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She's fine.

(sighs)

Did you hear what I said?

The doctor gave Donna a clean bill of health.

I heard.

We've been over this.

Then maybe we should go over it again.

Well, I'd be happy to if I thought you'd listen.

Excuse me for being upset, but my best friend almost died.

I know. I know.

And I am sorry, but it is not my fault.

You knew that Dylan had a habit.

Yeah, and I tried getting him to stop.

I'm sure you did, but it didn't work.

And if you'd told me or David...

Nothing would have happened, Kelly.

And how do you know that? What he told me was privileged.

Okay? He was my client.

Oh, hmm, he was privileged.

I'm sorry.

He's my friend, and he needs help, okay?

Look, what happened to Donna was awful,

but I am not responsible for it.

No. Dylan, do you really understand?

Yes.

Yes. Donna almost died today.

I said yes.

Good, 'cause you almost killed her.

I know that.

When you first came back, do you have any idea

just how psyched we were to see you?

The feeling was mutual, David.

Really?

Is that why you lied, and-and you hid drugs?

Brought a loaded gun into

the house.

This isn't funny. I'm not laughing.

No, but you were.

All right, you were laughing at all of our problems.

Look, I dealt with my stuff straight up

before anybody got hurt.

What? No comment, no in-your-face remark?

No.

Just get off my back.

STEVE: Where you going?

Deal with my stuff...

straight up... on my own.

Yeah, like that's worked so far.

Hey, you got a better idea?

DAVID: Yeah, Dylan,

I do.

Why won't you let us help you?

I can't do that.

How are you doing?

I'm fine.

Yeah, um...

I got to go.

Dylan?

You have no idea how bad I feel, Donna.

I do.

I would never hurt you.

I know. It's okay.

I'm sorry.

I just want to help you.

Will you let me do that?

Will you let all of us do that?

I'll try.

(sighs)

I will.

♪ ♪

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♪ ♪

Hey. They talk, right?

They belong to some

famous celebrity, and they're gonna give us an exclusive.

Oh, I take it we've got a news hole.

Size of a Buick.

That stuff with Dylan really put me behind.

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you,

but Georgia here is mine, and Dirk is Trey's.

Hey.

Nice meeting you.

Isn't he beautiful?

We're gonna mate.

TREY: Oh, she's the gorgeous one.

Great lines, hips.

What a bitch.

I'll say. Can I have a moment, please?

Oh. Excuse me.

Oh.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

I mean, if there's any mating you're thinking about,

it isn't between dogs.

Well, Trey is cute.

Yeah, in a boring, purebred way, sure.

Uh-huh. Janet,

you can do better.

Janet?

Hello?

Oh, did you want to, um, say something?

Yeah. I wanted to s...

Well...

I wanted to say... go hang out.

It's okay.

I'll look out for things here.

Really?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Oh, um, Steve would you mind, uh, watching Georgia?

You want me to watch this dog while you go out with him?

Yeah, well, see, Georgia's in heat, and I want

to keep her and Dirk apart until their big night, you know?

Oh. So the earth moves, huh?

How very considerate.

Please?

(whimpers)

Okay... but you owe me one.

Somehow, I'm sure you won't let me forget that.

(chuckles)

(whining)

What are you looking at?

(barks)

Rapid opiate detoxification.

Got it.

Okay, how soon can he start?

Tomorrow. Great.

Thank you.

Matt already found Dylan a program.

Donna, are you ready to go?

Yeah, let me just grab some coffee. Morning.

Morning. Listen, I'm gonna go over to Dylan's,

so I'll call you with an update.

Oh, that's all right.

We're headed over there.

Well, what about the store?

Why don't you open it for us?

(laughs)

I think I should be with Dylan.

Well, so do I.

You know what?

Why don't we all go over there together?

We can open the store later.

GINA: Well, that's great as long as it's a quick visit.

I mean, I think the last thing he needs

right now is everyone hovering.

No, no. Just his friends.

Guys, we're trying to help Dylan here.

Let's at least try

and pull together, shall we? Hmm.

Is there something you want to say to me?

Yeah, you handled his addiction.

Why don't you let the rest of us handle his recovery?

That was great.

Uh, I was awful, but lying is greatly appreciated.

