Beverly Hills, 90210

Oh, Steve.

I've been looking for you.

Hi-ya, Mrs. Teasley.

What's going on?

Well, I think we have a little problem here.

What?

I just got your grades, and it doesn't look too good.

I'm sorry, Steve, but I'm afraid

we're gonna have to hold you back.

What?!

There's nothing I can do.

You failed every course.

I did?

But that's impossible.

I passed all my finals.

Didn't I?

Look, it won't be so bad, Steve.

You'll just repeat junior year.

And besides, we love you here at West Beverly.

No, no, I'm telling you, Brandon.

My heart was pounding.

I broke out into a cold sweat.

My eye was twitching... Steve, Steve...

Relax.

It was only a dream.

Yeah, but it was so real.

Can you imagine being a junior again?

Well, we're not.

We made it.

We're gonna be seniors.

Seniors.

I like the way that sounds.

Seniors.

Me, too.

But first, two months

of glorious, uninterrupted freedom.

Yeah, but what are we gonna do all summer?

What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?

We're gonna be at the beach.

We're gonna be picking up chicks.

Yeah, hot, beautiful, babe-licious,

sexy, half-naked, lonely chicks.

With tan lines.

Hot fun.

In the summertime.

Brenda, hurry up!

Kelly and Donna are here.

How's Brenda?

Oh, not too well.

She's just miserable.

We'll cheer her up. You'll see.

I hope so.

I hate to see her this unhappy.

Good morning, girls.

Hello. Hi.

How's your mother doing, Kelly?

She's big. Very, very big.

: You don't know big

until you've carried twins.

Hi. Hi.

Ready to go? Yeah.

So, where are you off to?

Such a beautiful day.

Oh, well, we thought we'd go bikini shopping.

You know, stock up for the summer.

Sounds fun.

Yeah. You guys, let's go.

Come here, Brenda.

Have a good time, on me.

No, Daddy, you don't have to.

Come on.

I know you guys think I've been an ogre

these past couple of months.

Let me do something to change my image.

Thanks.

Just don't buy the whole store.

Thanks, guys.

You're lifesavers.

You can't keep doing this the whole summer, you know.

I mean, you should have heard your parents.

They're really worried about you.

Yeah. Your Dad even went for his credit card.

He never does that.

Well, what do you suggest, that I join a convent?

Oh, there's Dylan.

All right, how do I look?

Like a lying, sneaking, conniving...

Thanks, Kelly. I'm eternally grateful.

All right, bye. Bye.

Bye.

And you are one to talk.

You have been sneaking around with Jake for weeks.

And I have to cover for both of you.

I must be nuts.

Well, you'll be off the hook soon enough.

Brenda's gonna have to

figure something else out while we're in Europe.

Brenda, be back here at 6:00 sharp.

I will.

Personally, I cannot wait

to get on that plane to Paris.

Get away from Brenda and Dylan and Mel and Jackie and the baby.

What about Jake?

Maybe absence will make his heart grow fonder.

Listen, Kelly, I was, I was thinking.

I'm not so sure I want to go.

What?

Donna, you were the one who convinced me

to go in the first place.

Well... I was thinking

that maybe if I stuck around, my parents would stay together.

You know, Donna, if their marriage is falling apart,

it's gonna happen with or without you.

You really think so?

Believe me.

The further you are from the war zone, the better.

Yeah. Okay?

Here you go, Brandon.

Your final paycheck.

Thanks, Nat.

And, uh, thanks for letting me off easy this year.

Just as well.

I would've had to cut back your hours

for the summer anyway.

Just don't let me catch anybody using this

till I get back, all right?

Yeah, well, where am I ever gonna find somebody

who only wants to work two or three hours a day anyway?

You have yourself a good summer, huh?

Thanks, Buddy.

Hey, Steve, you want to come back?

I got to get changed. Yeah.

Well, is it all there?

What there is of it.

How much?

This is, like, for a day, right?

No, Steve, a week.

That's pathetic.

Give me that.

This is it? This is pizza money?

Steve, when they say "Die, yuppie scum,"

you know who they're talking about,

don't you?

Man, I can't believe how spoiled you are.

Hey, I'm not spoiled.

I'm privileged.

And besides, I can get a job if I really, really wanted to.

Yeah, right.

Brandon, what's the big deal?

I just don't need a job.

Steve, it's okay.

Just go ahead and live off your mother

for the rest of your life.

Now, you leave my mother out of this.

All right, sweetheart, then why don't you

put your money where your mouth is.

I will bet you this paycheck, in its entirety,

that you cannot get and keep a job for one week.

You?

Come on.

This is a joke, right?

No, I'm not kidding.

I'm applying for the job.

Only works a few days a week.

Great.

When can you start?

I don't know.

How 'bout a week from Monday?

How 'bout, like...

tonight?

I'm going to see your father tomorrow, Bren.

Why?

'Cause I want a new trustee for my money.

Dylan, come on. Don't rock the boat.

I mean, things are going great.

What, this is great?

You enjoying this, Bren?

Sneaking around.

What are you gonna do when Donna and Kelly go to France?

I don't know. I'll tell them that I'm going to a movie

or going for a walk or something.

I'll handle it.

You can't even mention my name in your house.

I don't really think it's in my best interest

for your father to have any control over my life.

You know, I used to think it was special,

the way that my Dad was looking out for you.

Seemed like it made you a part of the family.

Well, he's made it very clear

that I'm not part of the family.

And never will be.

I sure wish we were going to Paris.

I used to go to Europe every summer when I was a little kid.

You went to Europe every summer?

We went to Lake Minnetonka.

Well, my Dad was kind of a high roller back then, you know.

So we'd go everywhere first class.

Big hotels, limousines.

The limousine would come and take us out into the country

and we'd have picnics just like this.