All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S08E08 - Toil and Trouble (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

All yours.

Brandon?
Yep.

Did you know that you come
out of the shower

at exactly 8:40
every morning?

Sounds about right.

Why?

I don't know, it's just
so regimented.

We're like the Army.

Hey, after what we went
through this summer,

I'm looking forward
to a little good

old-fashioned routine.

I like the fact that
you know who I am

when I get out
of the shower.

So do I, but...

But what?

Kel, it's a little routine
we have in the morning,

so we don't get in
each other's way.

I shower, then
you shower.

No, it's more
than the shower.

It's everything.

Kel, sometimes a shower
is just a shower.

But what if it's not?
What if

it's typical of our
whole relationship?

What if we get along so well

because we have the same dull,
routine outlook on life?

I think there's an insult
in there somewhere.

All right.

"Dull" wasn't the right word.

More like... safe.

Risk free.

So maybe if we went skydiving

or had a fire walk
in the backyard?

Yes.

Maybe.

I don't know, I--

We're just 22 years old.

I think we should act like it.

Making stupid,
irresponsible choices?

(sighs)

I would prefer that than
incredibly vanilla choices.

I happen to like vanilla.

My point exactly.

What's up with you?

You've been moving
and banging around

since we got
in the car.

Sorry. I guess
I'm just nervous.

I have a meeting later this
afternoon with Mrs. Garibaldi.

I really need this
to go well.

Donna, it'll go great.

Who's Mrs. Garibaldi?

A new client.

Hopefully, Morton
Garibaldi's widow.

Who's he?

Only the biggest evening gown
designer in the country.

I mean not that you should
know that, but...

Yeah, his gowns never seem
to fit me right.

Too short-waisted.

Look, this could be an amazing
opportunity for me.

I would do anything to work in
a design house like Garibaldi.

I would answer phones,
get coffee, sweep floors.

(laughs)

Well, stick to the
phones and coffee.

Sweeping has never been
one of your strengths.

Oh, right, like you even know
where the broom is.

Why are we
stopping here?

Something happen
to the phone lines

during the fight
at the club?

No, there's just a problem
with the phone bill.

I want to handle
it in person.

Oh, I'll come
with you.

Those lines in there
can get pretty huge.

No, Donna, don't bother.

There's no reason for both
of us to be bored.

It'll make the time
go faster.

I don't want to leave
the car out here.

It's not a great
neighborhood.

It's Beverly Hills.

Well, don't you want
to call up the repair shop

and make sure
your car's ready?

Well, they said they'd
fix it first thing.

It was just the battery.

Yeah, I just don't
want to get there

and have to wait
for an hour, you know?

Fine.

But if you're in there too long,
I'm coming in after ya.

Is that a threat or a promise?

(mocking laugh)

(dialing phone)

Yeah, I'd like to
take care of that.

(computer beeps)

This service has been
disconnected.

Yeah, that's why
I'm here.

Reconnection costs $25.

That's fine.

Added to your bill,

which includes
the late fees

that have been incurred
since the due date,

as well as the usual state
and federal taxes...

Yeah, just what-what's
the total?

$89.42.

Here we go.

(beeping)

Sorry, sir, your card's
been rejected.

Do you have another
card?

Here, try that one.

(beeping)

Sorry.

(sighing):
Here.

Third time's the charm?

(keypad beeping)

Ah, congratulations.

You're back
in service.
Great.

Hey.

Hey.
You all set?

Yep, thank you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Did you ever really
want some ♪

♪ Thing you know
you couldn't get? ♪

♪ Did you ever say
some insult? ♪

♪ Laughing at the way
you really feel ♪

♪ I'm better off by myself ♪

♪ Happens every single time I ♪

♪ Try to find the words to say ♪

♪ Everything I think
I'm thinking ♪

♪ Why we're always fighting
anyway ♪

♪ I'm better off by myself ♪

♪ I'm better off by myself... ♪

Hold on, honey,
one more.

There you go.

Don't burn
yourself.
Here you go.

Would you guys like
anything else?

Waitress.

And some more

ketchup, too, please.

This bottle's half full.
I know.

I like to have a spare nearby.

Just in case.
Let me guess.

Even ketchup has
separation anxiety?
No.

I just wouldn't want to run out

when you're with another
customer.

Has anyone ever told you
you're very high maintenance?