I'm telling you, after

your next CD comes out,

this is the last small club you'll ever play.

Hmm.

Uh, you can take five now.

But no more, and we're working right through lunch, so...

It's funny how your manager

never mentioned how laid back you are.

(laughs)

You know the Blockbuster Entertainment Awards?

Yeah, it's big time.

Why? You nominated?

And performing.

I'm sure you'll do just fine.

Oh, sure, if they don't mind me singing off-key,

and they color correct for my lame dress.

What's wrong with your dress?

A potato sack with cleavage?

Yes, it's real flattering.

Well, I just

happen to know a designer, if you're interested.

Interested? If I had a premium gown,

I could sing the phone book, and no one would care.

What's her name?

MAN: Come on. (barking)

(panting)

Georgia, sit.

Great dog.

Well, thanks.

Which one's yours?

The collie.

The one who doesn't sit.

I've had her in obedience school,

and she's failing.

It's been my experience that dogs are a lot like people.

You have to show them

who's dominant, who's in control.

That's been your experience?

Yeah.

I'm Mitzi.

I'm Steve.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

(laughs)

MATT: I called the methadone program

after what happened to Donna and asked for a day.

They said fine.

Yeah, look, Matt, I'm...

I... I am not ducking here, but I mean,

come on! Methadone?

It's as addictive as heroin, isn't it?

Yeah, but far less destructive.

I think that the rapid

detox program that I described is the best.

You're in, you're out.

Uh, I don't know. It sounds a little fast food to me.

Well, what is it? DONNA: Quick fix

to a complicated problem.

Yeah. What-What... What is it?

KELLY: The doctor I

talked to said...

"Rapid opiate detoxification is not only rapid and humane,

"but also an effective and acceptably safe method

of opiate withdrawal."

What is that-- acceptably safe?

I'll decide what's acceptably safe.

KELLY: It means,

I think, it's...

It takes away the physical craving,

but not the psychological need, which there is no quick fix for.

Tell me about it.

When can he start?

Tomorrow.

What do you think? DYLAN: I don't know.

I mean, I-I don't know.

If there was some smack here right now,

I would do it, and none of you could stop me.

Nobody.

Dylan, if you want, I'll make the arrangements.

(sighs)

I've already done that.

All right.

GINA: Okay, well,

then, that's it, right?

(sighs)

Now, here's the deal.

You're due in court tomorrow with two felony counts,

including assault with a deadly weapon.

Now, I can get you a continuance,

but the second count is

drug possession.

It's gonna be pretty hard to argue when you're in rehab.

So, you don't think he should go?

No, but it weakens my case.

What happens if he's found guilty?

If he's found guilty, the maximum penalty is ten years.

Well, but he's not gonna get that, right?

I'm gonna do the best I can.

You know what? So am I, for once, I, uh... I promise.

Uh, if Dylan needs anything, I'll call you guys.

He's needed plenty. You haven't called.

Well, I will now.

Kel, come on.

Let's go.

Great. Okay, dinner this weekend.

Sounds great.

I'll pick you up at 7:00. Okay.

Hey, is this your dog?

Yeah. What are you doing with her?

I'm pulling her away from my dog.

Why, were they fighting? You let

a dog in heat loose in a dog park.

So they weren't fighting.

No. No, no, they weren't.

They were doing it.

"It"?

It.

No. Not it.

Oh, they couldn't have been doing it.

Georgia's supposed to do it with someone else,

and, well, if she did it with...

Look at them.

(chuckles): They couldn't have possibly did it.

Could they?

Nipsey's very resourceful.

(quiet groan)

Oh, boy.

♪ ♪

She hates my stuff.

You don't know that. Sure I do.

How?

Because if she likes it,

she'll wear one of my dresses

to the Blockbuster Entertainment Awards,

people will see her in it, they'll like it,

the store will be jammed with customers,

and I'll become some "hot designer."

Yeah? (scoffs): That kind of luck

does not happen to me.

Besides, my mind's on Dylan.

I don't think I could design a good dress

if I wanted to right now.

Not even trying, that guy causes problems.

Noah...

I know, be nice.

(quietly): Ooh, here she comes.

So, what do you think, genius or what?

