Original subtitles

♪ Love, making beautiful love ♪

♪ It's rocking my world ♪

♪ Whoa... ♪

What do you say we roll out of town, young David?

Drive up to Joshua Tree,

build a fire, camp out?

It's like 90 degrees in Joshua Tree.

I'm not going there.

So, what about Vegas?

Casinos are always 66 degrees.

Hi.

DAVID: We should go, like, this weekend.

Dance with me.

(chuckles)

I'm going to go dance.

♪ ♪

Hey. Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

Those inseams really tie you up, huh? Mm.

So, uh, how is Wayne, anyway?

Wayne? Oh, you know, perfect fit model.

Mm-hmm. I shouldn't be concerned by this, huh?

That depends on your inclination.

What are you talking about?

Wayne's gay, right?

Okay, yeah, Wayne's gay.

Hey, where's Matt? Digging up dirt on my old man?

Matt is trying to do the right thing.

Yeah, if the price is right.

Come on. This isn't Kelly's fault.

No, it's okay.

Do me a favor and come by the house tomorrow.

Keep the guy out of my face.

Okay... A) Noah is going

through a really rough time right now.

And B) Wayne is so not gay.

I know, I know.

I was just buying you some time,

so you can get over your crush. Oh.

Yeah. That could take a while.

(chuckles)

♪ Love coming down on me ♪

♪ Love... ♪

Gina, he's not even watching.

♪ It's rocking my world ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

Hey!

DONNA: Gina, you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. Hey, hey, listen.

Can we talk for a minute?

I'll take that as a no.

(laughter and chatter)

Hi.

Do you know that Dylan fixed up this car for me?

(chuckles)

Isn't that sweet?

And the best part is...

that it was gift to him...

from guess who!

(banging hood)

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Come on, off the car. I hate him.

No, you don't. No, you don't.

Come on.

Shh. You okay?

Yeah. Yeah?

I think you might want

to find someone to drive you home.

Donna will drive me.

Good.

You're nice.

(chuckling)

How come girls never go for the nice guys?

(sighs)

I'm drunk.

Yeah, you are.

You feel sorry for me, David?

It's the only reason why you came out here, isn't it?

(sighs)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Come on, come on, come on ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Never gonna stop dancing ♪

♪ 'Cause you know you got to get up and go ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Never gonna stop dancing ♪

♪ 'Cause you know you got to get up and go ♪

♪ You got it, you got it ♪

♪ Don't stop till you get enough! ♪

♪ You got it, you got it ♪

♪ Don't stop till you get enough ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Never gonna stop dancing ♪

♪ 'Cause you know you got to get up and go ♪??

♪ Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah... ♪

Didn't Kelly tell you I was coming?

Yeah.

That's kind of why I hung around.

Um...

it's an environmental impact report

from your father's company, privately commissioned

by Hunter Oil and Chemical.

Talk to my lawyer.

Look, Noah, this isn't about you.

It's about big corporations

that poisoned people.

Really? How much you making on this, Matt?

We prove fault with one company,

the rest fall like dominoes. 30%, 40%? What?

Do you want to talk about greed? Theirs kills.

Why are you ruining my father's name?!

Why?!

Listen, he was a lousy father.

The guy never knowingly hurt anyone in his life,

except himself.

Well, you say he's a good guy.

(tapping report)

I say you should read this.

I've always used macaroni in my art and...

And I make fresh pasta.

This matchmaking system you developed...

We call it the Love Fisher.

The best $49.95 I've ever spent.

Well, I guess that's it for you two and personal ads.

I'm sorry to be losing you as clients.

We're not.

Oh.

Take care. Good luck.

JANET: Bye.

Another happy couple.

Do you think a computer

can scramble stranger'' likes and dislikes

and find a perfect match?

They're not our only success.

I feel responsible.

For what?

For capitalizing on the fact that out there somewhere

is someone who is perfect for you.

Well, what's wrong with that?

It's romantic.

Yeah, but what about

the poor schmo you're with?

The imperfect one?

We're not telling people who to be with.

We're just expanding their horizons.

