Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 2, Episode 10 - Necessity Is a Mother - full transcript

Dylan's long-estranged, beatnik, zen-freak mother Iris, whom he can't stand, comes for a visit from Hawaii, apparently to stay, which causes him to return to drinking which soon lands him in trouble at a local billiards club after...

- Put it down here.
- All right. Five bucks.

Taking off already?

Yeah, l gotta get home.

- Dinner with Mom.
- Yeah.

l had a mother once.

Hey, your game's
getting pretty solid, McKay.

Well, thanks. What's the damage?

- Let's see. Three hours, right?
- Yep.

That'll be 1 5 bucks.

You know, McKay,

you're about the last guy who'd ever
struck me as being a mama's boy.



Hey, you hurry back, McKay, huh?
We'll be here.

Dylan, honesty is the key.

You have to tell your mom
how you feel. Get it out on the table.

Forget that psychobabble, Kelly.

That only works
for deep-seated emotional crises.

Parents are another problem.

You tell her
whatever she wants to hear,

and then do what you want.

Parents are oblivious anyway.

lt's not like we all come
from what you'd call

your normal, stable
family backgrounds.

l mean, look what l've been
through with mine, booze and drugs.

Our households
aren't exactly Walsh heaven.

Hey, leave our parents out of this.



We should all be so lucky.

l just can't hang
with a 24-hour live-in mom.

You'll get used to it, pal.

l don't think so.

l'm worried about him.

Come on, Bren.
l've seen him go through worse.

Yeah,
but he's ditched school all week.

- He's been really moody.
- He's always moody.

Besides, moms are supposed
to drive you crazy.

Yeah, well, lris McKay
is certainly doing a good job of that.

- Have you met her yet?
- No.

But l just can't wait.

Three weeks ago,
when school started

and you enrolled
into lntro to Economics,

who thought that some of you
would get so rich so quickly?

Go ahead
and pass these back, please.

Let's see here.
Steve, biotechs are doing very nicely.

Kelly, you caught lBM at the bottom.
Nice.

David, you went out on a limb
with the entertainment issues.

But l must say,
the most well-rounded portfolio,

the one with the highest return,

- is yours, Donna.
- Me?

l had you choose
this imaginary portfolio of stocks

to show you how the stock market
works. But l must say, Donna,

you have a real knack for this.
Your picks are keeping pace

with some of the best mutual funds
in the country.

Well, if anybody can spot a bargain,
Donna can.

Next time.

Guys, guys, guys, why are we
jerking around with make-believe?

- What are you talking about?
- Let's do it for real.

- How real?
- We've all got something stashed.

- Birthday presents, Christmas.
- You're crazy.

My dad lost his shirt
in the stock-market crash of '87.

And l like my shirt, okay?

Yeah. My mom dated a broker once.
My money stays in the bank.

Guys, no guts, no glory.

Show them
what you're made out of.

- Let's take free enterprise for a ride.
- l don't know.

Donna, you're great at this.

lf we'd been playing for real,

we would've made a bundle
off your picks.

Donna, don't be stupid.

Steve's right. You heard Mr. Slater.
l'm good at this.

That was fantasyland.

Well, it doesn't have to be.

So l'm thinking of going blond again.

Or maybe bald, you know,
go for that Sinead look.

- What?
- You haven't heard a word l've said.

l'm sorry, l just--

l got something else on my mind.

Yeah, your mother.

l don't wanna talk about it, Bren.

Well, l do.

Dylan, l can't stand
to see you so miserable.

What is she doing here?

Who?

That's my mother's car.

Here?

Yeah. She's either looking for me

or she's in there
reading your mom's palm.

Well, Bren, looks like you finally
get to meet the mamacita.

You rub your hands like that,

and truly, you can feel
the earth pulsate.

Really.

- Hi.
- Hi.

lris, what are you doing here?

l called looking for you
and Cindy invited me over.

- Hope you don't mind.
- Why should l?

Dylan,
aren't you going to introduce us?

Yeah. Brenda, this is lris.
lris, Brenda.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you, Brenda.

Actually, l already know
a lot about you.

You're strong-willed, loving
and intensely loyal, aren't you?

Yeah. That's just about right.

But your astrological chart
didn't reveal how pretty you are.

Thanks.

You know, your mom and l
have a lot in common, Dylan.

- You do?
- Oh, yes, we're children of the '60s.

Where have all
the flower children gone?

Gone to power children. Yuppies.

Yeah. Life was a lot simpler

when you could still thumb a ride
anywhere in the world.