Oh, my God, huh.

Ignore him, please.

Listen, I...

I'm sure there's nothing here

in the store for you, but I really appreciate...

I love your stuff.

...a prestigious awards show-- What'd you just say?

I want you to design my dress.

I-I'm sorry, see, I recently had this accident

and I fell in the pool, and I-I think I still have

water in my ear, because I thought you just said

you wanted me to design your dress.

I do. In exchange for telling everyone who asks

you're wearing a Donna Martin original.

Yeah, sounds great.

Donna? Huh?

You might want to get a measuring tape.

Oh, yeah, right, of course.

Did you just say...

Donna. Right.

(laughs)

So, uh, now that I have a dress,

all I need is a date.

Hi.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm just...

I'm kind of hot.

Where you going?

I'm gonna go take a cold shower.

I'm climbing the walls.

Something I can do?

No, no, you're... you're doing it, you're good.

I'll be right back. All right.

I told you that he climbed out the window.

What? You were supposed to be watching him.

What'd you want me to do, follow him into the bathroom, Kelly?

DAVID: Kel, come on, I was here, okay?

I didn't hear him leave, either. You think

he's using again? Well, after what happened

to Donna, that'd be so in our face.

Do you have any idea where he scores?

That'd be a good place to start looking.

Nah, he didn't say.

He didn't.

I just can't stop thinking about him,

like, shooting up in some alley.

Oh, it's no needles.

What?

Oh... he doesn't shoot up.

KELLY: Wait a second.

You've watched him do it?

Oh, okay, now it's my fault he's a junkie?

DAVID: Would you guys stop? Please?

(wry laugh)

Has anybody called the police?

Well, there's no point-- Dylan can't be

reported missing till he's gone for at least 24 hours.

So we have to find him ourselves?

Donna and Noah already started.

Yeah, well, we should split up and do the same.

NOAH: We've been to the club; we checked his old neighborhood.

You're making it sound hopeless.

The guy doesn't want to get found, guess what?

We're not finding him.

You know what, the Bel Age Hotel, he used to stay there.

Fine.

He could be in trouble, you know.

Yeah, and I hope he's not.

But if he is, it's probably his own fault.

He needs us.

(chuckles)

What?

You're just an amazing person,

that's all.

The way you forgive and forget.

You're a better person than me, that's for sure.

(chuckles): Just 'cause I'm out here looking for Dylan,

does not mean that I'm not obsessing about myself.

I am so far behind on Clara's dress.

Maybe you should just forget about it.

Miss out on all the publicity I'm gonna get doing this?

I don't think so.

I hear what you're saying,

but Clara is a potential nightmare.

Well, she seemed nice enough to me.

(sighs): Look, about the awards show,

Clara wants me to go as her date.

Really?

Well, whatever-- I mean,

it's the promotional opportunity of a lifetime.

Besides, I completely trust you.

'Cause you can, right?

Yes.

This is where Dylan used to surf.

It's hard to imagine.

I don't know, the sport seems a little laid back for him.

No. I mean, it's not.

That's the cliché, but it's really pretty intense.

Gee, I didn't mean to be cliché.

Anyway, if either one of us ever freaked and ran off,

we had this pact-- this is where

we would run to.

Did that happen a lot?

Our share.

Did you find each other here?

Yeah. Yeah, we did.

Hallowed ground.

I thought it was just a beach.

I'm sure there are places like this where you grew up.

Yeah, there are.

And now that I know what it feels like to visit yours,

remind me never to take you to any of mine.

Sorry, I didn't bring you here to hurt you.

I'm not.

But I'm beginning to feel

like I've wandered into an episode of Joanie Loves Chachi.

That's not fair.

Neither is blaming me for what happened.

I know, and I'm sorry-- I shouldn't have said that.

And I don't think you can blame Gina, either.

And you can't defend her.

You want to know how I got Dylan a continuance today?

I lied.

I had to call up the judge, tell him

Dylan McKay was a responsible person,

not the ass that I know he really is.

I can easily defend

what I did, and what Gina did.

But the person I cannot defend here is Dylan.

Neither should you.

(chuckles): No. Thank you.

Yes! A freelancer just came through

with a story on sex dreams of the stars.