We're selling false hope.

(sighs)

The couple that was just here?

She takes macaroni and glues it to crepe paper.

He... He...

thinks it's really beautiful, and... and they love each other.

Case in point.

I'm going to go downstairs and get a bagel. You want anything?

No.

(beeps)

(typing)

Age...

sex...

occupation.

"After lovemaking, do you prefer to talk

or fall asleep?"

Go right to sleep.

(computer beeps)

(laughter)

Hey, Gina.

Any messages?

Uh, yeah, the, uh...

the Environmental Protection Agency called,

and they want you to call them back and...

Hi.

They're going to fax over the 1997 guidelines for you.

Tough night? I have a little toothache.

Thanks for your concern.

Well, since we're swamped here,

Kelly's going to help us out.

Yeah. I will...

file, copy, answer the phone,

whatever he tells me to do.

And I happen to know a good dentist

who lives with my mother.

I don't have any health insurance.

Matt, you should just really...

(groans)

You should call the EPA-- it's...

My filling came out.

Mel has evening hours,

and I'll tell him that you're a friend.

We're not friends. I didn't say we were.

I just said that's what I'll tell him.

Thanks.

(sighs)

She's going to hate me forever.

Well, she'll get past it.

But she doesn't have to like it.

(sighs)

Hey.

Wayne, hi.

Haven't heard from you for a few days.

Yeah, I, uh...

it's been kind of busy. Well, are my,

uh, underwear ads all over Times Square yet?

(laughing)

No, not quite.

I, uh, sent some photos and sketches

to a big manufacturer, but I'm just waiting

to see if they want to bankroll me.

So, we're done working together?

Yeah, I think so.

I think we have to be done with everything.

You think?

Uh...

Noah asked me to move in with him.

And a couple of weeks ago,

I would have done it,

but now, because of you, I'm not sure.

Maybe that's why he asked.

Felt like you were slipping away.

He's going through a lot of family stuff right now.

He's... he's really alone, so...

You know, I, uh, always wanted to be an airplane pilot,

a... fireman, a veterinarian.

But never... you know, never a... a model.

Well, thanks for making the stretch.

But I'm going to miss this job.

Don't move in with him.

I hardly even know you, but even I can tell that, uh...

you're not doing it for the right reasons.

Noah, I'm glad you called. Been a long time.

I don't think so, and neither will you

after you read this.

Unless, of course, you've already read it.

The part about toxins seeping into the ground,

people actually getting sick.

Yeah, I've read it-- recently.

Recently? It's two years old.

You were my father's right-hand man.

The lawyers found it in your father's personal safe.

You're saying he buried evidence?

The joint development with Olson Oil

kept the company afloat the last year.

Come on, he wouldn't do this for cash.

He defined himself by the company's success.

When it finally went belly-up...

He killed himself.

The report says that there was just a chance of leakage.

Or a chance it would cause cancer.

You're telling me he took that chance?

He wouldn't want you to think of him that way.

No, he'd rather die.

(lively chatter)

(blues rock playing)

Well, I'm up a couple of hundred.

And the rich get richer.

You just got to cut your losses, bro,

press your winning streak.

Who're you calling?

I'm just checking messages, man.

The station's supposed to be calling

about some artist booking or something.

From the booth behind you.

You get the one in the middle.

Uh, no.

Message from Steve--

said it's not important.

Something from Noah--

I, I wasn't really paying attention.

DAVID: See, there's, like, five hang-ups on here.

Man, it's got to be Gina.

Hmm, what?

Gina.

You talked to her? No, David, I haven't.

See, breakups are kind of like a train wreck.

You don't want to linger too long at the scene.

Yeah, whatever.

Come on, we both know how long

you hung out around Kelly after you guys broke up.

Well, it was different, you know.

I've known her all my life.

Gina and I--

we've never been, uh... platonic.

What? If you don't want to talk

about Kelly, fine, we won't talk about Kelly, okay?

I thought we were talking about Gina.

We were talking about Gina

and then we started talking about Kelly

and you got all, like, you know, paranoid

and the eyebrows were going and it was ridiculous.

