Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 2, Episode 20 - A Competitive Edge - full transcript

You always try to be optimistic
on the first day of practise,

but l think this year's team

has a legitimate shot
at going all the way.

Well, no offence, coach, but you
did say that about the football team,

and they went 1 -8.

Please.

You're a great sports editor.
The truth is-- This is off-the-record.

--we need help in the relays.
Lots of help.

So if you have any suggestions...

Well, l was on the frosh-soph team
back in Minnesota.

Really? Well, maybe you should
come out for the team.



Yeah, right.

- Yeah.
- All right.

Cahill. Come on, cut it out.

You're gonna demoralize
the rest of the team.

Sorry, coach.

Did Chapman say anything
about me?

Yeah. He said you mean well.

No, really. What'd he say
about the relay team?

- Nothing, really.
- He said we stink, didn't he?

Look, Steve...

You know, if l get cut from one more
sport team this season, l swear...

Hey, come on. You're a good athlete,
it's a long season.

You just gotta think positively.

- Let's go, guys.
- What does she see in that guy?



All right, so when am l gonna
see you girls working out?

l don't do that. l have a note.

What about you, Kelly?
l start jogging at 6:45.

That sounds
a little too serious for me.

Oh, yeah.
Like you need your beauty sleep.

Bye, Kyle.

He is so cute.

When you were going out
last summer,

l thought for sure you'd become
the new campus couple or something.

Well, we're still good friends.

Yeah.

There's something
l've never told anyone.

What?

Kelly,

l've never slept
with a girl before.

So you're a virgin. lt's no big deal.

No, you don't get it.

Look, Kel, l...

l've never slept with a girl before,

and l don't know if l want to.

Look, l don't want anybody
to know about this, all right?

Sure, l understand.

Why are you telling me this?

Because l trust you.

Oh, good, mister.
Stop short to look at nothing.

God, what a jerk.

lt's okay, honey. lt's a green light.

Oh, yeah.

So anyway,
what were we talking about?

- What a safe and sane driver you are.
- Oh, exactly.

l mean, so what if l didn't pass
my test the first time?

Or the third time?

What matters is that
l have my licence now.

And it really bothers me
that Brandon won't let me drive his car,

and that he's still teasing me
about my driving.

So l would like for you and Dad
to tell him to stop.

We'll talk to him about it.
Don't you wanna turn here?

Why?

We live on that street.

Wedgy.

Wedgy. Wedgy. Wedgy.

- Hey, come on, guys.
- Wedgy. Wedgy. Wedgy.

Hey, come on, guys, what did l do?

- You wrote we couldn't block.
- We couldn't tackle.

You wrote our game
against Beverly was embarrassing.

And as exciting as a bingo game
in an old-folks' home.

Hey, l happen to like bingo. Don't you
guys believe in freedom of the press?

What about our right
to hang you by your underwear?

Wedgy. Wedgy. Wedgy.

- Wedgy. Wedgy.
- Hey, hey--

- Wedgy. Wedgy. Wedgy.
- Steve. Steve. Steve.

Hey, buddy.
Come on, do something.

Guys. Guys.

Guys, guys, guys...

All right, on three.

Wedgy. Wedgy. Wedgy!

All right, people. You know the drill.

- Shower up, towel off and go home.
- Brandon, you all right, man?

Yeah, l'm riding a little high,
but l think l'll live to write about it.

Write about it?

Didn't you learn your lesson,
Walsh?

You're a funny guy, Miller.

Thanks, buddy.

Hey, come on, l'm a jock.

Yeah, who l can outskate, outshoot
and probably outrun.

You know what they say:

Those who can, do,
and those who can't, write about it.

So l walked into Chapman's office

and asked him if he was serious
about letting me try out.

He said yes, so we went out
to the track and he timed me.

- He's got me down for the 440 relay.
- Way to go.

Now you'll be writing
about sports from the inside.

l don't know, Andrea.
l don't think l should.

