90210 (2008–2013): Season 3, Episode 1 - Senior Year, Baby - full transcript

Beverly Hills is rocked by an earthquake. Naomi has spent the summer dealing with the aftermath of her rape by Mr. Cannon, Annie and Dixon are dealing with the absence of their father while Debbie tries to hold the family together. Teddy and Silver find themselves happier than ever until he suffers an injury that could end his tennis career. Navid welcomes Adrianna back from her summer tour with Javier, but their arrival brings an unexpected death. Ivy and Dixon return from their summer vacation in Australia, while Annie and Liam discover their friendship may be best if it ends.

Previously on 90210...

I told my mom that I stole the coins.

- You did?
- Yeah.

And, uh, when my stepdad
gets back from Miami,

I'm gonna tell him, too.

We're going to Australia.

I'm so stoked!

If you think that you can
play tennis and be with me,

then it's your decision.

Surprise.

I'm gonna be a father.



My baby doesn't need a
public schoolteacher as a father.

- I want you to open for me on tour.
- What?

And we'll get to travel together...

Stop.

I got back together with Navid.

I was the one

who killed Joe Herman.

I was coming down Mulholland

when I hit something,
and I just panicked.

We don't have anything!

You don't have a job,

we don't have savings,
and we don't love each other anymore!

I see the way you look at me.

And your whole harassment fantasy?



You're trying to provoke me.

Get away from me, you perv!

Stop it! Stop or I will tell!

Stop!

Who you gonna tell?
Who you gonna tell?

Freshmen, freshmen,

welcome here,
watch out for seniors, live in fear!

Oh, yeah! Senior year, baby!

Okay, how much longer are
you gonna keep saying that?

I don't know, maybe when it's not

senior year, baby!

I cannot believe that you two are seniors.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You promised, no tears.

What? No, these?

These are allergies.

And what are you allergic to, Mom?

Senior year.

Bouillabaisse.

What?

For our annual back-to-school dinner.

I've been going back and forth,

trying to figure out what to make,
but if I do bouillabaisse,

I can put a little bit of everything in.

Mom, we don't have to do a whole...

No, why wouldn't we?

Bouillabaisse it is.

All right.

You guys have fun today,
because it is senior year, babies!

Think she's gonna be okay?

Oh, yeah!

Senior year, baby!

Officially done with house arrest?

- Mm-hmm.
- Good.

I'm glad.

You can finally put
the hit-and-run behind you.

Yeah, I'm just on probation till I'm 25,

but other than that,
things go totally back to normal.

Yeah, normal's good.

Normal is great.

Normal is all that I want this year.

Happy last first day of school!

We're seniors! Yes, sir.

You guys know what that means?

That's right,
we get to torture freshmen.

We got to make this year count.

Exactly.

Which is why I spent all summer

working on my
senior project application.

If I make a kick-ass documentary,

it's gonna help me get into
a kick-ass film school,

which means I need a kick-ass advisor.

And a kick-ass subject.

Why not document a charismatic

tennis star on the cusp of glory?

Know one?

Hey, seriously, bro.

What's your chances of going pro?

Well, depends on how I play this year.

I mean, every tournament counts.

Talk about pressure.

Uh, no.

Pressure is a Persian father
at college application time.

Another tweet from Naomi.

She's at the airport, and the customs guy

is giving her a hard time.

Summer in the Riviera, man?

Naomi's so lucky.

I know. She just bribed
customs guy with a Birkin bag.

Hi, Larry.

One more week, please?

You've been staying here for three months.

And my trust fund kicks in in one more week.

How's your wife like the Birkin bag?

She says it's worthless without

shoes to match.

Well, can you hurry up?
It's been 92 days,

seven hours and six minutes
since I've last seen you.

Dixon, it honestly killed me

when you had to leave Australia.

Look, I... I'm sorry, all right?

But I had to go.

I had no choice.
My parents were splitting up.

Hey! I see you! Turn around.