Mom, did you hitchhike?

Well, across campus.

Does Dad know?

Those were the days, huh, Bren?

Too bad we missed out
on all the fun.

Listen, Brenda, why don't you
help me set the table?

Dylan and his mom
are staying for dinner.

We are?

One thousand three hundred
thirty-one dollars and fourteen cents.

About to be flushed
right down the drain.

lt's my money, Kelly.
l can do what l want with it.

l'd like to close my account.

- Can l see some lD?
- Oh, sure.

- One moment, please.
- Okay.

Donna, you worked so hard
for this money.

Just think of how long it takes
for a whole year to go by

before you get to another birthday,
and all the bribes for good grades.

And the babysitting money?
Remember how scared you get

being home alone in
somebody else's house late at night?

Donna, don't blow it. And don't
let Steve talk you into this, okay?

How do you want it?

- ln an envelope?
- l meant, big bills, small bills?

Oh, whatever you've got.

Seeing on how she's just planning on
throwing it away anyway.

Why are you trying to ruin this?

Somebody has to.
Donna, you're just being stupid.

One hundred, 200, 300, 400, 500,
600, 700, 800, 900,

1 ,000, 1 00, 200, 300, 20,
$31 and 1 4 cents.

Thank you.

Might as well just go ahead
and give me that 1 4 cents.

Because that's all you're gonna
have left when this thing's over.

l can't believe
how L.A. has changed since l left.

l mean, take Melrose.

ln 1 980, it was all low-rent auto-parts
and hardware stores.

Paved paradise
and put up a parking lot.

Not Hana, though.
That is my little piece of heaven.

- Oh, Maui sounds so beautiful.
- Just tell me when you're ready.

l have a tree house sitting on top
of a pineapple mountain.

Right, Dylan?

lt's paradise.

So, lris,
what did you do for work in Hawaii?

l sold T-shirts on the beach.

And l joined
an archaeological expedition.

But mostly, l just mellowed.

Mellowed?

lt's a great place to drop
your inhibitions, Jim, you know.

Grow a beard. Swim naked.

How alternative.

Oh, come on, Dad, let's do it.
Let's just drop out for a while.

A couple of weeks in Hawaii
doesn't sound bad to me right now.

lt is a magical place.

You should have seen Dylan
when he was there.

lt even mellowed him out.

lt didn't mellow me out.
l was bored out of my gourd.

Cindy, did l tell you
what the psychic told me

- about my son when he was little?
- Please.

Dylan, it's no big deal.

l told you l don't wanna hear it.
Excuse me.

Dylan, wait.

Sweetheart, chill out.

l will, outside.

Excuse me.

That woman
is driving me up the wall, Bren.

Dylan, l'm sure she's not trying to.
She's probably just trying to be a mom.

Well,
l wish she wouldn't try so hard.

Remember a couple of weeks ago
when we went on that camping trip?

You were complaining
that she didn't care enough.

l mean, which is it, Dylan?

l don't know anymore.

Look, just calm down.
l'm sure she means well.

l can't. She's here to stay and there's
not a damn thing l can do about it.

Dylan, it's getting late.

Good little boys have to go
to bed early on a school night.

Thank you so much for dinner,
for everything.

- l feel l've found a real friend.
- Me too.

Good night.

Good night, Brenda.
You are a magical young lady.

Nice meeting you.

- l'll call you later.
- Bye.

l don't know.

l thought she was a little...
Eccentric be the right word?

l think the word is weird.

l don't know, l kind of liked her.

Me too.
Felt like l'd known her for years.

Mom, it must have been
in another life.

Brenda.

No, look, it doesn't matter
what any of us think of lris, anyway.

She's driving Dylan nuts.

Dylan, how long
have you been seeing Brenda?

Why?

Well, you may not notice it,

but she has
an extremely negative aura.

What?

Nothing like Cindy.

ln fact, it's hard to believe
that they are mother and daughter.

Cindy is so spiritual and Brenda is...

Well, such a Scorp.
A Scorpio. You're a Libra.

You are totally wrong for each other.

l don't wanna argue,
so l'm only gonna say this one time.

Brenda Walsh,
my relationship with her,

are none of your business.

Do you understand me?

Well, excuse me.

Where are you going?
lt's almost midnight.

Don't wait up.

- Hey, McKay.
- How you doing?

Bobby Falcone been looking for you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

You must be getting pretty good
if Falcone wants to play you.

Well, you know...

Hey, can l get you something?

Yeah, whatever you got on tap
will be fine.

