especially after all the work you just did.

I got tired just watching you."

Oh, and then the sweetest thing happened.

Zachary comes from the kitchen

with a cheese sandwich in his hand,

which he'd been eating, and he gives half to him.

And they sit and talk and laugh.

And, oh, he just took to him like...

STEVE: Dear Carly, I started

with the front lawn,

went to the kitchen

and then I figured, "Why not do it all?"

It's like you said:

I never know when enough's enough.

I realized when I ordered this pizza

that I don't know what toppings you like.

I'd like to know stuff like that.

I want to know what your favorite things are.

Please, let me. Steve.

KELLY: That was so sad.

I'm on my last tissue.

I would've let you use my shirt.

My hero.

You know, I think I saw a tear forming in your eye.

That was allergies.

(Kelly laughs)

Brandon, Kelly, hey.

Hey! Hey, guys.

(gunshot, tires screeching)

Get your hands off her, man.

Brandon, it was an accident. What the hell's your problem?

Right now, you're my problem. Brandon, stop it.

Forget about it, whatever it was; forget about it.

Brandon! Hey!

What is the matter with you?

Hey. Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, she's fine.

Val didn't tell me you were going to be spending the night.

Well, we'll check with you next time.

(doorbell rings)

I'll get that.

Hey. Hey.

How's it going? Um, is Val here?

Uh, she's not here.

She's not? Where is she?

Let's see, she has breakfast

with Mrs. Van Something and then,

uh, lunch with Jane Schulze and Mrs....

Burns? This afternoon.

The amount of clients you guys have,

you must be raking it in, huh?

Nope, just being raked over.

Well, raise your rates if you're getting low balled.

If you're working half as hard as Valerie, you deserve it.

Right.

Actually, I was, uh, supposed to help Val out tonight.

But, uh, I don't think I'm gonna be able to work with her now.

Okay, anything I can do to help?

Yeah.

Actually, could you fill in for me tonight?

Uh, you'd be doing Val a huge favor.

(indistinct chatter)

Oh, two guys at the same time?

You're good.

No, actually I'm bad.

I mean the problem is, is that one's

really rich and handsome and the other one's

poor and handsome, and I just can't decide.

Allow me.

Yeah, I know, you'd probably say

the rich one; I mean, I would too,

but there's just really something

about this poor guy. Trust me,

that part of you's going to get bored long before

the rest of you gets used to riding around in a limo.

So it's kind of like a new hair style, huh?

You have to find one that suits you.

Well, I'll tell you, poor does not look good on me.

Val?

I didn't know you come here.

It's so expensive.

Friend of yours?

Got a second?

Not really, I'm on a deadline.

I was hoping to have a chance

to talk to you while Kelly wasn't around.

Like I said, I've got work to do.

Look, I'm sorry

about last night, okay? I lost my head.

It's not a problem.

At least not for me.

I was just kind of hoping you and Kelly had

a chance to talk things out.

There's not much to say.

I'm telling you as a friend, I think there is.

You want to be a friend?

Then stop trying to be such a hero.

You saved David, you saved Kelly...

lose the cape.

Stay out of my business.

You're losing it man.

You want Kelly to be afraid of everyone?

Start with yourself.

It's you she's afraid of now, man.

You.

(phone rings)

Yeah. We got him.

You sure?

You doing a lineup? Positive.

You want me to come down there?

No, later. Right now he's at County Hospital.

I want to see him.

Hmm-mm, no way.

Detective, do you have a girlfriend?

Yeah. Yeah, a wife, why?

Wouldn't you want to spend

five minutes with the guy who shot her?

(quiet conversation)

Hey. Hey. Uh, I just wanted to see

if you needed any help setting up for tonight.

No, I thought you were working with Val today?

Well, as it turns out, I was being worked by Val.

Hi.

I'm Donna. Pleasure.

I was just going over the set list

with David, offering some advice.

Well, I'm sure David's very grateful. Check out

the first song on the second set,

"Prophesy."

That's gonna blow the doors off this place.

Wait, wait a second.

I thought we were starting off the set

with "Night Eyes." I mean, where'd this come from? Oh, um,

the guys tracked me down earlier

and asked me what I thought about it.

I hope I'm not stepping on any toes here.

Wait, uh, have you read the lyrics?

Pretty raw stuff, huh?

They're racists.

It starts out talking about coming together

by the end of the millennium as one people.

And it ends with "we are one and supreme,

"one on kikes, one on niggers

and one on queers."

This is completely disgusting.

You know, I never

saw this song. I mean,

Devin talked about it in the studio,

but he never showed it to me.