Hey, I know you stole it, gidget.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Get off of me!

And please stop calling me that!

- Well, then what's this?
- Wh... Oh.

Look at that.
What have we here?

Whatever. You shouldn't have guzzled

my OJ this morning.

Hey!

You must be Dixon.

Let me just say,
you're even more adorable in person.

Dixon, meet Oscar.

Yes, the Oscar.

What Oscar?

Did you not tell him, gidget?

Well, I'm trying to. And seriously,

enough with this gidget thing.

Tell him what?

Oscar is the son of an old family friend.

We've known each other
since we were kids.

And as I recall,

Ivy ran around in her knickers

long after it was appropriate.

Shut up.
Anyways,

he's been staying with us
over the summer,

interning at the record label.

And I've just decided to stay the year.

And I just found this out

upon getting in last night.

You know,

it's practical, really.

See, I graduated last year

with rather mediocre marks,

which means I can't
get into any university

worth the price of admission.

But it's nothing a good old-fashioned

PG year can't fix.

PG?

Uh, postgrad.

Oh. Okay, so, um,
so where will you be staying

for this, uh, PG year?

With Laurel and Ivy of course.

I know.

Okay, I was just, uh,
caught making out with my cell phone.

Not how I imagined
starting my senior year.

Of course, the fact that a soon-to-be

international pop star is on the other end

might up my street cred a little.

Well, this soon-to-be international pop star

wishes she was with you.

Then come back to school.

How about you hang up the phone.

What did Javier say?

Nothing.

I'll talk to you later, okay, baby?

Okay, bye.

Oh, eyelash.

Make a wish.

I wish you would stop

making things so uncomfortable.

I wish you would accept the fact

that Navid is my boyfriend.

That's two.

Things have to change, Javier,
I'm serious.

They will.

Because I'm dropping you from the tour.

What?

I'm not about to keep you afloat

now that we're back in L.A.
and you're throwing Navid

in my face.

Look at the bright side.

You can go back to high school.

Maybe even join glee club.

Hey, Liam.

Screw you.

- Bonjour mon amie!
- Oh!

You made it through customs!

Just barely.

Oh, how it killed me to leave the Riviera.

Ooh, remind me to tell you about
my liaison with Rob Pattinson.

Oh, yeah, he bites.

So who do you have for homeroom?

Mr. Cannon.

That's impossible. He's in London.

He was only teaching
at West Bev for the year.

I know, I thought so, too,
but he's on my schedule.

No, but it has to be a mistake.

Apparently not.

Better beat him to class.

I'll see you at lunch.

Over here.

Are you okay?!

Yeah.

Naomi, it's okay!

It's just an earthquake.
It's just an earthquake.

You look good, Naomi.

Don't look at me like that.

Like what?

You...

Careful.

Don't go spreading lies again.

I look forward to seeing you
around school.

Okay, guys!

Okay, calm down.

I know that was a little frightening.

We're gonna evacuate the building this way.

Come on.

Hello.

I'd like to report a rape.

-- Sync by YYeTs.net --
-- Corrected by icephoenix --

All right, guys, be careful.
Watch your step.

There's broken glass here.

God, I can't believe we're stuck in school.

The waves would be sick after this quake.

Then why not go to the beach?

Because ditching isn't exactly a good way

to start off the school year.

Who said anything about being good?

Look, some of us don't want to have to do

a PG year.

Touché, Brother Dixon.

Touché.

You know,

someone's gonna come eventually.

Look, Liam,
I get why you're mad.

And it's not that I didn't
want to talk to you this summer,

I... I was just overwhelmed
with lawyers

and probation.

You couldn't find five minutes?

I left you that message saying that I hoped

everything went okay.

So... Did it go okay?

Well, that depends on
how you define "okay."

What happened?

Liam, please.

I told my stepfather I stole the coins,
and he kicked me out.

And Jasper lit my boat on fire.

What?!

I had no idea.