Thanks.

Hey, you know
that foundation

that Kelly works for?

Well, they're having this
Harvest Moon Ball Friday night.

I thought maybe
you'd like to join me.

Be my better half.

Bonnie to my Clyde.

Juliet to my Romeo.

Dorothy to your Toto?

Is that a yes?

Come on,
which is it?

You're either free
or you're not.
Well,

I could come up with some
excuses if you want, make you

sweat for it.
No. Please.

Okay.

I'll be your flavor of the week.

That's the best offer
I've had in months.

NAT:
Carly!

MRS. GARIBALDI:
I want clothes that make

statements, but in an
indirect sort of way.

Loud enough to be noticed
but not so loud

that it's distracting.

Do you know what I mean?

I think I do.

I love bright,
bold colors.

My late husband used to say
that I was the ideal person

to be with during an avalanche.

I brought
my sketches

if you'd like to take a look.

Oh, you draw?
I design.

I have some ideas
for evening wear

that I think you might like.

Pretty.

Wonderfully loud.

And I like this one.

Oh, they're lovely, really.

You have a lot of
talent, dear,

and in the future

I may have you whip up
a gown or two.

But right now I need something
for Friday.

As in later this week?

I'm having a

séance, and it needs to be
something I can sit in.

Because you'll be sitting
on the floor.

Comfortable, but not
comfortable looking.

Oh, you still want
to make a statement.

Exactly.

You know, I don't
trust banks,

so I hide all of my jewelry
in the house.

Which used to work
wonderfully for me.

But right now I think
I've done such a good job

that I can't remember
where my diamond bracelet is.

So, I want the psychic to
contact my husband

and ask him if he can remember
where I stashed it.

Your dead husband?

If you know of a psychic, I
could really use a referral.

My regular psychic

is on a past life
therapy retreat.

(laughs)

I'll get right on it.

Oh, thank you, darling.
That would be wonderful.

I'd appreciate it.
Sure.

(elegant piano music plays)

The chef here is known
for his pheasant.

I don't think
I've ever had that.

Oh, like practically
everything else...

it tastes like
chicken.

When I was little,
my parents threw a party

and had it under glass.

And I thought it was because
the birds were still alive...

Mmm.
...and might fly away.

So have you always
had money?

Yeah, but I've always
felt guilty about it,

you know, like I didn't
do anything to deserve it,

which I didn't.

Uh, I think that's
what motivated me

to make my own.

Which I did.

Hmm, I can't imagine feeling
guilty about money.

But maybe that's because
I never really had any.

At least not by Beverly Hills
standards.

Oh, that's what
makes you special.

You're not afraid
of a little hard work.

So you have a real
sense of yourself

and of your boundaries.

Maybe a little too much
sometimes, but...

What, is that a complaint?

Just a little show
of impatience.

Or an enthusiasm in abundance,

however you want
to look at it, um...

Anyway-- he said, backpedaling--
are you free Friday night?

Because I would love it

if you went to the Harvest Ball
with me.

Well, I'd have to check
my calendar.

Come on.

It's the party of the year.

Champagne flows like water,

and you'd be the sexiest woman
in the whole damn place.

I don't know.

All my friends are
gonna be there.

Perfect. I'd love to meet them.

Unless

you're hiding me
for some reason.

No, it's-it's not that.
It's just...

I don't know if I'm ready
for you to meet them.

Is it the drooling?

No, no, but...

Then it's a done deal.

What's this?

Open it.

Oh, my God.

Cooper, you shouldn't have.

Well, not that

I'm upset that you
did, really, but...

So, um...

I would be really

happy if you went to the ball
with me.

How can I argue with
that logic?

Sorry, club's closed.

And by the looks of it, the
apocalypse has come and gone.

You David Silver?

Yes, I am.

And you are...?
Jill Abernathy.

As in J.C. Abernathy.

(laughs)

Let me make this easy for you.

Every month, you're technically
supposed to pay rent.

And when you do, you make
out the check to...

J.C. Abernathy, Incorporated.

You own the building.

Quick study.

As you may have guessed,
this isn't just a social call.

Yeah, I know, the rent's
a little late.

Two weeks is more than
a little, especially

when it's the fourth month
in a row.

In fact, it falls under
the category of remiss.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'll get it to you in the next
couple days, I promise.

David,

every day I promise
to quit drinking coffee

and to start doing yoga.

