90210

Previously on 90210...

I like you Silver, and I'm pretty sure you like me too.

I could have done something to really hurt you.

You can date Mark if you want, but we're done.

I'm sorry about Silver. I know it hurts, but...

you got me.

- I really like you. - I like you too.

I'm afraid that once I tell you the truth

about my family,

you may not want to be involved with me.

Why would you lie to me?

'Cause she wants my inheritance.

She used you.

Liam, I'm sorry,

but I had a lot of money on the line.

Welcome to Armitage Books.

Your blog has a real shot

of finding the audience that it deserves.

- I'm Author X, and I'm done hiding. - What?

How did you think you were gonna get away with this?

- If you would just let me explain. - Explain what?!

How you wrote about me? How you used me

like every other woman I've ever been involved with?

You're messing with real people's lives here.

Patrick?

We need to talk.

What are you doing here?

Gee, Annabelle, I don't know.

Maybe it has something to do with your little book

about a naive Beverly Hills girl

who mistakes sex for love

and sells herself to the villainous "Patterson."

It's not bad for a hooker, heart of gold and all.

Screw you, Patrick.

Oh, we're way past screwing.

Nancy O'Dell just tweeted that Author X will be revealed

on her special in two days.

I won't let that happen.

Well, it's my decision. It's not about you.

You can't be that stupid.

The entire country is on a witch hunt

for Patterson's real identity, and I didn't exactly

cover my tracks with you.

My wife cannot find out about this.

- You're married? - Yes.

And your tell-all

is the next read for my wife's book club.

If you come out, I'm guaranteed a very expensive divorce.

You spent $10,000 on one night with me.

I think you'll manage.

You will cancel the interview.

Because if you hurt my family,

I'll come after yours.

You like me and I like you.

I don't see how family's an issue.

It's mostly my mother.

She has a real knack for derailing my romantic relationships.

The woman makes Jaws seem cuddly.

I'm not afraid to swim with sharks.

Yeah, well, you haven't met my mother.

She's a judge, one of the most respected in the country,

and just found out that she's being considered

to be the next Secretary of State.

Like, of the United States of America?

Yeah, that's the one.

I mean, she's a pro at scrutinizing people,

and overly focused on our family image. It just...

So you don't want to give you and me a chance

because you don't think I can handle your mother?

No, Naomi...

I just know how grueling it can be to be a bug

under my mother's magnifying glass.

And I feel I should just give you fair warning.

Now, look, I gotta head back east for some boring

family fund-raiser, and while I'm gone,

just... just think about whether or not this is a challenge

you want to take on.

Okay?

Whoa. What just happened?

Navid, you awake?

What are you doing? Wake up!

What's Liam doing here?

I don't know.

Uh, just a minute!

Okay, we obviously don't have time to talk about it now.

Okay, um, you go out there and distract him,

- and then I'll sneak out. - Yeah.

Hey, man, you busy?

Me? No.

Unless you call sleeping, all alone, busy.

You're up early.

Yeah, I didn't want to be there when Annie got up.

Between Vanessa and Ashley and Sydney, and now Annie's book,

I just feel like I'm being used by women at every turn.

Yeah, you've had a rough run lately.

Yeah, well, so have you.

But, you know, we can either be down

and depressed about it

and make a spiral of our past mistakes

or we can focus on the surfboard company.

So, I've been thinking about how

every major sport brand has a face to represent their company.

Well, fortunately for us,

we already have a famous face.

Yours.

No, I've been burned by

the celebrity thing way too many times.

So...

meet Cassie McCoy.

She's already shattering records all over the world.

Now, I talked to her manager,

and she's "in between" sponsors right now.

I can put in half the money with the residuals from my movies

- if you can put in the other half. - Wow.

I haven't seen you this excited about anything in...

- ever. - Come on.

Hey, man, the money is not an issue.

- I'm in. - Yeah?

Yeah, I can set up the meeting and you could

get ready to woo her with your fancy surfer talk.

Ah! Ha-ha!

Yeah! You're, like, totally on, brah.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, Dixon, do you want to come do some

totally off-the-chain, maternity-wear shopping with us.

Man, there's nothing in the world that I would rather do,

honestly, but, uh, Annie just texted me

and told me to come over ASAP.

Next time. Have fun.

Hey, Silver, um, before we go,

there's something I wanted to talk to you about.

Okay.

I know that we all agreed

I would put the performing on hold

till after the baby was born, and before you get all,

- "No way," please, just hear me out. - Okay.

I read about this upcoming tribute concert

for Spencer Blane. It's gonna be on TV,

and they're looking for

an undiscovered singer/songwriter to perform.

Spencer Blane? That's fricking huge.

Yeah. I know it's a long shot.

I only have two days to write a song and submit a demo,

but I want to try.

And Dixon totally has my back on this,

so I'm gonna let you guys just talk about it.

Thank you.

After losing Ade as my best friend,

the last thing I want to do is upset Michaela again.

Being bad cop all the time really sucks, man.

Why did you tell her this was a good idea?

I didn't know about this, all right?

But actually,

- I don't see any harm in her trying. - What?

Look, it's just a song.

One song that she has to write

and record in two days?

Let Spencer Blane be the bad cop when he rejects her.

It would be nice to say yes for once.

This may be your chance.

Good luck.

Michaela?

Um, don't worry about the shopping.

Go ahead, write your song.

Silver, thank you so much!

- Yeah! - Thank you!

Good cop definitely feels better.

Yo, yo!

Uh, I got your message.

You know, if you wanted to talk,

that texting machine you have also works as a phone, right?

I needed to talk to you in person.

Okay, now you're scaring me.

Okay, uh...

remember last year

when you asked how I paid for your rehab?

Yeah, you said you got your inheritance.

I hadn't yet.

I'm not proud of how I earned that money.

And it's taken me a really long time

to figure out how to tell you about this.

When Patrick and I were dating,

we weren't in a normal relationship.

I was his escort.

I got paid

to... be with him.

Escort?

Like a hooker?

It didn't start like that.

As soon as I could, I got out.

And I wrote this book about

the whole awful situation,

and I know it sounds really cliché,

but telling the truth finally set me free of it all.

Then Patrick showed up yesterday.

Whoa, whoa. He was here?

Yeah.

I'm supposed to go on national TV tomorrow

to be revealed as the book's author.

And he came to say that if I revealed myself,