Great girls, both of them, but both hands are played out.

Besides, I think it would be, uh...

It'd be rude

not to thank these ladies.

I think you should cut your losses.

No, press my winnings.

You know, from over there,

this looks like a much better place to be.

Mind if I sit?

MIKE: Thanks for coming tonight.

JANET: No problem.

So I was just losing the nerd mantle

when I won the Math Maven Award.

Science Genius, seventh grade.

Presented at the school assembly.

Universal humiliation.

Oh, I know. You know, I ran

into one of my teachers while I was in Anchorage.

Alaska? Yeah.

I spent an entire summer in Alaska.

Okay, this is too weird.

We went to the same college...

Yeah, we love the same off-the-market cereal.

I've got to talk

to someone about buying stock in the Love Fisher.

Yeah, um...

that would be Steve.

My... boyfriend. Me, too.

A... a girlfriend, I mean.

Three years.

Her name's... Janice.

(groans)

What are we doing here?

Admitting there might be such a thing

as a perfect person.

Yeah, and maybe we're not going out with them.

MEL: I'm sorry I couldn't see you sooner.

Oh, that's okay.

I was really grateful that you had evening hours available.

The filling is set.

Just stick to soft foods tonight.

Okay, thank you so much.

You know, there's a process called bonding

that'll restore the enamel you've lost

on the inside of your teeth.

Okay, well, I'll check into that.

I just have to get some insurance.

You've waited a long time already.

How long have you been bulimic?

What?

You obviously have an eating disorder.

The stomach acid strips the enamel.

You've been making yourself sick,

and you've been doing it for a very long time.

Um, do you know what? I have my checkbook here,

so do you want me to just pay you now?

Or I can have...

I'll give you the name of an internist.

You could have esophageal damage,

severe vitamin loss.

Look, I don't really know what you're talking about.

I'm fine.

You look fine,

but you could drop dead tomorrow from heart failure.

Well, with the week that I've been having...

(chuckles)

...that would be a relief.

Dylan, open up, man.

I won, like, $80.

I put $1.50 in the machine downstairs.

It was crazy.

Come on.

Hi.

Hi.

Come on in.

Hey, um, you remember Mary from last night, David?

Oh, sure.

So I'm gonna go talk

to my boss... Mm-hmm.

...see if I can get off work... Mm-hmm.

...and then I'm gonna come back.

All right. How's an hour?

That's, uh, that's great.

Good.

Oh, I hope you guys brought sunscreen.

(chuckles)

That's, that's Mary.

She... she knows a, uh, unmarked trail

that, uh, leads all the way to Hoover Dam.

I don't know how you do it, man.

They just, like, flock to you.

Well, you know, David,

it's, uh, it's a gift actually.

It's kind of a curse, too.

Well, I sure wish you'd pass the torch.

I will at breakfast-- oh, which reminds me,

I told Mary that I might be coming back to town

in a couple of weeks on business, so, you know...

Get out of here.

You lied to her?

Oh, yeah.

Back me up on that, will you?

Come on.

It's a little crooked.

Oh, look, I found this in a drawer.

I didn't even know

I still had it.

Toastie Bun Buns?

I haven't seen those in...

Seven years, yeah.

I ran into a friend of mine,

who got me in touch with the distributor,

and I bought a case.

Do you want some? No.

I'm a Pop Tart guy.

Look, I tried to call you last night.

Yeah, I was out late

getting that framed.

Hmm.

Maybe we can practice

a little long division later,

but in the meantime, you're late

for your appointment... I was out with a guy named Mike.

Okay?

He's a Science Genius

and he likes Toastie Bun Buns.

The Love Fisher-- you couldn't resist.

It was strictly anthropological.

I can't believe you did that.

Believe me, I'm, I'm sorry I did.

Well, that hurts.

You have fun?

It was by the numbers perfect.

Of course it was; you're the Math Maven.

And it was--

it was by the numbers boring, too,

because I don't want to date another me.