- Why not?
- lt wouldn't be ethical.

Of course it is. Look at Tim Green.
He plays for the Atlanta Falcons

and he's a sports commentator
on National Public Radio.

But between working at the Pit
and the newspaper

and a full class load,
something's gotta give.

So you're saying
you don't want to write for the paper.

l just don't know if l'm cut out
to be a reporter anymore.

What are you talking about, Brandon?
You're an excellent reporter.

But l don't like doing it.

l don't like going up to a guy
after he's blown the big game

and ask him how he feels.

Or coming up with a new way
to say they lost again.

l'm a good athlete.
l want a chance to prove it.

Okay, okay. l get the picture.

You jock. You free agent, you.

Thanks, Andrea.

You know, Griffin could probably
write my column.

Or maybe l'll start writing Sports.

You in a locker room?

- l can't picture it.
- l can.

So in light of the fact
that l am fully prepared

to pay for all my expenses,
l propose that l be allowed

to drive Brandon's car
whenever he's not using it.

l think that's fair, right, Dad?

- Well, l--
- Great, then it's settled.

You guys can tell Brandon
as soon as he gets home.

lt sounds like a reasonable request.

That's because
you've never driven with her.

- Cindy.
- All l'm saying is,

you might wanna take
a spin around the block

before you agree to anything.

She'll never get the confidence
to be a good driver

if she doesn't think we trust her.

- Gesundheit.
- Thank you.

- Are you getting a cold?
- Whatever gave you that idea?

Hi, guys, sorry l'm late.

lt's okay.

So, Brandon, Mom, Dad
and l have decided

that when you're not using your car,
l should be allowed to use it.

- Okay.
- Before you give me your answer--

Did you say okay?

Yeah, l mean, as long as you pay
for repairs

and l don't have to ride with you,
why should l care?

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
l'm gonna go call Kelly.

No, Donna. l'll call Dylan.

- Are you feeling okay?
- Yup. Sure enough.

And l got a new pair
of track shoes to prove it.

Brandon. Coach has you running
the second leg of the 440.

- Yeah, l know.
- That was my position.

- Look, Steve, l'm sorry, l--
- Hey, way to go, Walsh.

- Relay team never looked better, man.
- Thanks a lot, Conner.

Don't worry. He cools down quick.

Don't even tell me you're trying out
for the track team too?

No, man, it's them organized sports.
They're too competitive for me.

- Spoken like a true surfer boy.
- Yeah.

l can't believe
you caved on me, man.

- You were my last line of defence.
- What are you talking about?

lf you're gonna let Brenda drive
your 'Stang, that's one thing,

but sooner or later,
she's gonna wanna drive my Porsche,

and l don't think
the relationship is that strong.

Dylan, in defence of Brenda,
she's not that bad a driver.

David, what are you doing?

- l'm changing the station.
- No, go back, l love that song.

- But you like this song too.
- No, l hate this song.

Just put on your seat belt
and shut up, David.

- l just wanna put on one song--
- Would you two cool it?

Green light.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
Tell me this isn't happening.

This isn't happening.

Donna, what am l gonna do?

You better go talk to her.

l am so sorry.

l didn't think my car was moving,
and suddenly...

- Well, it was too late.
- Don't worry.

lt'll be all right.

l want you to know right up front
that this was all my fault.

l mean, completely my fault.

l guess we're supposed to report it
to the insurance company

or the police or something?

Oh, well, l don't think that
that'll be necessary.

- Really?
- Why should we?

l mean, my bumper isn't damaged,
and your car just has that little ding.

Well, it's my brother's car.

l'll bet he doesn't even notice.

- Thanks for being so understanding.
- Oh, please.

Although l suppose
we should exchange phone numbers

in case either one of us
wind up in traction.

- l'll get a pen.
- Okay.

Pump it up, Burke.

- Learn from the master.
- The power broker.

- Listen to you guys.
- Aren't you impressed?

Yeah, l'm impressed.
Are you gonna do another set?