You got it, you got it.

Hey, man, you don't have to
flash that fake lD

every time you come in here,
you know.

- Thanks, man.
- Yeah, no problem.

Hey, you want a shot with that?

Sure, why not?

You got it.

Brandon,
give me that headline again.

''West Beverly swimmers
claim victory.''

Subhead: ''Beverly Hills sinks.''

Okay, got it.

- Great. Slug it in.
- Okay.

Brandon,
what would l do without you?

You guys, l've got to talk to you.

Brenda,
we're about to put the paper to bed.

Okay, what is it?

Dylan has flipped out.

He ditched school again today.
That's the third time this week.

- Where does he go all day?
- l don't know. He won't tell me.

He says his mother
is driving him crazy.

Brenda, it's his problem.

Brenda, there's probably nothing
we can do but listen.

You're already doing that.

Yeah, l guess.

ls his mom really that bad?

- No.
- Yes.

Oh, come on, Brandon.
She's a space case.

- So she's a little flaky.
- A little?

Do you know
what she's doing today?

She took our mother to a mind gym.

A mind gym?

- Hey, Brandon.
- Yeah?

What's with Dylan?
He doesn't look so good.

l don't know.

ls it Brenda again?

No. l think it's his mother.

He's got a mother?

Well, not your
garden-variety, average mom.

But, yeah, sure, he's got one.

When you skip school
three days in a row, l worry about you.

l was just blowing off some steam.
l'll be back tomorrow.

Where were you?

Around.

l'm fine, Bren.

You don't look fine, Dylan.

Here you go, guys.

Dylan, how you doing?

l am fine.

See, he's fine. What'd l tell you?

Dylan, remember, there's a trig test
first period tomorrow.

Already?

lf you wanna study together,
why don't you come over after dinner?

Like around 8, okay?
And l'll get you through it.

Sure.

Listen, l gotta go.

Dylan, wait a second.

What?

Are you sure you're okay?

Bye, Bren.

Good?

l feel like l'm floating.

Now, this is my favourite.

Ginger, garlic, orange. Thanks.

Sounds strong.

Try it.

You get a real rush from the garlic.

l'll say.

Natural high.

So how long before the bliss fades
and l turn back into a mom?

l guarantee it'll last
at least through dinner.

Do you come here a lot?

Once, twice a week.
l just get so fried.

Tell me the truth.

Do your kids actually talk to you?

Brenda and Brandon?
Most of the time, l can't shut them up.

Well, Dylan takes after his father,
you know?

Dylan's had a tough time of it lately.

Well, l don't need to tell you.

Maybe you do.

You probably know him
better than l do.

No, l didn't mean that.

No, l know, l know.

l appreciate your friendship.

You know, from what l remembered
of Beverly Hills,

l expected to be treated like a pariah
for having walked out on my son.

l'm not judging you, lris.

l know.

Well, let me tell you,
it's not what you think.

No.

l can't erase the past.

But maybe l can do something
about the future.

Yes, l think we'll start
with the beluga caviar and the blini.

And, l don't know, Donna, how does
the Chateaubriand sound to you?

- Perfect.
- Great.

And, of course,
a bottle of your best champagne.

- What's with you guys?
- We're rich.

Right. Three days ago we bought
some stock and it went up.

Up? lt went through the roof!
lt exploded!

Steve, that's just the paper profits.
To make some money, we need to sell.

Sell? Sell? Donna,
haven't you ever heard of equity?

Give yourself some credit.
You're a genius, Donna.

She may look like a dumb blond,
but she's the wizard of Wall Street.

Winners?

Mr. Falcone.

Nine ball. Over there.

l just won.

So the prince of Beverly Hills
wants to lose some money, huh?

lf you say so.

How's 50 a game sound?

Sounds good.

Lag for break?

After you.

What is this?
lt is so spicy, l can't even eat it.

lt's a place that Dylan's mother
recommended in West Hollywood

called Pakistani Palace.

- lt is a little hot.
- Oh, Jim, it's not hot. lt's invigorating.

l'm beginning to see stars.
Could you pass the water, please?

Now lris has you going off
the deep end, doesn't she?

Now, Brenda, there's nothing wrong
with trying something new.

You know, if she's such a free spirit,
why can't she lighten up on Dylan?

Because she's his mother.

And whether he likes it or not,
he's her responsibility.

From what she's been telling me,
he hasn't made it easy for her either.

Well, maybe not.

But she's got Dylan
wound up like a spring.

l mean, if she doesn't back off,
he's gonna snap.