Steve, it was...

an experiment,

and I learned that I have already found

my perfect mate-- you.

You're late for color spotting.

Your breath smells like Toastie Bun Buns.

Right.

Sorry.

DYLAN: This is Dylan.

Leave a message. (beeps)

(clicks)

(speed-dial tone)

(line rings)

This is Dylan.

Leave a message. (beeps)

(clicks)

Hey.

Where is Matt?

Oh, he is meeting with, um,

doctors and medical researchers.

He'll be in in a while.

I can't eat.

A new filling, you know.

Actually, that was for Matt.

Oh. (chuckles)

Listen, Gina... I'm sorry.

Oh, is this the little talk that you've been wanting to have?

Kelly, you slept with my boyfriend.

I think that about covers it.

If I could take it back, I would.

Oh, so now you're going to apologize?

Wow, that's great.

Now I really see how truly wonderful you are.

If being around me is making it harder on you,

then maybe we should rethink the roommate situation.

I'm having enough trouble

trying to get through the day without screaming,

so the last thing I need

is to go out and look for another place to live.

I apologized

and I meant it,

and you can accept that

or you can leave.

It's up to you.

Why don't you and I go take a look at the house,

kind of size it up from the outside?

(sighs)

Moving in-- it's just,

it's a big deal, you know?

Don't be mad, okay, but I just--

I feel like you're pushing this for the wrong reasons.

Look, I want to be with you.

If you don't feel the same way, wh-why are we together?

Does it have to be all or nothing?

I mean, at some point, yeah.

Look, the realtor said there's other applications, okay?

If we don't call him back by 7:00, it's gone.

Look, I know what I want here.

You figure out what you want,

you call the realtor, okay?

(door opens, bell rings)

(door closes)

(door opens)

Hey, are you ready to go?

Yeah, I checked us out already.

Get out of here.

Let me give you some cash, man.

No, no, man, it's on me, it's all right.

You sure? Yeah.

Hey, you know that hike that we went on,

that Mary told us about?

That was a lot of fun; I wish she could have made it.

Well, to tell you the truth, I kind of like the quiet.

What, did she talk too much?

Oh, God, are you kidding me? "Wh-Where are you from?

Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

She probably just wanted to know who she slept with.

(knocking)

Hi. Uh... hi.

I got your message.

I wanted to say good-bye.

I didn't mean to pull you away from work.

I'm on my lunch hour.

(clearing throat)

I'm gonna go check out.

I already did that, David.

We just got to get going now to the, uh, to the thing.

I got this thing--

it's this, uh, this, uh...

It's like a... a meeting up at the station.

Is it important?

Yeah, it's my boss.

I thought you owned the club.

DYLAN: You have a great memory.

Actually, um, David works for the radio station.

Oh.

So, um...

Well, that's it pretty much.

So, you, you'll call, right,

when you know you're coming back?

Sure. Okay.

Um... bye.

So, good luck... with your meeting.

Thanks.

I read the environmental report.

Look, it doesn't have to come out in court.

No, no, let it.

You're not fighting the charges?

Before my father died,

he apologized for everything he did.

He didn't mention this.

You don't know what went on in his head.

The pressure he was under. I don't care.

Look, I found this stuff when I cleared out his office.

You know, I have enough to push a settlement.

I'm sure there's more.

Noah...

Matt, I want to do this, man.

Come on.

All right.

STEVE: Damn.

(computer beeps) Ugh.

DONNA: Steve, hey.

Hi.

Where would your real estate listings be?

Tomorrow's ad copy is on Janet's desk.

Trying to get a jump?

Um, I lost the realtor's card,

and I can't seem to remember the name of her firm.

Really, you guys are really serious

about moving in together.

Do you think it was easier for you

to be committed to Janet since you have dated so many women?

I don't know.

I don't think it'll ever be easy.

I've only been with two guys.

Noah and David, two.

You're always dreaming of finding "the one."

Yeah... and then when you find the one,

you realize it might be the last one.

DONNA: Noah's just so ready.

I feel like if I don't catch up,

I might as well be going in reverse.

I want to do this.

