Menendez: Blood Brothers

Hamilton... enters...

his parents'... bedroom.

He strangles... his father...

with a razor rope.

His father... falls to the ground...

in a pool of blood...

A razor rope is so...

Yeah, but look- look, here's why he did it.

"Sometimes my father would tell me I was not worthy

"to be his son."

"Nothing I have ever done was good enough for this man."

So am I gonna get a writing credit for being your secretary?

You'll get a special thanks, mom.

You could write about me, you know.

I used to be pretty exciting.

I know.

You won a beauty pageant.

That's the tip of the iceberg.

I used to hang out with this group of girls called The Party Dolls,

I was gonna be a TV producer...

Right.

I had big dreams.

And?

And I married your father and I changed my life for him.

I became a wife and a mother for him.

I even became a blonde for him.

I wanted to please him.

That's all I've ever wanted.

To please my boys.

Alright.

Ok, alright.

We got six more pages to go.

Ok?

Ok.

It's disgusting.

NOOOOOO!

José and Kitty Menéndez were gunned down

in their Beverly Hills mansion-

It is one of the most sensational

criminal cases in the country-

Police are looking for a motive tonight in the murders

of a prominent show business executive and his wife.

They were found just before midnight last night

shot to death in their exclusive Beverly Hills home.

15-30.

30-30.

It's ok, it's ok.

He'll bounce back.

Menéndez men are fighters.

My oldest boy goes to Princeton.

Oh.

I guess success runs in the family.

You like Duran Duran?

Oh, my daughter's obsessed with them.

Your daughter?

You're not old enough to have a daughter.

30-40.

Come on, Erik. You can do it!

I discovered Duran Duran.

Oh.

Yeah.

And The Eurythmics, too.

In fact, Annie Lennox herself said that my boys

are the most adorable boys she's ever seen.

Game.

Set.

Match.

Carson advances, Menéndez eliminated.

Well, I guess you win some, you lose some, huh?

So Erik.

How many hostages were there

and what is their only hope for release?

Did you read the paper this morning, Erik?

You guys, the food's getting cold.

Your food is disgusting no matter what its temperature is.

How do you expect to be a business man

if you can't speak intelligently about current events?

I'm not a business man, I'm a-

Well, you certainly aren't a tennis player.

Not anymore.

It says eight Americans are being held.

Mmmhmm.

And uh...

Reagan won't negotiate with terrorists.

And what is their new hope for release?

José.

Hijo.

I'm helping him.

I'm helping you, Erik.

Hey?

I still can't believe Lucille Ball died.

She'd have been 78 today.

I really did love Lucy.

Erik?

Erik?

Erik.

You know I love you.

There you go.

Erik...

Hey!

I'm back!

Hey!

Ah!

You look different!

Who is she?

Shut up.

Oh what, are you playing the field? Huh?

Stop!

So I'm only back a week before school starts

but that gives me just enough time for-

for me to kick your ass at tennis.

Oh! Yeah right!

Oh, we gotta go see the new Bond, too.

Yeah!

I wanna see that, too.

Or we could all go see When Harry Met Sally.

Uh, you should probably go see that

with your girlfriends, mom.

You know, I've been thinking about the Princeton condo,

Lyle, and I found this incredible floral wallpaper

on the cover of Architectural Digest.

Seriously?

Yeah, for the guest bathroom.

Floral? For the guest bathroom.

Yeah, we'll check it out.

I can still make the team.

If you're not gonna be the best at something

then don't bother doing it at all.

Oh, come on.

It was one tournament.

Stay out of it, Lyle.

Face it, Erik.

You're not good enough.

Now, your mom and I have already discussed it.

Since you're not gonna be trying out for the tennis team

we think you should major in business at UCLA.

Business?

Yeah.

You're smart.

You have a good head on your shoulders.

And you have me.

I can teach you everything.

There's no reason why you can't succeed in business.

And you don't have to live in those stupid dorms.

Mom, say something.

Sweetie, you'll be closer to me this way.

Lyle's already left us for Princeton.

If you leave, who will I have left?

You see? It's settled.

You stay here and everybody's happy.

It's stupid.

Leave me alone, mom.

You don't need that thing on your head.

Ugh, will you just focus on yourself?

Ok?!

Lay off the booze and spend some time on a treadmill.

I am sick of you being so mean to me.

Stop.

Stop, ok?

I am sick of it!

Mom! Stop!

Lyle!

It's just a hair piece.

He's my son.

He's supposed to love me.

You're my son, you're supposed to love me!

I wish you would have told me about the hair thing.

I wouldn't have cared.

Shut up.

You haven't told me anything about your summer.

What's going on?

You got a girlfriend, or what?

Hmm?

No?

Ok.

It's still happening.

What is?

Dad.

For how long?

It never stopped.

Why didn't you say anything?

I don't know.

Dad said that he would kill me if I told anyone.

I'm not- I'm not anyone, Erik.

I mean, did you- did you tell him to stop?

Did you threaten to tell people?

Did you-

Lyle! Lyle!

What?

I can't.

It's dad.

Hey.

Look at me.

Erik.

Come on, it's me.

Just look at me.

He will never touch you again.

Ok?

I promise.

Erik.