Well, that's right,
'cause you didn't return my calls.

I'm so sorry.

I should have been there for you.

You guys okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Good.

Come on.

Okay, thanks. I appreciate that.

You get through to the doctor?

Yep. He'll check my knee out this afternoon.

I'm sure it's fine.
I'll be able to play.

Attention everyone!

Attention!

In light of the earthquake,
West Beverly

has to be inspected for structural damage,

so school is dismissed for the day.

Wait, what?
Who even was that guy?

No, Navid,

don't go.

Okay. Don't high-five me.
Don't high-five me.

Okay, so, look,

I want to take you somewhere special.

School's canceled party!

My house.

Right on.

School's canceled party, my house!

Don't I get a thank you?

Got school dismissed.

What? You?!

Now you can go surfing.

Forgive me for the OJ debacle?

Ah, hell yeah!

Oscar, you... You rock!

Are you kidding?

I can't believe you dressed up like a fireman

and got us out of school.

Genius!

Guys, hold it.
No, guys, the school's... No.

Ah, great.

Hey, Annie, uh, I hear

- you're the envy of the school.
- Hmm?

Because you got me as a senior advisor.

Ah, yes, I mean,
I just haven't told many people

because I don't want to flaunt it.

Ah, that's a good strategy.

- Mmm.
- So did you get my e-mail

about the internship
at the Abbott Playhouse?

Yeah, and I'm not gonna apply.

I'll never get it.

What are you talking about? I mean,

I write one hell of a recommendation.

You know my secret weapon?

Lots of big words, like "assiduous."

Mmm.
Come on.

I mean, the moment they ask what I did

this summer, it's all gonna fall apart.

Saying that I... I was on house arrest

for a hit-and-run

doesn't exactly scream
"qualified candidate."

Well, your records are sealed.

They don't need to know.

Look, give yourself a break.

You paid your dues.

Now you deserve a chance.

So, you'll write that recommendation letter?

It's already written.

I can be pretty assiduous myself.

Now you better hurry up.

That interview's at 11:00.

Thank you, Mr. Matthews.

You got it.

Hey, Jen, it's me, uh, again.

Look, I deserve a chance.

I mean, there was just an earthquake,

and I don't know if you're okay,

and you're carrying my child.

And, uh, just call me back, okay?

Or I'm gonna get a lawyer.

Later.

Hey, Navid, wait!

Oh, Liam, wait, wait!

I know I am

probably the last person
in the world that you want

to help right now,
but my license is still suspended,

and I have to get downtown
because there's this

amazing internship,
and I can't find Dixon anywhere.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

I don't know why I'm doing this.

Aw, this sucks.

It's totally flat. I guess the earthquake

just wasn't big enough.

It's okay. We'll just go somewhere else.

Anyone interested in
taking some jet skis for a spin?

We don't have jet skis.

Astute as ever, Dixon...

We don't, in fact, have jet skis.

However, they do.

You want to steal jet skis?

Of course not.

I want to borrow jet skis.

We'll leave a couple of quid for gas.

Unless you two are scared?

Just scared that I might embarrass

- you out there.
- Oh-ho-ho.

Lights are out because of the quake.

I'm so sorry. I wish your last limo ride

was a little less chaotic.

Ugh! You've made your point,
Javier, okay?

I'm not touring with you.

Doesn't mean my career is over.

Laurel still believes in me.

Believed.

- Oh!
- There's a new girl

the label's throwing their weight behind.

Dominique? I'm sure you've heard of her.

She's similar to you,
but younger, taller, tanner.

Huh. Is that all?

No, she's also thinner.

They're giving her all their good songs.

So what?
I'll write my own.

This is ridiculous.

Could you please just move around them?

Yes, sir.

- You'll write your own songs?
- Mm-hmm.

Please, Adrianna,

the duet you wrote is the only song

I've performed that
hasn't cracked the top 20.

- See this?
- Mm-hmm.

There's ten songs in here
that are gonna be huge hits.