- lt's all yours, Walsh.
- Thanks.

Although, l don't know. lt's a mighty big
machine for such a little tyke like you.

Gosh, you're right, Burke.

l guess l should go in the bathroom
and pump myself full of steroids

so l can grow up to be
a big, bad lug like you.

Let's go, ladies.
We got a rendezvous with destiny.

We being set up here, Sanders?

Because if we are,
you better come clean right now.

What are you talking about?

- Well, guess.
- Tony, he's not with the programme.

l haven't had a chance
to talk to him.

Look, Steve.

ln sports, winning isn't everything,

it's the only thing, right? They don't
give scholarships for coming in fourth.

Tell me something l don't know.

So when Beverly kicked our butts
this year, the people in this room

vowed we had way too much pride
to ever let that happen again.

And that's when we formed
the Power Pack.

Kyle, how many seconds
you shave off your two-mile

since you joined the programme?

About 20.

l'm ahead of my personal best
by almost a foot.

And we can thank
mother's little helper for that.

- You guys are doing steroids?
- lt's not what you think.

This is pure pharmaceutical quality.

Controlled doses designed to peak
in mid-May

for the state relays in Sacramento.

And then it's over,
except for the cheering.

There's some real risk
with that stuff.

You talking about side effects?

Look, man, we're not about
to take those kinds of chances.

And if you stick with the programme,
you can't get hurt.

With extra kick in your stride,
you could be anchoring the relay team.

That's what you want,
isn't it, Sanders?

l just wanna letter in something
before l graduate.

So do you wanna get
with the programme?

Oh, hell, l'll try anything once.

All right. The Power Pack.

All right, what are we gonna do
about Walsh?

Brandon's cool. You know, he just
wants a letter, same as me.

Trust that guy
about as far as l can spit.

Sanders can talk to him,
get him to join the programme.

Well, yeah. l'll talk to him.

You just be careful. lf anybody finds
out about this, we're all off the team.

- Kicked out of school.
- Kiss our scholarships goodbye.

Gentlemen, let's not
get paranoid, okay?

The candy man is here.

Donna, what am l gonna do?
What am l gonna say?

Bren, it's just a little ding.

- l'm sure he'll never notice.
- You don't know my brother.

l mean, he is completely anal
when it comes to his car.

He will see it. He will torture me.
He will enjoy torturing me.

Well, then don't say anything,
and when he asks you about it,

play dumb, pretend you don't know
what he's talking about.

That's not gonna work.

Why not? You're a great actress.

Yeah, on-stage in summer school.

But in real life,
l am the world's worst liar,

especially when it comes
to Brandon.

But, Brenda, he's never gonna let you
drive his car again.

Right now, l don't wanna drive
any car.

Bren, don't be like that.
You're a good driver.

Well, you're improving.

Oh, God. The torture begins.

Hi, Brandon.

Brenda, just the person
l've been looking for.

l saw the car out in the driveway.

- Yeah, look, l'm really--
- Congratulations.

You defied a basic law of nature.
You got it back in one piece.

l even called Ripley's,
and they don't believe it either.

- Wait, Brandon, about the car--
- Sorry, Bren, no can do.

- Excuse me?
- Let me guess.

You wanna know if you can drive me
to the Pit so you can have the car.

How'd you know?

Hey, l can read you like a book, sis.

- See you later, Donna.
- Bye, Brandon.

l was going to tell him, l really was.

l don't blame you.

- Where you going?
- To bed.

Okay, if you insist, l'll join you.

Nice try.

Why don't you stay here
and join me?

Sorry. l'm getting up at 6
to run with Kyle.

You guys are doing it, aren't you?

Steve, why is it that every time l try
to give you the benefit of the doubt,

you always manage to remind me

why it is l broke up with you
in the first place?

Well, that seemed very cordial.

Yeah, really?

She always seems to bring out
the best in me anyway.

So, what'll it be, buddy?
Peach pie?