We're golden. Come on.

We're supposed to go look for Dylan, remember?

I just got off the phone with Trey,

and he's had Georgia and Dirk

in a room together for the past 12 hours,

and nothing.

Really? Well, tell him to try

a little mood lighting, maybe some Sinatra.

Come on. Well, maybe I should tell Georgia

to imagine that she's with Brad Pitt,

because I know that's worked for me. Look, maybe Dirk

isn't her type?

Maybe she likes the screwball,

the irregular, the class clown.

No, Trey's a perfect match.

You mean Dirk?

Right.

Look, Georgia's a dog, right?

She's just gonna take what she can get.

Oh, she sure will.

I imagine she will, uh...

(nervous chuckle)

If, uh, I had taken her to dog park, which I haven't.

You didn't.

Well, I-I...

Just, Steve, tell me that nothing happened.

Nothing happened...

that I saw.

And what didn't you see?

Well, when I let her off the leash...

You let her off the leash?!

Are you insane?

Let me explain! I-I can't believe

that you let her have sex with another dog.

I didn't let her have sex! I wasn't watching!

How was I supposed to know?

Is there a girl in this story?

No. There's no girl.

Not until after I told her to sit.

But that was after-- before, I had no control.

What's... Janet...

Janet, how am I supposed to...

♪ Deep in my mind ♪

♪ There's a picture of you ♪

♪ I see it ♪

♪ When I close my eyes ♪

♪ And just for that moment ♪

♪ I suddenly ♪ (coughs)

♪ Feel like everything ♪

♪ Will be all right ♪

♪ But it's raining in Hell ♪

♪ And it don't stop the flame ♪

♪ You pay for your pleasure ♪

♪ And you pay for your pain ♪

♪ They're ringing the bell ♪

♪ It's raining in Hell. ♪

(doorbell tinkles)

Nat, hey, anything on Dylan?

Nah, I was hoping you'd heard.

Well, have you seen anybody else?

Practically everybody.

Listen, in a couple of hours, we'll be able to call the cops in--

at least that's something.

I'll see you in a bit.

This is definitely my fault. No, it's not.

Come on, David, I knew he was using.

I've known since Christmas.

Look, everyone knew

Dylan was up to something, okay?

If he wasn't getting high or carrying a gun, he was

just being stupid. Well, at least you guys tried to talk to him.

Yeah, sure. He didn't listen.

At least you tried.

Gina, he's an addict, okay?

He would have gotten high no matter what you did.

I helped him.

What do you mean?

When he was in jail, he was desperate.

You know, Matt was

all over him, and he couldn't buy.

So you bought for him?

No, he had some stashed at your place.

Oh, that's great.

(wry laugh)

Drugs and guns-- that's perfect.

I said no.

And then he called back,

and he said he didn't know

if he was gonna make it, and I said no again.

And then I don't even know what happened-- I ended up

taking him stuff at Donna's barbecue.

The next thing I know, Donna's lying unconscious

by the side of the pool.

That wasn't your fault.

I wish I believed that.

Okay, so, I'll call the others and see if they heard anything.

Okay, if they haven't, I'll call the police.

Listen, Matt, about earlier...

Forget it, forget it. No, I don't want to.

It's really important to me.

We all have pasts, Kelly.

Yours just happens to be slightly more present.

I have had two very significant others--

Brandon and Dylan.

Each of whom I'm all too familiar with.

You may not be able to see it,

but they're both really great guys.

And if they ever need me,

they've got me.

I never said you shouldn't be a good friend.

Even when your friends are acting like jerks.

It's when you say stuff like that

that makes me feel like I have to choose sides.

Well, when you act the way you do,

it makes me feel like you already have.

I should go.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

What?

Dylan, Dylan are you all right?

Help me.

How is he?

Dylan is under anesthesia.

He's receiving Naltrexone,

a drug that blocks opiates

from attaching to the receptors in the brain.

What does that mean? Within four to six hours,

there should be little or no trace of heroin in his system.

And he'll be clean?

Some patients wake up

with mild, flu-like symptoms.

Others, experience more acute distress.

How acute?

Diarrhea, cramping, hot and cold flashes, psychological trauma.