Yet every morning
there I am

waiting in line
for my double cappuccino.

Bottom line,

if I don't have your check
by tomorrow morning, you are

out of here.
Wait-wait a second,
you can't just...

Oh, yes I can.

Read your lease.

Which, by the way,
is up next month.

I'm a good tenant.

I just happen to be going

through a bit of a dry spell
right now.

Then you'd better pray for rain.

Because the new lease will
reflect a 15% increase

in my property insurance.

Tomorrow morning.

(clattering)

Hey!

Hey.

Who was that woman
out there?
Uh...

just a wine vendor.
Hi.

Hey, you, uh, seem
like you're

in a good mood.
Ah, nope. Great one.

You know that woman I met
with, Mrs. Garibaldi?

Let me guess,
she wants you to

design her entire fall line.

Well, first I've gotta find her
a dress and a psychic,

but I'm in the door.

That's great.

A psychic?

Yeah, she's a little eccentric.

Okay,

a lot. She wants to ask
her dead husband

where she hid her bracelet.

Whew!

Well, while they're talking, uh,

why don't you tell him
to hire you?

Yeah, I'll try.

So how was your day?

Business as usual.

Oh.

Sounds good.

ALBERT:
We have to talk

about your investments.

I'd rather talk
about baseball.

The playoffs were pretty
exciting, right?

I don't doubt that.

But about your
portfolio...

Handle it any way
you want.

I don't care.

This isn't

just an allowance anymore, Noah.

There's a great deal
of money at stake.

And I trust you
to take care of it.
While I

appreciate the compliment,
that's not very prudent.

Look, Albert, all the money has
ever done is caused problems

for me and everyone I know.

This isn't about Beth.

Thanks for the
visit, Albert,

but, uh, it's over.

You know
how to reach me.

Hey.
How are you?

So, who's the suit, huh?

Someone who wants me
to work on his boat.

What's for dinner?

Macaroni and cheese.

Want some?

Not in this lifetime.

You ate some the other morning.

Well, that was special
circumstance.

I was starved and it was
either that or olives.

Is, uh, Cabernet more
to your liking?

Mmm, now we're talking.

Where's a glass?

Over there in the sink

with the rest of his friends.

You know, you're taking
this Neanderthal thing

a little too seriously.

So what brings you here tonight?

Do I have to have a reason?

You usually have one ready
and waiting, yeah.

Am I that predictable?

I wouldn't say that.

Just that for a bad girl

sometimes you have
pretty good manners.

Yeah, well, I wasn't raised
in a barn and I don't

drink wine from the bottle,
not like some people.

It tastes the
same, right?

Maybe.

Has the same effect?

I guess.

Then what's the
problem?

You are.

(slow, sultry music playing)

And I thought
you only knew

how to make scrambled eggs and
peanut butter sandwiches.

I have many
hidden talents.

I can see that.

Like being able
to dial Hong Kong

and have my mom talk me
through a recipe.

(both laugh)

Well, it was worth it

because this
is amazing.

I hope so.

For the cost
of that phone call

I could've taken you
to Spago.

Cheers.

(glasses clinking)

I don't know what I did
to deserve this,

but whatever it was I
hope I keep doing it.

Just trying to break up our
monotonous routine, that's all.

I'm sorry about that.

It's already forgotten.

So, how is it?

Mmm.

Very good.

Want to try some.

Sure.

Mmm.
Mmm.

What do you think?

I like it.
Yeah?

And the food isn't
bad, either.
Hmm.

Want some more?

Sure.

(glass shattering)

Look, either you can make it
or you can't.

I really gotta know.

Yeah, yeah,
thanks anyway.

Bye.

(grunting)

What, no luck?
You know,

there's a zillion
psychics out there--

ones that read your future,
your love life--

none that specialize
in jewelry, none.

Those for Mrs. Garibaldi?

Yeah, that was

the easy part.

I should've done that last.

Oh, you'll pull it off.
You always do.

Just cross
your fingers.

It is good to see you awake
in the morning hours.

I'm glad you're not
band hunting anymore.

I might have to
start again.

We really need somebody
headlining the club.

Starting soon.

It'll come together.

Before long you'll be
turning people away.

I'm far from that.

Well, work as late
as you want tonight,

'cause tomorrow's
the Harvest Ball, okay?