You don't have the gift.

So if I were you, I would...

Hi.

Hey, what do you say we
get rid of Austin Powers here

and go somewhere alone, huh?

I wish.

But I have to buy him a burger

'cause he beat me to the buoy.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. I...

Look, I just don't like the way
he looks at you, okay?

Like, he's seen you in your knickers.

We were five.

They were gremlin underoos.

You're totally overreacting.

He's living at your house.

Yeah, so?

Don't you trust me?

That depends.
Are you gonna be squealing

every time he wants to steal a jet ski?

Okay, one: I don't squeal,
and two: I don't understand why

you're acting like some
jealous freak for no reason here.

Look, maybe if you just...

Oh, don't worry. Me and my girlfriend

have had some spectacular rows.

Trust me, I get it.

Let me give you two some time alone.

You know what? No.

No. I... I owe you a burger,
I'm gonna buy you a burger.

Ivy...

Oh, I'm so glad the doctor cleared him.

He's playing great.

Whoo! Come on, Teddy!

I don't understand
what's keeping Adrianna.

Well, the roads are a mess.

Oh! Whoo!

Ace him!

He's not serving.

You can only ace someone
when you're serving.

Let's just be grateful
I'm using tennis terminology.

When we first started dating,
I told him to serve a no-hitter.

Adrianna's not picking up her phone now.

Match point.

Whoo!
All right, baby!

So I spent most of the summer holed up

watching movies,

just trying to forget.

I really thought I could

since I wasn't gonna him again,

But now that I am, I...

I can't. I just can't.

You didn't get a rape kit?

Did you tell anyone what happened?

No!

It was...

It was humiliating.

I felt ashamed...

like I deserved it.

Naomi, listen to me.

You did not deserve it.

You didn't ask for it
and you didn't provoke it.

Yes, I did.

Last year,

I accused this guy
of sexual harassment.

And I made it up.

Which is another reason

why I didn't feel
like I could come forward.

Does this mean I don't have a case?

No. I think you should
still press charges.

You're just gonna have

to prepare yourself for a very messy trial.

His attorneys will try to attack you,

they'll drag you through the mud.

And if I don't want to
go through all of that, then what?

He just gets to go on and
live the rest of his life

while I'm left like this?

I can't sleep.

When I'm talking to people,
it's like I'm not even there.

It's like I'm watching
this person who looks like me

and sounds like me,
but it's not me anymore.

It's this stranger who doesn't want anyone

to touch her or look at her.

Let me refer you to a counseling service.

It may help

for you to talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

I don't want to go through a whole trial

just to end up in the same place,
but worse,

because then everyone
will know and they'll think

I'm some lying sociopath.

No! God, this was a bad idea.

Wait.

If there's anything I can do...

Can you turn me back into
the person I was before that night?

Because that's all I want.

Come on, Ade, pick up.

We have an 11-44.

Dead on arrival.

I can't believe Javier's dead.

Miss, is there someone you can call?

To pick you up?

Uh, yeah, my boyfriend.

Oh, wait, this isn't...

Hmm?

Nothing. Forget it.

Thank you so much for
bringing these dresses.

I knew I wouldn't have time
to swing by the store.

It's our pleasure.

Okay, you have to help me choose.

I want an outfit that's gonna
make me feel confident,

I've been laying low recently,

and I just need
something that says "I'm back."

Well, nothing says
you're back like backless.

Plus, it'll make your ass look like

a ripe little melon.

All right, backless it is.

Thank you, girls.

So that one's gonna be $400.

Oh, yeah, actually, I'm a little

short on cash right now.

I was thinking I could
get it on layaway?

Naomi, we're running a business here.

Come on. What are friends for?

Friends wouldn't ask friends

to give them dresses for free.

Okay, bitch.

What did you say?

I called her a bitch.

I'm sorry.

I meant, ho.

Kim, that's it. We're out of here!

You better stay out of our store.