I'm... I'm gonna call the realtor.

I'm gonna call Janet.

Um... I think I'm just gonna...

I'm just gonna call from the car.

Okay, I'll see you later.

God!

(dialing)

(with deep voice): Hello, Lilly?

This is Steve Sanders.

I got your number from the Love Fisher.

(phone ringing)

Hi. Wayne?

Hi, it's Donna.

Hey.

I wasn't gonna call, but...

um, I just, I kind of need to talk to you in person.

And I want to see you.

Is something wrong?

No.

What?

Nothing.

What is it, David? (sighs)

You totally led her on.

No, boy meets girl, it happens.

Dylan, you told her you would see her again soon.

And I might.

You never know.

I don't know how you manage

to not care about hurting anybody,

you know, it's, it's beyond me.

One night at a time, David.

It was just a one-night stand.

What if you never see Mary again?

That'd be fine with me.

You had such a great thing

with Gina, you know?

And you just totally blow it off

and I mean, that was something

that any guy would kill for.

Present company excluded?

I think you blew

a good thing for nothing, all right? that's it.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you what.

I thought I was living with a roommate,

not a hall monitor. Yep.

(phone ringing)

(sighs)

Yeah?

Dylan, it's Mary.

Uh, uh, no, Mary, this is, this is David.

Dylan isn't home.

Well, I have a friend I've been meaning to visit in L.A.,

and I thought maybe I'd drop by.

Really, you're coming to L.A.?

You want to stop by here?

Unless you think I shouldn't.

No, you know what, I think you should.

Absolutely.

Dylan was just saying how he can't wait to see you.

Could you give me your address?

Yeah. You got a pen?

Yeah, hold on. I'll get one.

MATT: What do you say we call it quits, huh?

Would you stop already?

There's nothing else here.

One more box. Oh, God, of mementos.

Take it home.

Put it under your bed.

What you got there?

My Little League certificate, man.

We got them every year, you know?

I used to think it was pretty cool.

Apparently, so did your dad.

(chuckles)

Hey. I stopped by the house.

Steve said you guys pulled an all-nighter.

Uh, well, Noah did.

I slept for a good 20 minutes.

Did you find anything?

Yeah, I think we did.

So, what'd you tell the realtor?

That's, uh, what I came by to talk to you about.

Okay, um, yes or no?

No.

I guess we have nothing to talk about, then.

Maybe this just isn't a good time.

It's a perfect time to move in.

To commit, the two of us, you know?

At least I thought it was.

You're not letting me explain here.

No, I guess I'm not.

Oh, let me guess,

your Pee Wee football certificate.

Not quite, Matt, not quite.

What is it?

Oh, my God.

That's right.

♪ ♪

I'll need a Black Russian, also. One Black Russian.

Yeah, it's for a business contact I'm meeting here

to discuss future growth potential for the Beat.

Hey.

Janet! Hi.

Weren't you supposed to be at the movies with your mom?

Yeah, she's not feeling well.

So, what'd you do, leave her home alone?

Steve, she has a headache.

I just came by, hoping to find you.

One Black Russian for the lady.

Um, I don't drink Black Russians.

I thought maybe you'd like to

try something new. Uh, why would you

order me a drink if you thought I was at the movies?

Well...

Steve Sanders?

Hi, hi. Lilly Samples.

Hi, Lilly. Hi.

This is Janet; we work together.

Hi there.

Um, can I get a Black Russian, please?

Sure.

So, Lilly, how do you like the Love Fisher?

So far so good.

You?

Janet, Janet!

I'm sorry. You're a liar.

I was curious!

(door opening)

Hi.

Hi.

Is something wrong with that food?

No.

I made that pasta.

I was going to eat it. Sorry.

Maybe, you know, we could start labeling our things.

Mine and yours.

That was probably the confusion you had about Dylan.

Listen, Gina, I talked to my stepdad.

So?

So, he wanted me to give you the card

of that doctor...

I'm not having this conversation.

Gina, Mel is worried about you.

Well, I don't need a doctor.