Yeah, I remember.

Oh, and you have to pick up
your tux today.
I will.

Okay, but be there by 5:00
'cause the place closes

at 5:00.
I'll be there.

Okay, you want me to call
and remind you later?

No, I don't.

You're gonna make someone
a good mother one day.

I know.
Gotta go.

Bye.
Bye.

(sighs)
Okay.

Were we robbed?

No.

No, what happened?

Small tornado blow through
the neighborhood?

No, no, Kelly
and I, um...

Couldn't wait to
get upstairs.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's a good one.

Now what really happened?

Is that so hard
to believe?

STEVE: Well, maybe in the
privacy of your own bedroom,

no, but down here?

Not a chance.

(laughs)

Fine.

Neighbor's dog
broke in.

Went nuts,
tore the place up.

That I believe.

Are we Ozzie and Harriet,
or what?

(door opens)
I think so.

Where's little
Ricky?
Hey.

Hey, guys.
Hey.

What happened here?

We decided to
redecorate.

Steve's in the kitchen making
breakfast. You interested?

(pager beeping)
Ooh!
Yeah, I'm pretty famished.

Mmm.

It's like clockwork.

This guy can't put his teeth
in without calling you first.

Cooper Hargrove is one
of my biggest clients.

It would not be in my best
interest to ignore his call.

I'll see you later.

Count on it.

BRANDON:
Hey, Noah.

Are we boring?

Brandon.
Ow. What?

No, not at all.

See?

(footsteps)
God, even her footsteps make me
lose my concentration.

Hey, I got some extra
tickets to the ball.

You interested?
Ball?

Yeah, the Harvest
Moon Ball--

the foundation's
throwing it on Friday.

Valerie didn't
tell you?

No, she didn't.

Thanks.

Could be trouble in paradise
for our young lovers.

Who cares?

(both moan)

So, um, I'll bring the suits

by this afternoon, okay?

Bye.

(sighs)

I'm so efficient, I
make myself sick.

Why didn't you mention the
ball everyone's going to?

Like you'd ever

go to a formal party.

Right?

Right.

Well, I may go.

A client of mine gave me
a ticket as a tip, so...

Silly me. I don't
even take us to dinner.

Well, you make up for it
in other areas.

(moans)

Mmm, yes, I will.

The loan committee has reviewed
your application

and I'm sorry, Mr. Silver,

we can't give you a loan
at this time.

Why not?
I'm afraid

you lack the financial stability
that we require.

I own a business.

How much more stable
can you get?

The truth is, Mr. Silver,

you don't have enough assets
to qualify for a loan.

What about the club?

The equipment?
To borrow a phrase,

the electronics,
which you're referring to,

depreciate the minute
they leave the store.

And since you don't
own the building

in which the club resides,

you have nothing that can
be used as collateral.

What about cars?

Well, cars can be used

as collateral
if they're worth enough.

But, uh, it's hard to run
a business in this town

on public transportation.

It-it's a classic.

It's in perfect condition.

Well, then if I were you
I'd try to sell it

because, uh, you're not gonna
get a loan from us.

So...

what section of
the classifieds

do people use to advertise
their talents?

Well, that all depends
on their needs.

I'm a witch.

(laughs)

Witch. Witch?

Witch like in...

hocus pocus, turn me into a toad
kind of witch?

Strictly for amateurs.

I specialize in
love potions.

Casting carnal spells.

Would you like to try
a free sample?

No.

But if you can fix
the air-conditioning,

we'll talk.

Uh...

I will review this

and-and give you a call later,

with the rates, okay?

Well...

don't keep me waiting.

Full moons bring the crazies
out the woodwork.

Steve...

Steve, are you
feeling okay?

Are you all right?
She practically said,

(whispers): "Take me,
Steve, I'm yours."

(grunts)

Ew. She did not.
Oh, yes she did.

Yes, she did. I was standing
right over there

for the whole thing. I heard it
all. I have very good hearing.

I don't know what you're
talking about.

Really?

She's really gotten to you,
hasn't she?

The witch?

No, not the witch.

Carly.

No.

Oh, yes.
No.

Oh, yes, my friend.

Opportunity
was knocking

and you didn't even get up off
the La-Z-Boy to answer the door.

You should be ashamed
of yourself.

(scoffs)

DONNA:
Here, take your choice.

I really appreciate
this, Donna.