Gladly, actually.

When I get my trust fund, you'll be sorry.

Oh, and one more thing, Kim,

just so you know,

whenever you're on "Who wore it best?"

I vote for the other girl.

What would you say is your biggest strength?

And weakness?

Okay, well, strength?

Um, I guess would be my enthusiasm.

I'm generally a pretty positive person.

And, uh, weakness?

Um, I can be a bit of a perfectionist.

Oh.

So, what'd you do this summer?

Uh... Well, this summer, um,

I just... I decided to just lay low,

you know, since it's my last summer

before college.

I wanted to spend time with the family,

and I read a couple good books,
you know.

Well, guess you can't expect
to have an earthquake

without a few aftershocks.

Yeah, that's true.

I mean, after something big happens,

you can't just go on pretending
like nothing happened,

because there are always aftershocks.

I mean, there have to be aftershocks.

I'm not sure I'm following you.

No. I... I know.

I'm sorry.

Um... Okay.

Look, the truth is,

I didn't lay low this summer.

I was actually on house arrest,

Because last year I was
involved in a hit-and-run.

And I, um...

I accidentally killed a man,

and as much as I want to
put this behind me,

I can't.

It's part of who I am now,

and I am done keeping secrets,
and... and I know

that I shouldn't be telling you this

because I'm never
going to get this internship,

and not only is it
exactly what I want to do,

but I could really use the money

because I have all these legal bills

and my father just moved out,
and...

And I don't know why I'm still talking.

Um, well, there is a weakness.

I... I ramble when I'm nervous.

Um... So good luck

with the rest of your search.

I am sure you are going to
find someone great.

Someone who is a hard worker

and would love this job

the way that I would have.

Power's still out.

Hmm.

- Very interesting.
- What?

My father says a person's music
is a window into their soul.

Of course, he's always
been partial to cliché.

And booze.

So, what does my music collection
say about me?

Uh... Roberta Flack,
Rufus Wainwright.

You're much more sentimental

than you'd like to admit.

Oh, it's nothing to be ashamed about.

I'm quite sentimental myself.

Mmm.

For example,
I'll always remember that I shared

my first little earthquake with gidget.

Don't call me that.

Did you know that "little earthquake"

was a euphemism for an orgasm?

Ivy.

Ivy.

That must have been some dream, gidget.

What?

- Are you ready to go to the party?
- Yeah.

Uh...

Sorry. I'm just going to...

Went that well, huh?

No. It went horribly.

But I did it, Liam.

I said I wanted to be
a different person this year...

No lying, no hiding... and...

And so I just told her
about the accident,

and... and it was such a relief!

No lying, no hiding.

Mmm. No. No.

This is exactly why I didn't call you

back this summer... 'cause I was afraid

that this was going to happen.

Okay, if this is about Naomi,
she's clearly over me.

It doesn't matter.

She's my friend, and friends

don't date friends' ex-boyfriends.

Well, good news...
I'm not attracted to Jasper.

Okay, fine.
Naomi doesn't have to know.

No. No lying, no hiding,
remember?

So, what does that mean?

Where does that leave us?

I mean, we can still be friends.

Well, what if I don't want to be friends?

Then what?

Then, I guess we're not friends.

You sure I can't get you
something to eat?

No, I'm okay.

Laurel, hey.

Oh, Ade, hang on, hang on.

Okay? Bye, Mom.

Mmm. Bye. Drive safely, okay?

Yeah.

Bye.

Babe, I... I just heard.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I just... I can't believe he's gone.

Neither can I.

I've known that kid
since he was 12.

Make sure to
take care of yourself, okay?

I'm guessing you're going to be
pretty sore tomorrow.

Yeah, I probably will.

Um, Laurel, hold on a second.

Maybe a little bit of soup would be good.

Say no more.

Thank you.

Hey.

Okay, I... I know that this...

I know that this is really weird timing,

but, um... I mean,
I should still plan on coming

to the studio next week, right?