Guess that's an ace.

Yeah. Pretty good.

Well, that's it for me tonight,
rich kid.

Anytime, Falcone, anytime.

Brenda?

lt's okay, Mom. lt's just Dylan.

Do you know what time it is?
You were supposed to be here at 8:00.

l'm sorry, Bren. Forgive me.

You've been drinking.

l'm a big boy.

ls this what you meant by
''blowing off steam''?

Oh, lighten up, Bren.
l'm under control.

No, you're not, Dylan. Look at you.

So where do your parents
keep the liquid?

Are you crazy?
My parents will hear you.

l'm sorry.

What, no Scotch?

l just want a shot.

Dylan, don't do this.

Brenda, l already have
one woman in my life

who thinks she's my mother, okay?

Damn it, Dylan, if you are going
to drink, get the hell out of my house.

l thought l could count on you.

Thanks for listening.

Brandon, that was Dylan downstairs.
He was drunk.

Oh, no.

He got into the liquor cabinet,
and l threw him out.

- Did l screw up?
- No.

He's been clean for so long.

Not exactly.

What do you mean?

lt was on the camping trip,
l didn't wanna tell you.

What?

lt was just a couple
little airline bottles of booze.

l didn't wanna make a big deal of it.

Brandon, it is a big deal.
Dylan's a recovering alcoholic.

Yes, l'm aware of that,
Brenda, thank you.

lt's his mother's fault.
She's driving him crazy.

You think his mother's
driving him to drink, Bren? Come on.

Life's a little more complicated.
You and l don't go get drunk

every time we have
a fight with Mom and Dad.

Yeah, well, he was fine
until she got here.

Maybe.

But she's not the one
pouring booze down his throat.

At some point
in every investor's experience

comes a moment of truth.

You've made some money
on a stock.

Do you sell or do you hold?

Steve, it's time to unload.

What are you, crazy?
We're on a roll.

We tripled our money. Let's get out.

Donna, perhaps you'd like to
share this with the rest of us?

l don't think so.

Why not? She's the big expert.

Okay.

l just don't think that when someone
buys stock, they should get greedy.

You make a profit, you get out.

Steve?

Well, what if you get out too soon
and miss out on a major jump?

Well, it's like the song says:

''You gotta know when to hold them,
know when to fold them.''

You're out of here.

- You're wimping out on me.
- l am not.

l'm taking a profit. An honest profit.

- Yeah?
- lt's the way of the game.

Well, Bernie says hold out.

He says the major players are trying
to scare out the little people like us.

And they're gonna push it
through the roof.

- You called Bernie?
- Yeah.

And frankly, when Bernie Goldfinger
talks, l listen, Donna.

Well, what if he's wrong?

Don't be stupid.

Bernie's an expert. We're not selling.

Morning, all.

Oh, you decided to come to school.
To what do we owe the honour?

Good morning.

l'm sorry about last night.

- Dylan, you've been drinking.
- Bren, would l come to school drunk?

You smell like a brewery.
l better get you out of here.

Man, hey, l'm fine.
Besides, l got a trig test.

Oh, l'm sure you'll ace that one.

Oh, shut up, Kelly.

You know, there's one thing worse
than a drunk, that's a mean drunk.

l suddenly have the urge
to just get the hell out of here.

So why don't you
give my regards to trig?

Dylan. Brandon,
you've gotta do something.

Look, it's his problem.
Just don't get sucked in, all right?

l don't care.
Brandon, you can't let him drink.

l'll do what l can.

Brenda,
you're making a big mistake.

Dylan is gonna do
what he's gonna do.

But l can't stand by and let him do it.

Bren, he's an alcoholic.

l know that, Kelly.

Do you know what that means?

Look, l love him so much.
l can't stand to see him get hurt.

l know, it's hard.

But just trust me,
you have to let him hit bottom.

What does that mean, hit bottom?
l mean, that sounds so final.

Brenda,
you just have to have some faith.

lt wasn't easy watching my mom
degrade herself night after night.

When she was drunk,
l wanted to kill her.

When she was sick,
it tore my heart out.

But l learned that l just had to
let her go through it by herself.

Because the more l tried to help,
the worse it got.

You know why?
Because l was there.

And as long as l was there,
she knew she could keep on drinking

and l'd be there
to pick up the pieces.

Bren, you can love him,
but you can't save him.

Can't let you drive, pal.

l'm fine.

Anywhere you wanna go,
l'll take you.

l just don't wanna scrape you
off a telephone pole today.

lt's this thing l got against it,
you know.