Oh, no problem.

It's easy for Steve
to wear a tux,

but I gotta look like
I belong with him.

And somehow this just
doesn't cut it.

Well, we had all these
formals in college,

so I have all these clothes
I never really wear.

Oh, I remember formals.

You wore sweats and jeans
to class every day,

and then Christmas rolled
around and suddenly

everyone was decked out
in velvet

and drinking wine
instead of beer.

Exactly.

What school did you go to?

University
of Montana.

But freshman year only.

You know, balancing
a one-year-old and

a full class
load was...

it was intense.

I dropped out after finals
in the spring.

Did you ever finish?

Mmm, well,
I took classes

here and there, but you know
between Zach and work,

it's-it's really hard.

Well, you have a lot to juggle.

Yeah.

You know, if you want to
be a doctor or a lawyer,

there's this clear path to take.

I don't know, I just... I have
this image in my head

of an office with my name
on the door.

Well, you should probably
narrow it down a bit.

True.

You know what?

I think this would be fantastic

on you.

Wow.

Well...

it's pretty sexy.

Oh, that's the point.

Hmm.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

Brandon?
Hey.

I was just thinking about you.

I've read the same family
profile 15 times.

I can't stop thinking
about last night.

There's a lot of that
going around.

Steve's been asking what's the
matter with me all day.

You never kissed me
like that before.

Oh, you like that, did you?

"Like" doesn't

exactly describe
what I was thinking.

It was pretty intense.

You started it.

Mmm, it did go over pretty well,
didn't it?

The stuff legends are made of.

You know, you should, uh,

cook more often.

If that's the end result,
I'll strap an apron on

seven nights a week.

Brandon, um...

I can be home in ten minutes.

I'll be there in eight.

(sighing):
No.

STEVE:
Well, let me

see...

"Five-eight blonde

"former cheerleader
likes walks in the rain,

and action movies."

Sounds like me, only shorter.

(chuckles)

How do I feel about commitment?

Three hours till the séance

and I still don't
have a psychic.

I even called one of those
psychic hotlines,

but they just want to give
advice, not a referral.

That's okay, Donna, the
Internet is your friend.

I'm telling you,
sit there,

get to know your friend.
I owe you one.

Hey, baby.
Hey, hi.

Hi. Mmm.

How you doing?
Mmm, good.

What is up with you two lately?

You look... different.

Must be the home
cooking.

Oh! Donna, what are you
doing here?

Trying to find a psychic
to save my career.

Oh.
DONNA:
See, this woman

who's huge in the fashion
industry,

she hired me to organize
a séance for her.

Now, I can't find anyone to
channel her dead husband.

Why didn't you say that's
what you were looking for?

You don't have a psychic
connection.

Yeah, go ahead,
Dionne Warwick.

It's a recent thing.

Here, she was in the other day.

Her name's Elana.

She says
she's a witch.

You're saving my life.

Well,

I'm a real Renaissance man.

(Brandon and Kelly moaning)

DONNA: Hi. I need
a psychic

and Steve from The
Beverly Beat

told me to give you
a call.
You guys make me naus.

DONNA:
...this afternoon.

Great, okay.

So I'll see you there at 4:00.

Thank you.

(sighs)

Ooh!

Thanks a million.
Sure.

I guess you're gonna
have a séance, huh?

Say hello to Elvis.

Hey,

don't leave any butt prints
on the copier again.

(Kelly giggling)

DONNA:
Sorry.

Wasn't in the upstairs
fireplace.

Just like it wasn't
in the doghouse,

crawl space in the attic,
or the gardening shed.

Why don't we try
one more time?

Sometimes he gets a
little confused.

(Donna sighing)

All right, one more time.

Morty Garibaldi.

Morty...

can you hear me?

(gruff):
Morty here.

(normal voice):
Morty,

we need your help.

We need to find

the diamond bracelet
you gave your wife,

the one she hid.

Where could it be?

(gruffly):
Try the pool.

In the drain...

...maybe at the bottom.

MRS. GARIBALDI:
I never

put anything in the pool.

Of course not.

I mean, you probably wouldn't
have put it there.

Morty said it was there.

Look, Morty's been saying
a lot of things,

none of which have been right.

Well, don't look at me.

I'm only a psychic.

Mrs. Garibaldi, don't worry,

we're gonna get to the bottom
of this.