- Chocolate shake?
- No way.

l'm in training, just like you, man.

Even though Chapman thinks
l'm an expendable item, l don't care.

Listen, l didn't mean
to ace you out of anything.

The season's young, so be warned.

Come this time next May,
you'll be eating my dust.

Steve, get real.

Nobody from West Beverly
is gonna make the state finals.

What about Cahill?

He's a long shot, but maybe.

l wish l knew what it was about me
that gets him so jacked.

Well, that's what you get
for being a reporter.

But l'm not anymore. l'm right there
in the trenches with the team.

Give it time. You just got to get
with the programme.

l'm trying, but you saw what
happened today in the weight room.

l make one little joke
about anabolic steroids

and Cahill and Miller
are shooting me the stink eye.

Steroids are something
you should never joke about.

Why not?

l mean, unless you're getting tweaked
on the stuff, what's the big deal?

The big deal is that steroids
are a serious business.

Are you kidding?

Steroids are
a very dangerous business.

Haven't you read
any of the horror stories?

Look, there's a downside
to everything.

lf you use it in a limited way,

all they do is give you
a little competitive edge.

Steve, don't take this the wrong way,

but that's about the stupidest thing
you ever said to me.

They're hormones, man.
They make you irrational and violent.

They cause liver disease
and sterility.

Right. And you know all there is
to know about everything, right?

lt's no wonder those guys
don't like you.

Steve.

- Hi, thanks for coming.
- No problem.

Are you okay?

You look like you lost
your best friend.

Believe me, it might come to that.

You want anything? Soda? Pie?

No, l'm fine. So, what's going on?

Suppose l came to you
with an article

documenting steroid use in the
athletic department, would you run it?

Are you kidding? Of course l would.

Do you have something
you wanna show me?

No, no, no. lt's not a story yet.
lt's just a hunch.

Does that mean
you're back on the paper?

Did l ever leave?

Well, on behalf of the editorial board,
you can still be on the team.

Yeah, l can see it now:

''Excuse me, l'm writing an expose
that could potentially ruin your life.

Can you pass me the baton
and be my friend?''

So much for being
just one of the guys.

Look, l know how you feel.

l had to go undercover to break
the story on the cafeteria.

So, what's it like to keep secrets
from your friends?

l can't think of anything else
that can make you feel so alone.

l can't believe you run
six miles every morning.

Yeah, and 1 2 on weekends.

Loneliness-of-a-long-distance-runner
kind of thing.

You know how it is, right, Kel?

- Okay, what do you say?
- Thank God.

Hey, you did good.

- l'm sorry if l slowed you down.
- No.

No, it's just nice being with you, Kel.

Not having to impress anybody.
Just being myself, you know?

Come on.

Hey, Burke. How's it going?

You tell me. Did you talk to Walsh?

- Yeah, l did.
- So?

Well, l wouldn't exactly count on him
for the programme.

But you definitely have nothing
to worry about.

Look, l know Brandon
a lot better than you do.

He's a great guy.
You can trust him, l swear.

Steve, what exactly did you tell him
about the programme?

Nothing. l didn't say a word.

Good. What do you say
we keep it that way, okay?

No problem.

One more. Come on, buddy.

Push it, push it, push it, push it.

You got it. Good, man.

- Hey, Steve.
- Hey, Brandon.

All right, Brandon, now you give me
ten big ones, man.

- Third set.
- All right.

You got it?

One.

Two.

Three. Keep them even.

Four.

Five. Steady.

Six. Come on, you got it.

All right, Big B, you got it.

Oh, man, that was really weak.

You're working hard.
lt'll happen for you.

Yeah, l just wish there was a way
to make it happen sooner than later.

Slow and steady wins the race.

Steady may win,
but slow loses every time.

l hear you.

ls there anything you recommend
to boost my performance?

Kick me into high gear?

Sure.

Eat right, get plenty of rest,

and once every day,
down a gallon of Geritol.

l always wondered what
the secret of your success was.