You're not gonna let them sing it, right?

I don't know.

Okay, I mean,

they're only words, Donna. I mean, you slap

a parental advisory sticker on a CD,

and guess what-- we sell twice as many.

It's the business.

Beside, you don't censor artists.

Look, this is hate. That's all it is.

Excuse me.

(bluesy melody playing)

Nice to meet you.

You, too.

Is everything okay?

Mm-hmm.

Have I told you

how fabulous you look tonight?

Well, uh, you know what they say,

"Clothes makes a woman."

Especially expensive ones. Mm.

Um, I'm gonna go check on the kitchen, okay?

Okay. Hurry back.

Hi. Hi!

Wow! Wow, you look beautiful.

So do you.

I love your hair.

Steve, I forgot to tell you

that Val and I were at the same salon today at the same...

Did I mention that I have

a bottle of champagne in the back just for you guys?

On the house?

I'll be right back.

We'll be waiting.

Okay.

What are you doing here?

One of the waitresses got sick,

so the other one told me to circulate the crabcakes.

No, no, no, what are you doing here,

as in here? Where's Donna?

Something came up, so I filled in for her.

Not exactly the date I had in mind,

but I couldn't wait to surprise you.

Yeah, I'm surprised, too.

Listen, you really need to stay in the kitchen, okay?

No, no, not until you point out the illustrious Mr. Hargrove.

Okay, come here.

Uh, he's right over there. The old guy.

Think his dentures could handle some crabcakes?

Oh, no, back, back, back! No, uh-uh, uh-uh.

What about the sick waitress?

Uh, you know what? Give me the crabcakes.

You're not in uniform,

and my client is a stickler on detail. Stay.

(sighs)

Okay.

Oh, yoo-hoo, Val.

Where's the bubbly?

Uh, I didn't like the year,

so I sent it back.

It'll just be a moment,

okay? Ooh!

Crabcake?

Oh, thank you, Val. Cooper didn't tell me

his date was waitressing as well. How cozy.

He's some catch.

Did I hear date? Is Noah here?

Noah? Here? No, no, the music's loud. She said "mate."

May I have this dance?

Of course, Mr. Hargrove.

Excuse me.

Hi.

I must go.

Whoo! (chuckles)

Hey! (chuckles)

Oh! (chuckles)

Okay, I need a bottle of champagne and some caviar, stat!

Very ER meets Love Boat, might I say?

Might you shut up?

Excuse me, "Miss Malone" is it?

Yes. Everything okay, Mr. Perl?

Everything's wonderful. Especially you.

Where did Mr. Hargrove find you?

Well, actually, I found him.

Couldn't you drop him?

What? Hey! Caviar, sir?

Oh! Oh! Oh-oh-oh, I'm-I'm so, so sorry.

Go into the kitchen and get some club soda, please.

Sure. Look, that was my fault, Mr. Hargrove.

Who are you?

I'm Noah.

No-no-no nobody.

He's just a waiter who had

a little accident, that's all. Go get the club soda, please!

Thank you.

Sorry. Um, excuse me.

You going somewhere?

Kinda rough on the help out there.

Listen, I'm sorry, okay? Let me make it up to you.

Why don't you go to the club,

and I'll meet you there in half an hour?

And take this outfit. I love a man in a uniform.

Service with a smile.

Mm.

(siren wailing)

WOMAN (over P.A.): Dr. Herschel Plommit, Emergency Room Two, stat.

He in there?

He was.

What's this?

What is this, some kind of joke? I'm not laughing.

No, it's no joke.

That's the guy.

I know what I saw.

What you saw, Brandon, was the driver.

The guy you I.D.'d, he was there.

But that's

the hump who pulled the trigger.

Croaked about 20 minutes ago.

Otherwise, I'm sure you two would've

had a very lovely conversation, huh?

Are you sure? Oh, yeah.

Picked him up earlier today,

shot in the chest by a rival gang member.

Ballistics, they ran an analysis on the bullet casings

he fired in the shootout.

They match the ones fired at your girl.

Prints on the gun, they match up, too.

Yeah, your guy, he was the driver in both instances.

But this time, he squealed. (chuckles)

Squealed on his pal.

He figured homey was a goner anyway, right?

So he copped a plea.

Whoa, whoa! Wait. What you doing?

I just want him to know I was here.

(whispers): You got what you deserve.

Did you talk to Devin?

Yeah, he's, uh, he's not budging.

How about you?

Donna, they have the right.

I may not agree with what they have to say,

but they have the right to say it.

And you're gonna profit from it?

You're Jewish, David.

You're gonna let them spew this hate

on your own religion and make money from it?