I know about eating disorders firsthand.

I don't have an eating disorder.

Look, when I was skating, a lot of the girls

had problems with that,

and some of them did... stuff to lose weight,

but I never did.

Bulimia isn't about controlling your weight.

It's about controlling your life.

I don't really understand what that means.

It just sounds like a bunch of psychobabble to me.

Maybe, uh... controlling your pain.

You mean, like pain that I feel because I found out

that my boyfriend slept with another girl in Mexico?

I am not going to apologize for that again.

Oh, good.

I guess we're done here.

Looks that way.

(doorbell chimes)

Adam, I'm glad you could make it.

Uh, sorry I couldn't make it any earlier.

My attorneys have to justify their bills

by keeping me at meetings all evening.

Well, it takes a lot of time

figuring out how to bury an innocent man.

What are you talking about?

"The office of Daniel Hunter."

To, uh-- what do you know-- Adam Krieger, huh?

"The Environmental Impact Report.

Kill the PacGlen project immediately."

Let me see that.

"We can't risk the environmental damage.

"Please inform Olson and other partners that

"we are pulling out.

Signed, Daniel Hunter."

Your friend, the one you sold out.

I can explain.

My father wanted to stop this project.

You and your partners went ahead anyway.

Then you got sued when it got all messed up

like he knew it would, and you blamed him.

Explain that.

I'll explain it for you.

You didn't think a dead man could speak

for himself, did you?

Guess what? He can.

I'm glad you had a change of heart.

What did I do to deserve it?

Nothing.

Stop. You're flattering me.

(laughs)

No. Nothing's good.

It's easy and simple, uncomplicated.

At our age, who'd want it any other way?

Hmm.

You'd be surprised.

Well, the way I see it,

we're way too young to know what we really want.

We should look around.

See what's out there.

Only way to know who we should end up with.

Who our perfect mate might be.

And if yours is Noah...

Mm, this isn't about him.

Then no matter what we do,

you guys will be together.

That just sounds so simple,

don't you think? Mm-hmm.

I mean, if fate's so strong,

then our actions have no consequence.

I don't think they do.

And the people who do...

they're the ones who stay

in these bad relationships too long,

because they're afraid of the consequences of ending them.

So, if I'm meant to be with someone...

Mm-hmm.

...then nothing that we do

will change that.

So, why not just sit back,

relax and enjoy the ride?

If you insist.

(knocking on door)

I was...

just driving...

past your house,

and... You don't have to explain.

It's okay.

(clearing throat)

Uh... hi.

DYLAN: Hi, Mary.

Hi, Mary.

I shouldn't have come. No,

uh, don't leave. I-I'm just...

He's, uh, he's just...

I'm just, uh... the scum of the earth.

Wait. Hey, uh-- surprised.

Shut up, Dylan!

We haven't even been broken up a week.

Where're you going?

DYLAN: What I'm saying is that unlike you,

I didn't hurt anyone intentionally.

What are you talking about? You.

You-you roll out the red carpet for, uh, Mary.

Oh, did I forget to mention she was stopping by?

I'm sorry, Dylan. Gee, imagine that.

Somebody in this house being thoughtless.

Mm-hmm, yeah, well, you maybe thoughtless,

but your timing is... Look, she called

and said she wanted to stop...

She wanted the address, all right?

I'm on the phone with the girl,

she's asking where's Dylan? I don't know.

You-you just went outside.

Do you want Gina, David?

Is that what this is about?

You know what, Dylan? If...

if you want to blame this whole mess on me,

then fine, all right, it's my fault.

Is that better? That make it all better?

I'll tell you what I'll do,

I'll make it very easy for you.

David, you want Gina, you take her.

Huh?!

Take her! Hear me?!

Yeah, he heard you.

(chuckles)

Chocolate shake?

Damn, this thing.

Here.

(sighs) Look, Janet, I...

I acted like an ass last night.

I was kind of hoping you'd forgive me.

I knew you'd try "The Love Fisher."

And it got me mad because...

you're as weak as me.

We fell victim to the hype that's all.