There's no secrets on this team.
And there's no shortcuts either.

- What do l always say, Tony?
- No pain, no gain.

See?

lf you were writing an article for the
paper, you could quote me on that.

From the three-point line.

See that? l should've gone out
for the basketball team.

Gee, l thought you went out
for that team last year.

Gee, l thought you valued your life.

Oh, if that's Keifer Sutherland,
tell him that l'm a little busy.

Hello, Keifer?

No, ma'am, you dialled correctly.

Who would you like to speak to?

Yeah, just a minute, please.

lt's for Brenda Walsh's father.

Hello, Jim Walsh here.

Yes, l'm Brenda's father.

Accident? What accident?

The real reason l didn't say anything

is because since everyone
already thinks l'm such a lousy driver--

Which you've just proved in spades.

Look, l didn't prove anything.

Why do you think they call it
an accident, Brandon?

- l don't know, Bren. You're the expert.
- Brandon.

Dad, do you see
what l'm talking about?

Brenda, it's Brandon's car
and it's carried on my insurance.

So you had an obligation to both of us
to tell us what happened.

Look, l know. l'm sorry.

l should've, and l would've,

but it practically didn't even seem
like a real accident.

Brenda, this poor woman is describing
a very serious case of whiplash.

lt certainly didn't seem
like that at the time.

Whiplash can take a while
to show up.

lf that's Keifer, l'll just tell him to take
his car straight over to the body shop.

Hello.

Yeah, how you doing?

Well, how about tonight?

Hey, man. How you doing?

Come on, let's walk. lt's freezing.

Sure.

Why are we being so secretive?

Believe me, Brandon,
l don't like keeping secrets.

That's kind of why l'm here.

l heard what you were asking
about today in the weight room.

About improving your performance
and stuff?

Yeah?

l know what you were getting at.

You wanna know where
you could score some steroids, right?

Yeah.

Come on, you don't really
wanna get into that stuff, do you?

l just want a little competitive edge.

No, what you're really doing
is an article for the Blaze, right?

How'd you figure that out?

l'm good at reading people,

especially when they got
a secret to hide.

So, what are you saying?

Are you telling me that no one
on the track team is doing steroids?

No, l'm telling you a lot of people
are taking them.

Things are out of control. lt's gotta
stop before someone gets hurt.

So are you willing
to talk to me about it?

Brandon,
l'm not gonna name names.

And you gotta keep my name
out of it too.

No one will ever know we talked.
l give you my word.

Okay. What do you wanna know?

So, Bren,
did you get grounded or what?

Well, not exactly. My dad
was pretty cool about the accident,

although he did say
it would be in the best interest

if l didn't drive again
until hell freezes over.

Wow, that would take a long time.

Psych.

Hello, young sibling.

- Brandon.
- Yeah, Steve. What's up?

Look, l just wanna say l'm sorry

for what happened the other night
at the Peach Pit.

- l don't know what came over me.
- Forget about it.

No, l really been thinking about this,
and you're my best friend, man.

l just didn't wanna get caught up
in the middle of you and Burke.

l wish it could be
the way things were

before we got into this
competitive stuff.

- You going down to the gym?
- Yeah.

All right, l'll see you there.

Hey. l was just rereading
your piece, Brandon.

l gotta tell you,
you have some incredible stuff.

Especially the part
where your source describes

the pressures of trying to be accepted
by the other guys, it really...

Look, Andrea.

l'm having second thoughts
about running the article.

lt's a little late, don't you think?

We have to be in Chapman's office
in five minutes.

Yeah, l know.

You wanted to show him
the piece and get a quote,

as long as we didn't reveal
your source.

l know what l said, Andrea. But--

There's this guy on the team
that l'm pretty sure is involved,

on the fringes, if at all, and l just don't
wanna see him get busted, that's all.

l can barely look at myself
in the mirror as it is.

Look, would it help

if l were to be the point person
on the story from here on out?

The thought has crossed my mind.