Anywhere?

Anywhere.

Your friend's pretty good.

He took a lot of money
off me yesterday.

Really, how much?

Five hundred.

Dollars?

Don't worry, kid.
l already won it back.

Your shot, man.

Haven't you had
enough of this, man?

- We've been here all day.
- l can't walk out on this game, Bran.

l'm hot, never been this hot.
l'm gonna wipe this guy out.

What are you talking about?
You lost 500 bucks already.

That was his money.

Dylan, you're not making sense.

This guy's playing you for a chump.
How long you gonna keep this up?

Till l'm numb.

Till l forget where l am and why
l came here in the first place, all right?

What do l do?

Should l call the police, hospitals?

He's not at the library,
he's not at that Peach Pit place.

Look, lris,
l know what you're going through.

l mean, l can never get to sleep

until the two of them
are safe in their beds and asleep.

But it's only 1 0:30.

l know, but l think
he's drinking, Cindy.

Sometimes he doesn't get in
till 2, 3 in the morning.

Well, now, if this has been going on
for some time,

why are you so worried tonight?

Because last night,
he didn't come home at all.

You know, Brenda said
everybody was going to the movies.

He's probably with them.

Well, then why didn't he call?

l don't know how much longer l can
take this. This isn't working, Cindy.

l don't know how to do this.

But you don't have much choice,
do you?

l mean, you're his mother.

Well, that's easier said than done.

- Hi.
- lsn't Brandon with you?

- Where's Dylan?
- l don't know.

- Oh, my God.
- Why, what's wrong?

l am calling the police
and the hospitals.

Would somebody first
please tell me what's going on?

Has Dylan been drinking?

Yes. But Brandon made sure
he didn't drive.

Well, maybe he should have
made sure he didn't drink.

Where do you get off
criticizing Brandon?

He has been there for Dylan
whenever Dylan needed him,

which is a lot more
than l can say for you.

Brenda.

Sorry, Mom, it is true.

Why else do you think
Dylan's falling apart?

Brandon is with him?

Yes.

Okay. lf he's with Brandon,
then he's fine.

Well, that's it, rich kid. l'm done.

Hey, man, you gotta give me
a chance to get even here.

No, l don't gotta do anything.

l said l'm done, l'm done.
Pay up.

Funny, l don't see you
reaching into your pocket.

That's because l don't have it.

You play pool, you carry cash.

l told you when we started
that l don't take any lOUs.

Well, then l guess
you don't get paid.

- He'll get it, man. He's good for it.
- Brandon, stay out of it.

You wanna go for a walk?
ls that what you're saying to me?

Come on, man.

Come on, man, he's had enough.

That was just to let you know
that l'm serious.

lt's the next time that l get mean.
So don't mess with me.

Bring cash tomorrow.

Let's go.

Dylan. Dylan, you okay, pal?
You all right?

Yeah.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Where have you been?

Brandon, it's a school night.
Do you know what time it is?

- What are you doing here?
- l've been worried sick.

- Oh, please, spare me.
- Brandon.

Sorry. We lost track of the time.

You lost track of the time?
lt's almost 1 :00.

- Where were you?
- Hanging out.

We were at a pool hall.
l got in a game.

lt's like Brandon said,
we lost track of time.

Oh, my God.

Do you always get a fat lip
when you play?

- l lost some money.
- How much?

- Eight hundred dollars.
- l can't handle this.

You never could handle anything,
could you?

Don't you speak to me like that.

l do not deserve
to be spoken to in that way.

Well, how should l speak to you?
With respect?

Or like someone who walked out
on me when l was 6 years old?

l'm sorry.
Would you excuse us for a minute?

l need to talk to my son.

Brenda, come on.
Everybody, into the kitchen.

All right, are you involved in this?

No, Dad. l was just trying to help him
cool out a little bit.

- l did the best job l could.
- Oh, Dylan.

l think the time for feeling sorry
for Dylan is over.

l know.

How can you say that?

Brenda,
the kind of problems that Dylan has

take a long time to build up.

Now, we've all been there for him.

But there's only so much
that any of us can do.

You're abandoning him.

You said that you would stand by him,
that you'd help him.

Brenda, he has a mother now.

Yeah, that's the trouble.

Then he's gonna have to
work it out with her.

And, Brenda, until Dylan shows
he can get a grip on his life,

l don't want you seeing him.

Do you understand?

Dylan, l admit it,
l don't know what to do.

l do not know how to handle you.

l'm not your problem.