Yeah, the perfect match.

That-that would require perfect humans.

Name me one. Right.

We dump the Love Fisher disc.

Like a bad date.

Oh, imagine that.

Being able to find your perfect match

just by hitting control X on your keyboard.

Control X? Yeah.

That's how you tell the computer to find your perfect mate.

No, that's control Y.

Control X finds your opposite.

Control Y?

Steve. This means...

Drop the disc. She may still

be out there.

Steve, drop the disc,

or I walk out the door forever.

Who? You or my true love?

You have to choose.

Well, that's just it.

I don't have to choose.

Come here, you.

MATT: So, we're agreed?

Good.

I'll draw up the settlement agreement in the morning.

All right.

So, what'd they say?

Well, thanks to the smoking gun you uncovered,

Olson Oil has graciously agreed to settle the case.

And my dad?

Your dad's good name,

and his opposition to the project

will be clear for everyone to see, it's all right.

(sighs) Thank you.

I appreciate it. (knock on door)

Hey. (smooches) Hey.

Any word?

Yes, unconditional surrender.

Oh, how do you feel about that?

I feel pretty good about it.

Good.

Thank you.

Well, I'm glad the case worked out. Mm.

Mm. Me, too.

Things seem to be doing that for us lately.

Mm-hmm.

Working out. Yeah.

Feels good, doesn't it?

No secrets.

Mm. No complications.

For the first time, everything just seems to be good.

Mm-hmm. I like it.

I like it a lot.

(knocking on door)

Just... go away, Dylan.

I... I didn't mean that like it sounded--

what I said to David.

I was just, you know, I was angry.

Oh, you were angry.

So, that just makes you want to...

pass your girlfriend around like an old sock.

Okay.

I deserved that.

We both know you're better off without me.

Tell me something I don't already know.

How about that I care about you?

I don't like

hurting you, and if I knew what it was that I wanted,

it would probably be you.

But since you don't,

you're just gonna go ahead and...

sleep with a bunch of different girls?

Bye, Dylan.

(door slamming)

(vomiting)

WAYNE: So, which would you prefer, a fish place in Malibu

or a burger joint in Manhattan?

DONNA: I am confused.

That's cool; I mean no rush.

About us.

Oh, about...

Donna, didn't we already have this, uh, conversation?

Yeah, we sure did, but...

you know, it's just, I haven't told Noah yet, and...

I thought I should tell him about us.

I... well, I mean,

not that there is an "us,"

but I just think

I should tell him about it-- us.

Do you get the idea here? Yeah.

Anyone ever tell you that you stress way too much?

(sighing): No, never, hmm.

I mean, you look cute doing it,

but you stress way too much.

(sighs)

I'm just trying to be honest, that's all.

And I honestly want to kiss you.

Well, honesty's good.

(phone rings)

Hello.

DYLAN: Hey. It's me.

Are you with Matt?

Uh, no.

He had some work to do, wrapping up the lawsuit.

I'm in the car. What do you want?

Look, I, uh, I need to talk to a friend.

I qualify.

In person.

Dylan. It's late.

Do this for me, all right?

Fine.

I'll meet you... at my place.

Uh, been there, done that.

That's a bad idea.

Oh,

so this is about Gina?

This is about me wanting to get high right now.

I don't, I don't think that's a good idea.

Dylan.

Okay, stop.

Where are you?

I'll come to you.

I am at...

Frank's Coffee shop on Hollywood Boulevard.

You know it?

Yeah, yeah, listen to me.

You wait for me.

Yeah.

Okay.

Bye.

(coin clinks in slot)

(keyless entry remote chirps)

(footfalls)

(screaming)

(grunting)

(groaning) No!

Come on. Shut up. (screams)

There we are.

Stay still. Stay still. Stay still.

(crying, muffled scream) Shh!

Shh!

Get off of me! Shut up!

(screaming): No! No!

Shh...!

(muffled sobbing)

No.

Give me a reason to kill you and I will.

(whimpers)

(crying)

Shut up, you blonde bitch.

You're going to enjoy this as much as I will.