Whatever you want's okay with me.

Thanks.

l was beginning
to give up on you, man.

l hope you ate your Wheaties.
Chapman's timing.

Look, you didn't hear it from me,
but the Blaze is publishing an article

about steroid use
in the athletic department.

Oh, my God.

lf you got any 'roids in your locker,
l suggest you ditch them.

- Man, l don't believe you.
- Just do it, Steve.

Believe me, gentlemen,

if l had the resources at my disposal,
each and every one of you

would be standing in line
in the bathroom

with a plastic cup in your hand.

But testing for steroids
is not a practical option

and it's not going to
solve the problem,

if there is indeed a problem.

Judging from what Andrea
has showed me,

we indeed do have a problem
on our hands, don't we, gentlemen?

Now, until the rest who are using it--
And you know who you are.

Until you come forward
to stop this recklessness,

there will be no practise today,
or tomorrow or the day after that.

And if we have to forfeit
the whole season, so be it.

l will be in my office
the rest of the day.

You're a dead man, Sanders.

- lt wasn't me.
- Prove it.

- You prove it.
- Hey, both of you, shut up, okay?

Chapman's not gonna forfeit
a whole season

trying to prove a point
he can't prove.

So as long as we keep cool,
we got nothing to worry about.

- Or do we?
- No.

l hope you're telling the truth.

Tell your friend Walsh
he better watch his back.

Kyle, l didn't tell anybody,
you gotta believe me.

Kyle, let's go.

l should've bought her
the other flowers.

Bren, these are beautiful.
Besides, the bigger basket?

The florist said they were
more appropriate for a funeral.

Yeah, well, you didn't hear
what she sounded like on the phone.

- Oh, God.
- You were so sweet to bring these.

Oh, thank you. Come in, please.

- l'm Rosemary Winters.
- Dylan McKay.

- Sorry about everything.
- Well, these things happen.

l just wish they'd stop
happening to me.

l feel so awful.

l know you do, sweetie.

Can l get you kids anything?

l'm fine, thanks.

No, we just came to
drop these off

and see if there's anything
that we can do for you.

Well, that depends on how much
influence you have with your father.

- What do you mean?
- Well, with a lawsuit pending,

l've been advised
not to say anything.

Lawsuit? What lawsuit?

Don't worry about it.
lt sounds worse than it is.

Although, with the insurance
companies involved,

l don't know how that's going to affect
your driving record.

What are you talking about?

l'm sorry, Brenda.
l shouldn't be saying anything.

Rosemary, please.
You've got to tell me what's going on.

When l called your father,

l was hoping
that we could solve this privately.

With a modest amount that would
basically pay for my physical therapy

and a small amount
for my pain and suffering.

Well, he should pay you. l mean,
he knows the accident was my fault.

Well, l would've thought that,

but he insists on going through
his insurance company,

and that really doesn't leave me
with any choice but to--

You okay?

lt's just a small spasm. lt'll pass.

l've gotta talk to my dad.

Brenda, l don't want you
to get into any trouble on my account.

No, it's okay.
Look, my dad and l are very close.

And once he knows the facts,

you'll see what a different person
he'll become.

l can't believe that
you are standing up for a woman

who is threatening to bring
a $1 million claim against us!

That's highway robbery.

l can't believe you would use insurance
to get out of paying what we owe her.

Brenda, that is not the way
the insurance companies work.

Oh, that's right, Dad. They just rip off
poor defenceless women

who they won't even insure
in the first place.

ls that what she told you?
Because that's absolutely ridiculous.

- God bless you.
- Thank you.

Dad, you taught us
to be compassionate.

To tell the truth and take responsibility
for our actions.

lf you wanna take responsibility
for something,

let's remember who hit what car

and then kept it a secret
from the rest of the family.

Let's take responsibility for that.

When are you gonna understand
that there are things

that you don't have the experience
to handle yet?

You mean like driving.

Oh, honey.

