Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 2, Episode 25 - Meeting Mr. Pony - full transcript

All right, l get it.

The electrons get deflected
by the nucleus

after they pass through
the cathode ray, right?

Dylan, no, don't look at me like that.

- Like what?
- Dylan, stop.

Stop what? What am l doing?

You know exactly what you're doing.
And you do it so well.

Dylan, come on.

What can l say?
Studying brings out the best in me.

Yeah, well, you're not studying.

Oh, yes, l am.
l'm just not studying radioactivity.



Dylan, the midterm is on Friday.

l know. We have days, Brenda.

- You're so--
- What, organized?

- No, l was gonna say--
- Prepared.

More like obsessed.

Why,
because l don't wing it like you

or cram the night before
like Brandon does?

No, because you study all the time.

No, l used to study all the time.

But lately,
something's been distracting me.

Hey, don't blame me.
lt's just chemistry.

No, it's physics. And this is history.

Well, obviously we're not gonna get
anything accomplished here.

So l think we should go
to a public place.



Some place preferably very well lit.

Not the library.

Tertiary, Cretaceous,
Jurassic, Devonian.

No. Tertiary, Jurassic,
Cretaceous, Triassic.

- lt kind of rhymes.
- Right.

Why don't they teach us
something useful?

When am l gonna need to know
the Moors were driven from Spain?

How about Friday, 1 0 a.m.?

l hate midterms.

l love them.
Midterms, finals, term papers.

When the library closes,

all the kids from Beverly
and West Beverly come straight here.

Oh, you leaving so soon?

No, l have another 45 minutes
till l can go home.

l just need change for the jukebox.

See why all the kids come here?
Because you need good food

and good music
to free your mind up for studying.

Who said anything about studying?

l'm waiting for Mel, Jackie
and their wedding coordinator

to finish choosing
their colour scheme.

Come on.

- lt's all in the wrist, pal.
- Oh, l owe you one.

Does that mean
l don't have to stay for recycling?

No. They're gonna be here
first thing in the morning, but nice try.

Tertiary, Cretaceous,
Jurassic, Triassic. That's it.

- Hey, guys, look out.
- Wait a sec, Bran. Okay.

A equals B. C equals D.

So AC over BD equals one.

Wow, now l know
why you're doing so well in this class.

Yeah, well, l guess it gets easier
the second time around.

Yeah, Bren, l can see

we're definitely gonna get
a lot of studying done here.

Well, whatever it is,
it'll be an improvement.

Now, l have to go ask
Andrea a question.

So why don't you take a seat,
order me a Coke and l'll be right there?

Yes, ma'am.

And l love you.

Tertiary, Cretaceous,
Jurassic, Triassic.

Okay, that's it for me.

You guys are actually gonna leave
so l can close up?

No, l have to finish this chapter.

Must be hormonal.

No, it's cerebral.

l can't believe you guys
don't know this stuff

backwards and forwards by now.

And what if they ask it sideways?

Brenda doesn't like surprises.

And Steve
doesn't like beating a dead horse.

Can we go, Professor Zuckerman?

Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

- Good nighty.
- Good night.

Speaking of which,

when do you suppose our
estimated time of departure is, Bren?

Fifteen minutes?

That'll give you enough time
to help me with the recycling.

You got it.

So...gonna be here when l get back?

Unless l run off
with some tall handsome stranger.

Anytime now.

Okay, boss.

You scared me.

Sorry. Steve forgot his CliffsNotes.

- Well, at least he reads something.
- Actually, he doesn't.

He likes to put them under his pillow
and hopes he'll learn it by osmosis.

- l'll see you tomorrow.
- Okay, take care. Bye.

Ladies and gentlemen,
live under the big top,

it's those nutty Gambini Brothers.

Come on.

So, what did you forget this time?

Andrea?

You do what l tell you
and you won't get hurt.

Do you understand?

Oh, God.

Do you understand?

Just put the gun down, okay?

Damn it! Do you understand me?
Do you?

Yes.

ls there anyone else here?

Answer me!

Yes.

Where?

Out back.

You scream, you die.

Go open the register.

- Hurry up!
- Okay. Just be cool, all right?

Hurry up!

Quit stalling!

l'm not! lt sticks sometimes.

- Well, l guess l'll just have to open it.
- No!

Good girl. Put the money in the bag.

Faster.

You know, you're kind of cute.

Don't say thank you when someone
pays you a compliment?

- Thank you.
- l can't hear you.

Thank you.

Get down on the ground.

- l said, get down on the ground!
- Please don't hurt me.

l said, get down on the ground!

Now, when l say go,
you start counting.

Loud, so that l can hear you.

Then you forget that you ever saw me.
You got it?

- Yes.
- Go.

One. Two.

l can't hear you!

Three. Four. Five.

All right, here we go. Hey, hey.

Forget it, forget it. Here, Coke.

Well...

Hope Mr. Barnum
doesn't find out about this.

Man, do you hear something?

Like what?

Never mind.

Get that. Give me that broom.

You gotta check Baja out, man.

You don't have to surf.
You can just hang.

- Where is it?
- lt's on the other side of San Diego.

Come on, woman. Time's up.

- Bren?
- Brenda?

Bren.

Okay? Here, here, here. lt's okay.

So, what we have is a white male,
late teens, early 20s,

perhaps late 20s,
wearing a hat, right?

Well, l'm sorry.

l mean, l was looking at him
but all l could see was the gun.

Don't worry about it. You did okay.

- She did great.
- She sure did.

Now, you two were out in the back
with the garbage.

- You heard nothing?
- Yeah, lot of help we were, huh?

lf you were here,
he might have just started shooting.

Brenda, if we were here, he wouldn't
have come in the first place.

l knew l should've put in
that video camera.