Oh, if I could only remember
where I put it.

Do you remember the last time
that you wore the bracelet?

Yes, my niece Emily's wedding.

Oh, it was a beautiful party.

The flowers

were the most perfect
chartreuse.

Ah, do you remember what kind
of dress you had on?

Of course.

It was a black dress
with rainbow butterflies.

And you're sure that
you wore the bracelet?

Absolutely.

The clasp broke during dessert,
and I...

Put it in your purse.

I did!

(sighs)

Oh, you're a genius!

(laughs)

Oh, Mortimer must
have forgotten

about the wedding.
(chuckling)

Mortimer?

Don't you mean Morton?

Well, I was married to him
for 40 years.

Do you think I wouldn't know
what his name is?

Of course, I just meant--

he wasn't in fashion?

Yes.

He had a chain

of dry cleaners.

(sighs)

(knocking on door)

The name is Sanders.

Steve Sanders.

I know who you are.

Oh.

Holy shaken,

not stirred!

Do you like it?
Like it?

You look incredible.

Are you sure you want to go
to this ball?

You know, we could just stick
around here and...

...have a friendly conversation,

nice G-rated one.

Not a chance.

You invited me to a ball,
and we're going.

Zach, honey, did you
pack your bag?

Yep, I'm all packed.
Good.

Where's he going?
My mother's.

I didn't know how late we'd be,

so she invited him
over to her house.

And I said we'd drop him off.

Mmm, interesting.

Yeah, don't make it into more
than it is.

There's no law against hoping,
is there?

No.
I got it.

Wow.

It's nice to see you speechless.

You look incredible.

Thank you.
I'm serious.

You're gonna be fighting 'em off
with a stick tonight.

Well, what if I said

I'd rather be with you tonight?

I'm not really a black-tie
kind of guy.

Well, the real question is, um,

are you in this
for the long run?

Does it look like I'm going
anywhere?

Your kind never does.

And then you get up and leave.

You got me all figured out,
do you?

I'm trying.

(chuckles)

Hmm.

(both moan)

I gotta go.

But I'll, um,

see you tomorrow?

Okay.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

Come on, you better
get dressed.

We're gonna be late.

Yeah, I know.

Open it.

Mrs. Garibaldi
gave me a bonus

for finding her bracelet.

You like 'em?

You shouldn't have
done this.

I know. But I was just trying
to look on the brighter side,

forget all about the
House of Garibaldi.

It was kind
of an impulse.

It was a stupid one.

David!

What are you thinkin',
Donna?

You've got one client,

she's not even who you
thought she was!

You can't be blowing your
money on stuff like this.

Excuse me for trying
to be nice.

Look...

Look, I am trying here.

You've been really
depressed

ever since that fight
broke out.

I guess I was trying to put you
in a better mood.

Well, you shouldn't
have.

Yeah, obviously.

Look, forget about
the cuff links.

Apparently I made
a mistake, okay? Um...

We'll go to the ball,
we'll have a good time.

Forget today ever happened,
okay?

I've got to handle
some other stuff first.

I'll meet you up there.

Come on.

Can't it wait till tomorrow?

No.

And I'll get up there
as soon as I can, okay?

Whatever.

Just hurry.

(indistinct conversations)

KELLY (giggles):
No.

(giggles, squeals)

(Brandon and Kelly laugh)

(elevator bell dings)

Did you see them?

(muttering)

MAN: I think it's
this way here...

(elevator bell dings)

(sighs)

Mmm...

(giggles)

(sighs)

(refrigerator door closes)

♪ ♪

This better be good.

I'm in the middle of a date.

Here.

Who is Donna Martin?

It's-It's my girlfriend.

It's a joint account.

Consider this a temporary
reprieve, Silver.

Because if next month's rent

is even one day late,
I'm pulling the plug!

(jazz playing,
indistinct chatter)

(giggling)

Brandon.
Kelly.

BRANDON: Hey,
Steve, Carly.
KELLY: Hey, guys.

Hi.
Nice, buddy.

Just gave up on
the bow tie, huh?

Gave up on the
shirt completely.
Atta boy.

Carly,
you look beautiful.

Thanks. Well, thank Donna.
It was a loan.

Well, you look great.

You, too.
Thanks.

So who's here?

Just us so far,
and, uh...

the mayor, a couple
of senators and...