So there's no predicting what it will be like for Dylan?

We'll know a lot more when he wakes up.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Thank you.

Sounds like the worst is over.

Um, there's nothing much worse than psychological trauma.

Well, he has to give the worst-case scenario,

you know, to protect against malpractice.

Yeah my dad says there's a technical medical term for that:

"covering your ass."

I gotta go.

Will you call me with any news?

Yeah, yeah, I will.

Good luck with the dress.

Hey, yeah, I heard about the big event.

So what time is it on? Where are we watching it?

Uh, we aren't.

Unless I finish the dress on time.

Which means it will be perfect.

And to think I knew you when.

You solved Dylan's medical problems.

My turn to solve his legal ones.

I thought you said you got him a continuance.

Well, scheduling isn't the problem-- Dylan is.

I take his case to court, I'm gonna lose.

So I'm going for a plea.

Uh, what does that mean, less jail time?

Maybe.

Maybe? Matt you have to do better than that.

Thanks, Kel.

I'll try to keep that in mind.

See you later.

Hi. Thanks for calling.

I've been up all night long worrying.

Dylan is still under anesthesia.

He'll be out in a couple of hours,

but the doctor says he's doing fine.

Yeah, I already know all that,

but you know if Donna hadn't come home,

I never would have known what was going on.

Sorry, I was a little busy saving Dylan's life.

Oh, that's right, you're such a saint, aren't you?

It's really nice of you

to take care of other people's boyfriends.

He showed up on my doorstep.

That's my doorstep, too, remember?

Well, he was asking for me.

Oh, he was asking for you.

Okay, well does, does that mean

that he's your responsibility and no one else's?

Dylan is my friend, and he has been for over nine years.

Oh, wait, should I get a little notebook or something right now?

I mean, are you gonna give me a little history lesson

on the two of you?

You couldn't take care of him.

So, I'm going to. That's all there is to it.

Well, you know what, Kelly?

I'm in Dylan's life now.

And I'm not going anywhere.

So you might as well get used to that.

Ugly is not a relative term.

Oh, right. And then the next thing you're gonna tell me

is there's no such thing as inner beauty, huh? Not in a dog.

No.

Well, you know what, he's not here.

So you're just gonna have to take my word for it.

He's a beautiful dog.

Hey, hello.

So are there gonna be a lot of little Nipseys running around?

That's not Nipsey.

Because, uh, if it didn't take,

the little guy's ready for another go.

Just tell me that's not Nipsey.

Down, down.

Whoa. Oh, oh, down.

Hey, hey. Down, down, boy.

I'm sorry, the little Nipster loves the ladies. Sorry.

Would you excuse us, for just a minute, please?

Sure. Come here.

What, what?

A beautiful looking animal?

Nipsey's got character. Nipsey's got personality.

Nipsey has two rear ends, Steve.

You're so shallow.

Are looks all that are important to you?

Hi, Steve.

Hi, Mitzi.

I'm looking forward to dinner this weekend.

So am I.

Bye.

Mitzi?

You were saying?

Come on, Donna, open up.

Okay, but give me your honest opinion.

Well, let me see.

(chuckles)

You look beautiful.

Um, thank you.

But forget about me. What about the dress?

I've made so many last minute alterations.

Is, is it, it falling all right and everything?

Oh, yeah.

You are definitely on your way.

If Clara remembers to mention my name when she's interviewed.

Oh, she'll mention it. Or I will.

Well, the good news is, if it looks good on me,

it's gonna look unbelievable on Clara.

It will be a step down, believe me.

Um, you are so sweet.

I shouldn't be jealous, right?

The only reason I'm going to this thing is for you.

Good response. And I know.

Now, um, do you think you could help me get out of this dress.

Oh, yeah, with pleasure.

Jerry, I'd love to co-counsel with you,

but my dance card is full.

(mechanical whirring)

Allow me.

Matt Durning, what a coincidence.

How long have you been waiting for me?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Dylan McKay. Assault with a deadly weapon.

That's interesting, uh, now that you mention it, I, uh...

Thanks for the change, and the charm,

but you're wasting your time.

There's not gonna be any deal.

Nancy, the only person my client assaulted

was the ghost of his dead wife's killer.