- You guys sitting this one out, huh?
- Oh, yeah.

Brenda driving,

it's not really
a great subject right now.

Especially when your father's sick.

Well, goodbye and good luck.

Listen, man, you working?

Yeah, it's Thursday.

How's life in the fast lane going?
You know, track team. ls it fun?

ls it what you expected?

Fun's not a word
that comes to mind.

Let's just say
it's not what l expected.

Sweet-tooth time
at the Taylor house, huh?

Yeah, it's true.
My mom's been on a rampage lately.

Well, enjoy it while it lasts.

Brandon.

Steve, what are you doing here
in the Peach Pit?

- We gotta talk.
- lt's just not a good time.

Brandon, time is running out
for both of us.

l don't know about you, but l don't
wanna get my face kicked in.

- By who? Miller? Burke?
- You never stop being a reporter.

When you told everyone you quit,
that was just bull, huh?

No, Steve, that was the truth. l wanted
to be on the team more than anything.

But when l started seeing
my friend's personality

starting to change before my eyes,

l thought he'd gotten into something
he didn't understand.

So l asked a few questions.
And, hey, Ma, lookie what l found.

How deep are you into it?

l just started a cycle. lt's no biggie.

When l read the pamphlet
the coach handed out,

l decided it definitely wasn't worth it.

- l tried to tell you that.
- l know, and l appreciate that.

But what l have to do now is prove
that l'm not the guy who blabbed.

That's not gonna be easy, Steve.

Sure it is. All we have to do is get
Andrea to write that l'm not the guy.

- lt won't work.
- Come on, of course it's gonna work.

She's in love with you.
She'll do anything you ask her to.

Except compromise the identity
of a news source.

Well, this isn't compromising
anything.

l can't do it, Steve. l'm sorry.

Then when you get right down to it,
what you're saying

is that protecting a source is more
important than protecting your friend?

No. l'm saying that l gave this guy
my word. l can't go back on that now.

- Thanks a lot, Brandon.
- Steve, come--

That's it. From here on in, for now
and forever, you're on your own.

We ordered pecan
and they gave us boysenberry.

- Hey, Kyle.
- Hey.

l warned you exercise
could be habit-forming.

l'm not gonna run today.

What, you got up early
to keep me company?

No, actually,
l was hoping maybe you could

explain to me what's going on
with the track team.

There are all these rumours
floating around

and l just wanted to get
the real story.

Well, it's hard to say.
What do you hear?

Well, l don't know
if this is right or not,

but l guess some of the guys
on the team are accusing Steve

of helping Andrea write
some article about steroids.

He's totally freaked out, because he
thinks these guys are gonna kill him.

Yeah, l know all about it, Kel.

What do you wanna know, exactly?

Well, first of all,

l don't understand why someone
would get involved with this stuff.

There are a lot of reasons, l guess.

Pump up, get a hard body,
get a competitive edge.

lt depends.

lf they work out every morning,
won't they get the same results?

ln time, l guess. l don't know.

- Look, l gotta run, Kel.
- lt's just...

lf you could say anything to these guys
to help clear Steve's name,

that would really mean a lot to me.

l'll see what l can do.

l know he's been cold to you
in the past,

but it's just because he gets
so jealous sometimes, you know?

Jealous? Are you sure
you got the right guy?

Well, you lettered in football.

No, seriously.
He knows how much l like you,

and how much l respect you.

Sure, Kel.

lt's gonna cause me
great bodily damage--

Your name is not even mentioned
in the article.

l know, but it's kind of implied
that l'm the guy who talked to you...

Hey, little big man.

Did you understand
that Spanish homework?

l don't suppose
l could compare it to mine.

You don't mean copy it?

Bren, your father was very explicit:
no more contact with Rosemary.

Yeah, that's easy for him to say.

He's not the one who caused her
to be immobilized.

All right, fine.
You wanna go, you go.

- l am not gonna be an accomplice.
- Fine. Be absurd.

Don't drive me, l'll take the bus.