You know, to talk about
plans for my album.

Babe... I... I d...
I d... I did not want

to get into this now.

Okay, I'm going to
give it to you straight.

Things have cooled off a little
on the Adrianna front.

Okay, it happens all the time.

You're new, there's heat,

and then a song doesn't perform

as well as expected and...

Laurel, you don't understand

how important this is to me.

Okay, I... I dropped out of school
because singing

is the only thing I want to do.

And I'm not saying it's over.

Okay, it's... it's just...

on hold.

Okay.

Look, um...

I have a lot of new material.

Okay, really great stuff

that no one's heard.

Will you just take a listen to it, please?

Of course, babe. You know I will.

Thank you.

Take care of yourself, okay?

And... and I'll check in
with you tomorrow.

Bye.

I just feel so badly for him.

You should have seen his face

when the doctor told him
he tore his ACL.

I mean, best case scenario...
He's out for the year.

And that's best case
because he might not

ever get his full range of motion back.

Whoa!
Whoa, careful!

Who cares?

Joanna's parents won't be back
for at least a week.

We'll just blame it all on the earthquake.

Oh, hey. Look who's here.

You came.

- Hey!
- Yeah, why wouldn't I?

It's not like I got to
train in the morning.

My whole life, I've had to get up early,

watch what I eat, get enough sleep.

Now it's time to have some fun.

Mmm.

To...

moving on.

Moving on sounds good to me.

Is that a freshman?

What the hell's she doing here?

So, um...
Did you drive here?

Drunk?

No. No, not drunk.

Buzzed.

Ooh, speaking of...

I'm running low on booze.

Hey.

Maybe you should slow down.

Maybe I don't want to slow down.

Teddy, come on.

I know you're upset.

Yeah, I'll say.

I pretty much destroyed my life.

Don't blame yourself.
You couldn't have known.

The doctor cleared you to play.

Wrong.

What?

He told me to rest my knee
for six weeks,

and I didn't listen.

So here we are.

Ah.

It's going to be okay.

How, huh?

I may never play again.

Then, you'll find
something else you love.

- It's not that easy.
- I... I didn't...

And obviously,
you don't understand,

because you've
never been great at anything.

Don't take this out on me.

So... just call me back.

Okay? I want to talk to you.

Me, too.

Hey. I thought you had
your family dinner thing tonight.

I did, but...

I had to apologize first.
Look, I'm so sorry.

I was acting like a jealous freak.

- Look, it's okay.
- No, no, no. It's...

- It's not. I trust you. I complete...
- Dixon.

I'm the one who needs to be apologizing.

I mean, you had these plans,
and then I ruined them.

But... If you want to tell me
what we were going to do...

Oh, well... I was going to take you

down to your favorite taco truck.

Yeah.

And possibly have
Pedro play reggae

while you scarfed down your carnitas.

Hey, I don't scarf.

All right?

I wolf.

Oh. I'm sorry.

I stand corrected.

So, as you wolfed them down,

I was going to tell you something.

What?

Not now.

You know,
I wanted the moment to be special.

The song,
sauce running down your chin.

That kind of thing.

Tell me now.

Come on, tell me.

Well, I was gonna tell you...

that I love you.

I love you, too.

I really do.

Hey, Naomi.

Naomi.

Can I tell you something
I have always wanted

to tell you but I never could

'cause I'm not usually this hammered?

On Mondays.

You are...

hot.

Thanks.

Hey, wait up.

I thought you were the kind of girl

who likes being told she's hot.

Yeah, I do.

I'm... I just hear it so often, it gets old.

What?

I don't know.

There's just something

- different about you.
- No, there's not.

It's like, um,
it's like Katie Holmes after Tom Cruise.

You know, still hot,

but different.

There's nothing different about me.

I'm just the same as I was before.

Before what?

Doesn't matter.

Let's go upstairs.

And tell your guys they can come, too.

7:59.
Made it home under the wire.

Whoa.