It's understandable, considering he was high on heroin.

Now, they found the alleged substance

in a small compartment on his motorcycle

that they had no probable cause to open.

I'd call that illegal search and seizure, wouldn't you?

I read the police report.

I may be willing to drop the possession charge,

but the assault sticks.

My client's wife was killed right in front of his eyes.

All right, his father was blown up in a car.

I'm thinking one of these days, he might actually catch a break.

Friend of yours, Matt?

He deserves a second chance.

Can you promise me he won't go off the deep end again,

start waving guns around other people's houses?

He's getting help.

If he gets so much as a parking ticket,

I'll make sure he gets the book thrown at him.

So are we making a deal?

Trespassing, whopping fine, long probation,

community service and rehab.

And your word he stays clean.

Yeah, thank you.

Oh, and one more thing--

you owe me one-- big time.

I hope your friend is worth it.

(rock music playing)

DAVID: Donna, it's starting.

Kelly said Dylan's off anesthesia,

but he's still unconscious.

She said she'll call when he's awake? Yeah.

Oh, now, that is what I call a sexy dress.

Yeah, you would.

Clara, hi. Hi.

Oh, my God!

Oh, that is one...

It's an incredible looking dress.

Wow, what a, uh...

Hideous mess.

...provocative ensemble.

Isn't it premium?

Yeah, who's the designer?

I'm dead. Somebody shoot me.

You think this is provocative? She ruined my dress.

Did you see my video? Talk about outrageous.

She didn't say my name. Did she say my name?

I didn't hear it.

I didn't hear it either. Yes!

That dress that Clara's wearing...

No, no, no.

It's a Donna Martin original.

You can find it exclusively

at Now Wear This, 7250 Robertson.

Tuesday thru Saturday.

Oh, I'm so ruined.

You know the dress really wasn't that bad.

No and I like the Day-Glo feathers.

(gasps)

Hey.

Hey.

How you doing?

He's still sleeping.

I asked how you're doing?

Oh. I'm fine.

Really?

Well, I might be a little lonely.

(laughing): I don't have very many friends.

Come on.

Want to talk about it?

Sure, sometime.

Thanks for asking.

Where's Kelly?

Take a wild guess.

Hey.

Hi.

I uh, you know, maybe this isn't a good time.

No, no, stay.

I'm glad you're here.

How did it go?

Trespassing, fine, probation, community service.

No jail time?

Nope, not a day.

That's amazing.

Quite a victory.

Of course, now I owe the D.A. a huge favor,

which means one of my future clients will have to suffer.

But you know that's not surprising.

Somebody else always seems to pay for Dylan's mistakes.

Maybe you should go.

Maybe we both should.

Kelly, let someone else watch over him... I...

like, say, his girlfriend.

I am not going anywhere.

Fine. I am.

(electronic beeping)

WOMAN: Bed five is crashing!

What is that?

V-fib.

What is that?

Ventricular fibrillation.

NURSE: Can't get a pressure.

Get the crash cart now. Get these people out of here.

I'm sorry you'll have to leave.

Charge to 200.

Clear.

NURSE: Okay, clear, everybody.

DOCTOR: No change.

Clear!

No change. Clear!

No change. Clear.

What I said about Dylan...

I know.

...I'm sorry.

I just, I shouldn't have said anything.

It's only been 20 minutes; it feels like a year.

How is he? Uh, Dylan's fine.

He, uh, suffered what's called

a ventricular fibrillation,

an erratic heartbeat.

We had to shock his heart back into a normal heart rate.

What caused it? Well, the detox program

he's going through is very stressful,

which is why we had him on a heart monitor to begin with.

Is he really okay?

We're gonna run more tests just to rule out any other

possible contributing factors to the fibrillation,

but, uh, his EKG looks good now.

Now?

This just all seems so tentative.

DOCTOR: I can't promise you,

but I think your friend is gonna be just fine.

At the moment though,

he's still going through some serious withdrawal symptoms.

So I suggest you all go home, get some rest.

Uh, you guys can go ahead if you want.

I'm gonna stick around.

Elevator's this way.

Yeah, I-I'm just gonna stay.

You know, make sure that he's okay.