Bren. Bren...

Andrea, yes or no? Are you
gonna print my statement or not?

Not until after we print our story,
which might not happen.

l promised if somebody
comes forward--

- Yeah.
- Steve.

Hey, wanna go chew some nails?

No, what l'd like to do is take Andrea
and stuff her down Brandon's throat.

They're your friends, imagine
what you'd do to your enemies.

No, they are not my friends.

They're more interested
in putting a newspaper out.

Wait, what's happening, man?
l've been a little out of the loop lately.

lt's a long story. The bottom line
is they're organizing a witch hunt

to find out who's doing steroids
on the track team.

Steroids?

That stuff will shrink
your gonads, man.

Yeah, l know all about it.

Okay, let's talk about Brandon
for a second.

He's not exactly
a witch-hunt type of guy.

And if you were in trouble,
he'd be there for you.

Goes for me too.

Thanks, man.

Thanks.

Yeah. My daughter actually saw her
aerobicizing in front of the TV.

Thanks for everything, Ernie.

Oh, yeah, l'm drinking lots of tea
and all that, you know.

Thanks again. Bye.

Turns out this poor defenceless
woman is a scam artist.

She's claimed 1 4 accidents
in the last three years.

That's why she wouldn't go
through my insurance company.

She's even been convicted
of backing into another car

to initiate a phoney claim.

Well, then she might have
caused the accident, not me.

She probably did.

Well, then l'm not a bad driver,
l'm a good driver.

Which there's no reason in the world

why l shouldn't just
start driving again.

Well, with your permission,
of course.

God bless you.

Thank you.

Practise has been cancelled again.

Damn it to hell.

This is not gonna blow over, Cahill.
lt just isn't.

Chapman is gonna take us
to the mat on this.

Any bets?

What are you gonna do?

Sanders, you got a minute?

- He's got a minute.
- Then let's take a walk.

l can prove
l'm not the one who talked.

lt's okay, we're way past that now.
What we need from you is a favour.

- What kind of favour?
- You're a team player, aren't you?

l mean, you want us to win
the league title, right?

Here's the deal:
you tell Chapman you started dipping

because of how much you wanted
to make the team.

You did it yourself
and you're never gonna do it again.

- What? You want me to take the fall?
- Somebody's gotta do it.

- Chapman isn't gonna punish you.
- Neither will we.

One way or another,
you're gonna take a fall.

- No way!
- Oh, yeah. There is a way.

Hey. Hey!

- Get rid of him.
- Burke.

- l'm warning you.
- Burke, leave him alone, all right?

- Stay out of it, Conner.
- No, l mean it, man.

l cracked.
l'm the one who told Brandon.

lt's me, l'm the one you wanna kill.

Don't blow this, Kyle.

l can't keep living a lie, man.
And neither can you.

So it was heavy?

- Yeah, it was definitely intense.
- Sounds like it.

Yeah, they went into Chapman's office
and closed the door for 45 minutes.

- Then what happened?
- Well, l don't know, l left.

What,
you're not gonna write about it?

No, seriously, what do you guys
think is gonna happen to them?

l don't think anyone will get
kicked out of school,

but l don't think
we should expect too much

from the track team this year.

Well, actually, l heard the relay team
was pretty good.

Well, l'm gonna go call Kyle.
l feel kind of bad for him.

l think he'll be okay.

Yeah, he'll be all right.

- See you.
- Bye.

Wait a minute. Don't leave.
We have an announcement to make.

- Tell them.
- Today was a history-making event.

Brenda Walsh drove
her first Porsche.

- Look out.
- Surrender, Dorothy.

Thank you. So in order to celebrate,
l would like the keys

so l can take Donna
and David to the movies.

My keys?

Yes, please.

To my car?

Yes.

l got a really bad feeling
about this one.

D, can you give me
a ride home?

Sure, man.

Let's not forget what happened
last time, now, okay?

So did she grind the gears?

Every time.

l had a feeling.