Donna, they hate everybody.

They're kind of equal opportunity bigots, you know?

That's not funny.

(sighs)

I've never been an observant Jew.

I'd feel like a hypocrite if I took this personally.

David, your grandfather lived through the Holocaust.

Isn't that personal enough?

Well, how can I change what happened to him back then?

By starting now.

Hey, you missed a hell of a time.

Yeah, thanks a lot for not showing.

You know the least you could've done...

Save it, Valerie.

I think I deserve an apology.

Oh, yeah, you deserve something.

You stole all my clients then you lied about having none.

Why don't I find us a table.

You know, it's too bad he left.

He should see you for what you really are.

A lying, cheating bitch!

Oh, at last, the eternally innocent Donna Martin

is taking off her gloves.

Well, be careful, sweetheart, don't break a nail.

You know, I gave you my trust,

I gave you my friendship and you betrayed me.

How do you live with yourself?

How do you live with yourself every night alone in bed, huh?

Maybe it's just because you're mad at David

you're taking it out on me.

I think you got a lot more than

what you bargained for when you gave it up.

And speaking from experience,

I know how rough David can be in bed.

You go to hell!

(crowd chanting)

Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able!

Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able!

Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able!

Hey, hey, I know,

you're trying to stir them up out here,

but they've had all they're gonna take.

Come on.

I don't know what to do.

Don't even consider it.

David, you're not in college anymore.

There's no lesson plan to follow here.

You screw this up and it's a long time

before you see something like it again.

Well, I was kinda hoping you'd show me the ropes.

Yeah, well, I did.

Don't hang yourself with them.

You know, maybe I have an obligation to stop this band.

Hey, David, when are we going on?

You're not.

All right, fine, we won't play the damn song, okay?

It doesn't matter.

Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able!

Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able! Cain Was Able!

Excuse me, excuse me, everybody!

DAVID: May I have your attention, please?

Unfortunately, there's been a problem

and Cain Was Able will not be performing tonight.

(crowd groaning)

Wait a sec...

(crowd booing)

Hey, there is no problem.

This guy right here is the one with the problem.

Any of you people have a problem?

ALL: No!

(crowd cheering)

Hey, are you gonna stand for this crap?

ALL: No!

This loser over here is trying to censor us.

Are you gonna let him do that?

No!

(chanting): Play, play, play, play!

Play, play, play, play, play, play, play, play!

(music begins)

♪ ♪

(music stops, feedback rings)

(crowd booing)

I told you before.

I don't want you playing that song.

Hey!

Watch out! Ow!

(grunting)

Get off him!

David!

Dude, nobody messes with me and my band!

Ever!

Like I said,

there's no performance tonight, all right?

If you guys sign up with me at the door,

you'll get free tickets for the next show.

(crowd booing)

I'll get it.

I had a great night.

Really?

Uh, great as in "I'll see you tomorrow," great?

Or great like,

"Come in for a nightcap," great?

Oh, I don't think it's such a good idea, Zach's sleeping.

Well, if he's sleeping, what's the difference?

I mean, I could always vacuum, right?

You never know when...

Enough's enough.

Yeah.

Um...

Olives and green peppers.

What?

And never anchovies.

Me neither.

Good night, Carly.

Good night.

(tapping on window)

(mimicking gunshots)

Detective Woods call?

Yeah.

When I saw him lying there,

dead, I told him he got what he deserved.

You didn't mean it, Brandon.

Yeah, I did.

I did because...

(sighs)

...he was just a body.

Just a body lying on a gurney

with a toe tag.

Kel, I'm sorry.

I know.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I'm so proud of you.

When, uh...

When my grandfather was a little boy,

an SS officer ripped his favorite book

out of his hand and burned it right in front of him.

Yeah, I remember you telling me.

But that was a children's book.

These were hate lyrics.

Yeah... but they're words.

Just the same. I mean,

you can't censor someone's beliefs and ideas

no matter what you think of them, you know?

You gotta think of better ones.

So, what stopped you?

Uh, I got mad at myself

for ignoring what they were saying.

You know, it's almost the same thing that, uh,

my grandfather's parents did before the Holocaust.

They kept saying,

"Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine.

This will all blow over."

But it didn't.

It just blew up.

You know, my grandfather was lucky.

He lived.

The rest of his family didn't.

They were all killed?

Yeah.

They're my family, too.

I owe them something, you know?

Something worth a lot more than any amount of money

I would have made by shutting up.

The band has the right to say what they want.

But not in my place.

Let's go.

Remember a couple of days ago

when I said nothing would ever stop me?

Nothing is.

Nothing.