This place looks like
it was hit with an earthquake.

Is it 8:00 already?

Okay, um, Dixon,
why don't you set the table.

But be careful

because it's dark over there.

Mom, Mom, uh,
maybe we should just go out.

No, I cook every year.

I know, but, Mom,
things are different.

It wasn't even that big an earthquake.

We're not talking about the earthquake.

Things are different
because Dad's living

45 minutes away.

Things are different

because you guys are separated.

Okay, I know that.

You don't think I know that?

We don't know.

I mean, ever since he
moved away a month ago,

you've been acting
like everything's fine.

Well, what would you like me to do,
cry all the time?

Because I really don't feel
like crying all the time.

No, Mom, we don't want you
to cry all the time.

But sometimes... It's okay.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

It's okay.

Ah, come here.

Oh.

I'm the one who's supposed
to be taking care of you guys.

Look, Mom, and you do,

but every now and then,

you got to let us
take care of you, too, okay?

Yeah.
Okay.

Okay, we should eat the cold cuts

because they're gonna go bad.

But, um, the ice cream
will go bad faster.

Hey, at least drink some milk.

Yes, ma'am.

Potato chip, anybody?

- Thank you.
- Wait, wait.

Those are not perishable.

Mm, they're not?
My mistake.

Hello?

Annie.

Hi. It's Katherine Upton.

Oh.

I... I won't keep you long.

I just wanted to offer you the internship.

Shut up!

I... I mean, don't shut up.

I mean...

Why?

No, I mean thank you.

Thank you so much.

You're so welcome.

And as for the "why,"
you had a great resume,

you had a lot of passion,

and frankly,
I really admired your honesty.

So, I'll see you next Monday, right?

Perfect.

Th... that sounds great.

I look forward to it.

Bye, Annie.

Bye.

I got the internship!

- Yeah!
- I got it!

Good for you.

- Thank you.
- That's great.

I think I found the perfect girl.

She's beautiful, she's responsible,

and she just might be
desperate enough to do it.

What are you waiting for?

Yeah! Yeah! Come on!

Take it off!

Ah, yeah. Whoo!

Yeah, Naomi!

Take it off!

- Yeah!
- What the hell?

Take it off! Yeah!

All right, show's over!

Everybody out!

Come on, let's go!

Everybody out!

Everybody out!

Let's go.

Out.

Oh, wow.

What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

Gidget, is it just me,
or is our sexual tension palpable?

What?

Visceral.

Unequivocal.

In American parlance,

Wood-inducing.

No.

You're, like, my...

I mean, I... I have a...
a boyfriend, okay?

And what about your girlfriend?

Perhaps that was a generous term.

She and I have an open relationship.

Well, uh, Dixon and I don't.

So you should leave.

Certainly.

But if you change your mind...

I'll be just down the hall.

Miss me?

The summer's over.

Ivy's back.

We really have to stop this.

And we will.

After tonight.

What were you thinking?

Relax.

I'm a sexual person.

I always have been,
always will be.

It's not a big deal.

Sex is just a random physical act.

Mm!

Kind of like tennis, actually.

You don't believe that.

Yes, I do.

Want some?

Why are you so uncomfortable?

Is it because you want

to have sex with me?

God, what are you talking about?

Come on, let's just do it.

I'm telling you, it's not a big deal.

Silver, wait!

♪ And this is me ♪

♪ saying I don't want to cry. ♪

♪ I'm saying good-bye. ♪

♪ Good-bye,
good-bye, ♪

♪ good-bye,
good-bye. ♪

Can I tell you the truth?

I... I was always a little...

lukewarm on your original material,

but that song, Ade,

that's the best thing
that you've ever written.

Hey, don't worry.

Laurel is gonna love it.

Hello?

Wow. I'm thrilled.

I was hoping

to get you as my advisor.

Me, too.

We're going to have a great time together.

-- Sync by YYeTs.net --
-- Corrected by icephoenix --