You're my responsibility.

Really? Since when?

lf you're trying to hurt me...

...you're succeeding.

Tell me why.

Why should l all of a sudden
start listening to you?

Because l am your mother
and l love you.

Oh, please,
let's not bring love into this.

Dylan.

Dylan!

Oh, this is ridiculous.

l don't know how to be a mother.

lris, it's not something
you can figure out in just one month.

l've been working at it
full-time for over 1 6 years.

When Jack was arrested,
l thought to myself,

finally, l get my son back.

l thought l'll just move right on in.

Oh, God, what a fool.

Oh, lris, don't say that.

He needs you,
whether he realizes it or not.

Cindy, that is a beautiful platitude,
but let's not kid ourselves.

l walked out on my son.

Why should l expect him
ever to forgive me for that?

Or even want to understand why?

He's right.

l don't deserve
to be a part of his life.

Dylan, my father says l can't see you
until you get your life together.

Yeah, well, he's probably right.

l don't wanna lose you, Dylan.
Not this time.

l'll be all right, Bren. Promise.

Hey!

Hey, did you see this?

- Did you see this?
- What?

Well, that wonderful company
you picked for us

to invest our life savings in
is having a little problem.

What's wrong?

Well, it says that L.A. Sharp's shoe
factory in Korea burned to the ground.

We're gonna lose everything.

Why do l listen to you
and your stupid ideas?

Well, maybe you should have
listened to me.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- l told you we should have sold.

But no, you had to go and be greedy,
Mr. Big Shot.

- So say it, l told you so.
- l told you so.

Great, 20/20 hindsight.

Well, it's not exactly hindsight.

What's that mean?

l sold.

- You what?
- Yeah, yesterday.

Right after you called me
a stupid wimp, right?

- You did not.
- l did.

And l made a lot of money
and l'm not stupid.

And don't either of you
ever call me stupid again.

Thank you.

l think we ought to get her to pick us
another stock. What do you say, Kel?

l'm in.

What time is it?

Noon. Made you breakfast.

Real food. Thanks.

Dylan, the things you said
last night--

l'm sorry. l was just a little out of it.

But you were right.

l thought l could come here, that...

That l could make up
for all those lost years.

l can't.

So where does that leave us?

Dylan, l'm here for you.

But you don't need a full-time mom
any more than l know how to be one.

You've been on your own
for a while.

And from what Cindy Walsh tells me,
you take pretty good care of yourself.

Well, that's when you don't have
a mother around

to throw a wrench in the works.

Maybe l didn't give you a chance.

No.

But the best thing that l can do for you
is to give you your freedom.

l'm gonna go back to Hawaii.

What?

l know that some people may say
that l'm copping out.

That things got a little rough
and l split.

But the truth is, Dylan,

l wasn't there for you 1 1 years ago
when you really needed me.

So l'm not gonna pretend

to be here for you now
when you don't.

When we split up,

your father offered me a lot of money
to keep out of your life.

lf l'd been stronger,

l might have fought him
harder and longer

and l might have won.

But we'll never know,

because l gave up.

l took his money and l disappeared.

But l promised myself

that l would never,
ever touch a penny of it.

And l didn't.

So...

This belongs to you.

That's a lot of money.

Yeah.

lt's yours.

l don't want it.

l've asked Jim Walsh
to set up a trust.

That way, you won't blow it
all at once.

Make a good life for yourself, baby.

What about you?

Oh, don't worry about me.

l've got a tree house
on a pineapple mountain, remember?

What l do want

is for us to start again.

To build a relationship
based on something real.

That way, maybe sometime,

you won't wanna call me lris.

You'll wanna call me Mom.

Dylan's in the car.
We're on our way to the airport.

l just wanted to say goodbye.

And thanks. To all of you.

Good luck, lris.

You take care of my son.

We will.

lris.

l'm sorry for what l said to you.

l understand.

l know it must take a lot of courage
to do what you're doing.

He's not an easy guy to love, is he?

No.

But we sure do, don't we?

Yes. We sure do.

How you doing, pal?

Okay, l guess.

l can't believe she's leaving.

l couldn't put up with her,

but l don't really wanna be
alone again either.

Yeah, well, you're not alone.

l'm what they call
an emancipated minor.

Listen, when you get back
from the airport, give me a call.

There's someplace we gotta go.

Yeah, l know. Falcone.

After that.

Where?

Someplace you took me
when l needed a friend.

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things l cannot change,

the courage to change
the things l can,

and the wisdom
to know the difference.