Valerie?

Who's that guy she's with?

Cooper Hargrove.

Interesting.

Isn't he a client of hers?

Well, it looks a little
cozy to be a client to me.

But then, I wouldn't
put it past Valerie

to mix business
with pleasure.

She never met a wallet
she didn't like.

Oh...!

Ouch.

What? You have to have
something to look forward to

when the clock
strikes 12:00.

I've been thinking of
nothing else all night.

Really?
Hmm.

What would you say
to some champagne?

I'd say get the whole bottle.

Okay.
(chuckles)

(sighs)

(elevator bell dings)

Donna. You look amazing.

Thanks, you, too.

Thank you.
I didn't know
you were coming.

I didn't know I
was coming either.

My friend Albert
gave me a ticket.

So where's David?

He, uh, had some
errands to run.

He's going
to meet me later.

You don't sound
too convinced.

Yeah, um, I just thought tonight
would be kind of fun, and it's

not starting off great without
him here, you know what I mean?

Well, cut the guy
some slack.

He's got a lot on his
plate right now.

I guess you're right.

So why didn't you
come with Valerie?

I... I wanted to
surprise her, you know?

Oh, that's romantic.

Maybe you can give
David some tips.

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter)

Ah...

STEVE:
Cut it out, you two.

Sorry.

I'll be right back. I have to
make a quick phone call.

Oh, Carly, we just got here.
I'm sure Zach's fine.

You're probably right,
but unless I know for sure,

I won't be able to relax.

I'll just be a minute.
Here, use my phone.

Thanks.

She's great.

She is great.

Hello.

Hey, Donna.
Hey. Where's David?

Oh, he's stuck at the club.

He'll be here
any second, though.

Oh.

I have to go.

What's wrong?

Zach's been throwing up
for half an hour.

But I'll call you
tomorrow, okay?

Sorry.

Carly, what
are you doing?

I was going to get a cab.

Look, the tickets
were really expensive.

At least one of us should
stay and enjoy the party.

It's not a party
without you.

Come on. Let's get
your things.

♪ ♪

Hey. Uh...

Wh-what are you doing here?

I wanted to surprise you.

I guess
I succeeded, huh?

Look, Val, there's something
I want to talk to you about.

Here's the bubbly
you requested.

Cooper Hargrove.

Yeah, I heard
a lot about you.

You look great
for 80 years old.

That's a great necklace
you got there, Val.

Must've cost you a lot.

Who's he?

No one.

Certainly looks
like someone.

Major someone.

Look, he's nobody,
all right?

I saw him kiss
your shoulder.

Look, it's not how it looked.

Let's just go dance,
all right?

No, it's not all right.
I didn't get to be successful

by settling for second place,
and I'm not about to start now.

So good-bye.

What, you're leaving?

Yeah, afraid so.

Look, you're taking
this all wrong.

I wish I could believe that.

♪ ♪

You didn't have to stay.

I wanted to.

Call me crazy, but...

I think I'd rather
go to a fancy party

than watch a kid throw up.

Well, I just wanted
to be with you.

Doesn't matter where we are.

You seem like
you mean that.

I do.

I know your life's not your own.

No, it's not.

Does that ever bug you?

Hmm...

Maybe a little at first.

But you're used
to it, now, huh?

I love him more
than anything.

I love you for feeling that way.

(sighs)

I could not wait
to get out of there.

Why, you didn't
have a good time?

No, it was good
to see everybody,

but-- oh-- I couldn't
stop thinking

about being alone with you.

Oh? Tell me more.

Mmm, I'd rather show you.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

What else do you
want to show me?

A little something.
Huh?

What about that old
Hindu trick?

(Kelly giggles)
You like that?

(squeals)

(sighs)

I thought you were going
to meet me at the ball.

I got held up.

Tonight was important
to me, David.

I thought we could go,

have some fun together.

Get to see our friends...

And I find it
very hard to believe

that you just couldn't make it.

I'm sorry.

I had to work.

I have a business to run,
remember?

I remember.

It just seems like
it's running your life.

Donna...
You know, we're

never on the same schedule
anymore.

And even when we are,

we don't spend
any time together.

So what do you want me to do?

Huh?

Sell the club?

No, of course not.

Then what?

What can I do for you?

Why don't you try making me

some sort of priority
in your life?

That is, assuming that
I still am.