You know, I just want you to think about

whether you're doing this as a friend or something more.

Matt...

Please, just... just think about it.

Hey.

It's not even 7:00 yet.

It's not Dylan, is it?

No, no, no, I just talked to Kelly.

He's doing well.

I'm the one who's on life support.

"Forget what she was wearing, the question is what was

Clara Covington thinking?"

Keep reading.

"In her Donna Martin original,

"the singer is an easy pick

"for Hollywood's

worst dressed list."

Thank you, Hurricane Clara.

You mean Hurricane Noah.

No, I told you, you have nothing to feel bad about.

Well, aside from ruining your career.

You were trying to help.

I'm sorry.

I know.

(sighs) Man...

(phones ringing, woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.)

There just is no comfortable position anymore, is there?

No, thanks.

(clears throat)

Donna ever mention her Aunt Bobbie to you?

No. Why?

I-I don't think so. Why? It's my mom.

She's, um,

she's kind of heavy.

She's fat actually.

And she was always asking us

to get things for her all the time

because she had a hard time getting around.

Why are you telling me this?

I don't know.

I think it's just that...

when someone's dependent on you,

something just happens.

It's like, it makes you feel

needed or important or something.

I can understand that.

Say, even with a boyfriend.

Yeah.

Especially when you feel like you don't fit in anywhere else.

I know I've made mistakes.

You're not the only one.

Yeah, but I know I let everybody down.

Gina, this was Dylan's fault, not yours.

Uh, excuse me, ladies.

Dylan's awake, he's doing well.

So you can go in and see him now.

Thanks.

Give him my best.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay.

Hey.

I'm glad to see you.

(clears throat)

Yeah.

Everyone's been here.

Kelly's still here...

Gina...

I'm glad to see you.

Listen, about what happened...

Georgia's not pregnant.

She isn't?

Nope.

Just got her blood test back.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

Yeah, yeah.

It's real good.

Now you're free to breed with Dirk.

Purebreds. Champions. Uber hounds.

Trey already called.

Let me guess.

He wants to discuss it over dinner.

I turned him down.

Why?

Because Georgia liked Nipsey a lot better.

And so did I.

You said Nipsey had two rear ends.

Yes, but Nipsey also had personality,

which is a lot more than I can say for Trey.

Or his dog-- Dirk.

Personality's important.

Especially in dogs.

Like you.

(laughs)

(clears throat)

Excuse me.

We were looking for this one particular dress.

Sure. What does it look like?

This.

But if you're, like, sold out, anything close will do.

Clara Covington

is the coolest.

Whatever she wears, we wear.

Really?

Did you read the article?

If it's in print, it's already passé.

I mean, half our class said they were coming down here.

All right, Donna, where do you want this?

Excuse me.

Oh, right here.

(girls chattering)

All right.

Well, it's Lazarus back from the dead.

You don't look so good yourself.

That's 'cause I was up all night worrying about your sorry butt.

Hi, Gina.

Hi, David.

Oh, I'll let you two, uh, bond.

(sighs)

Bond?

You know, sometimes the, uh...

the things that you think matter,

they really, they don't.

And, uh, the things that you take for granted,

like your friends, they, uh...

Friends you burned.

So I guess I need to start

looking for a new place to live, huh?

(sighs)

The guy that's brought guns and drugs to the house

needs to start looking.

As for the other guy...

the one that's so honest he'd rip your heart out

and so loyal he'd die for you...

he can stay.

Don't forget about this, Dylan.

Any of it.

No, Lauren,

of course I'm still here.

It-it's just, I-I can't believe it's you.

(knocking)

Hey.

Is it a bad time?

Um, actually...

This will only take me a second.

Right. Uh, hold on, okay?

The answer is: as a friend.

The answer to what?

To your question,

about why I'm so concerned with Dylan.

As a friend.

Nothing more.

That's good.

Can you forgive me?

For what?

For all of my baggage.

You're not the only one with baggage.

Mine's just awfully heavy.

Look, uh, can we talk about this later?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I'm sorry.

Later.

I would like it if you would come over tonight.

Hello.

Nothing. Um, I...

I'm just so happy to hear your voice.

I just want you to know I love you, sweetheart.

I love you, too.