What might have helped
is if the door had been locked.

- l know, l know.
- lt wasn't his fault.

How was he supposed to know
that creep was out there?

Look, no one was hurt,
and that's the important thing.

lt's only money.

l'm sorry, Nat.

Why? Were you in on it?

Did he steal my recipes?

Come on, it's okay. lt's okay.

Officer, what are the chances
of catching this guy?

Well, we don't have any decent prints
and not much of a description.

We'll run it against the m.o.'s
in the computer.

- Something may turn up.
- Okay.

Sounds like you handled
all this very well, Ms. Walsh.

A lot of people
would've lost their cool.

You did everything just right. Okay?

Okay.

- Dad.
- Are you okay?

You don't need us anymore tonight,
do you?

- No, go home.
- Thanks.

Come on, honey. lt's all over now.

Maybe not.

Bren, where's your purse?

Honey, l told you, we'll change
all the locks first thing in the morning.

Well, l think we should put in
a new alarm system too.

Yeah,
hopefully one that works this time.

You guys, don't worry.
He is not coming here.

Yeah, but if he wanted to, he could.
He's got Brenda's keys,

he's got her licence
with the address on it.

No, man, look.
He took the cash, dumped the purse.

Never even looked at the lD.

Dylan's right.
lf he'd wanted to harm you,

he would've done it
when he had the chance.

- Jim--
- Honey--

Brenda, we promise you one thing:
we'll never leave you alone again.

- Absolutely.
- Come on, it was just a fluke thing.

l was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Pretty good attitude.

You know, you've handled
this whole thing like a trouper.

We're very proud of you.

But we're not surprised.
Do you remember Mr. Pony?

Where is he, anyway?

You never unpacked that box.
He's probably still in the garage.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait. Mr. Pony?

Well, when Brenda was little,
she used to ride every weekend.

And she adored it.

Until the horse got stung by a bee
and it ran off at top speed.

Did she stay on?

No, l fell off hard in the grass.

Thank God nothing was broken,

except for her spirit.

Yeah, and l said l'd never ride again.

She didn't wanna look
at another horse.

So Dad went out and bought her
a little stuffed Mr. Pony.

Gave her one of his famous
Walsh pep talks and lo and behold--

- Very next weekend--
- She got back on the horse.

You got it.

Listen, it was a very telling thing.

lt showed what kind
of character she had.

You guys, it's not that big of a deal.

l mean, my bruises healed,

and l remembered
how much l loved to ride.

Well, this is a very similar situation.
And we're all here to help you with it.

Well,
l'm only worried about one thing.

What's that?

Well, since my licence was stolen,

does that mean that l have to take
my driving test all over again?

Bren...

A friend of yours is here.

Mr. Pony, you found him.

Thought you might wanna see
your old buddy right about now.

Thanks, Mom.

Brenda, if you need us, we're here.

l know.

Don't worry,
l'll be fine after a good night's sleep.

Okay, honey.

l love you.
l'm just so glad you're okay.

- Night, Mom.
- Night, honey.

You know, you're kind of cute.

Morning, dear.
Well, where's Brandon?

Brandon said
he's skipping breakfast.

He and his textbooks are spending
some quality cram time together.

- How's Brenda?
- l didn't see her.

She was in the shower.

Didn't she take one last night?

Never mind. l would too, l suppose.

What's this?
''Women's Crisis Hotline''?

The police inspector
gave that to Brenda last night.

l know she said
she wasn't interested--

Until she says otherwise,
let's not push it.

He said they were very helpful

in dealing with this kind
of emotional trauma.

Listen, you start using words
like ''crisis'' and ''trauma''

to a suggestible kid like Brenda,
she'll imagine herself crazy.

Maybe you're right.

Listen, she's got a lot of people
around her who love and support her.

She's gonna come
through this just fine.

Maybe l should call
the Women's Crisis Hotline.

Hey,
we were all very lucky last night.

She'll be okay.

Morning.

- How you doing?
- Fine. Shouldn't l be?

Of course.
Did you get a good night's sleep?

Yeah, sure. l slept great.

Just think, if l'd stayed later last night,
it might've been both of us held up.

l would've had a heart attack.
l'd be dead now.

And you'd be walking
down this hall alone today.

- Donna, l get the picture.
- Brenda.

- Steve, hi. How are you?
- How are you?

l stopped by the Peach Pit
for breakfast.

Nat told me about the stickup.
l'm blown away.

Yeah, well, l'm glad l wasn't. Bye.

Whoa, Bren, you scared me.

- Really? lt wasn't even loaded.
- Very funny.

Well, you have to keep
your sense of humour.

Yeah, l guess.
Mine kind of took a flyer.

You know, l almost called you
at 2:00 this morning.

l felt like l needed to do something.
Go after the guy, something.

Dylan, it's over. You have to let it go.

l really am sorry, Bren.

lt wasn't your fault.
lt was nobody's fault. lt just happened.

l wish it didn't happen to you.

So...gonna be here when l get back?

Unless l run off
with some tall handsome stranger.

You do what l tell you
and you won't get hurt, understand?

For whom the bell tolls.

lt tolls for me if l don't read
Crime and Punishment by tomorrow.

Yeah,
l have a few chapters to read myself.

You got study hall this period.

- Lucky me.
- Bye.

You know, you're kind of cute.

Don't say thank you when someone
pays you a compliment?

Thought l'd never make it back in time.
There was so much traffic.

- Where were you?
- The police station.

Didn't Brandon tell you
l went to file a report?

- Oh, yeah.
- You know, they were all really nice.

Although they're not very optimistic
about catching the guy.

You know,
l was meaning to ask you,

are we responsible for Chapter 8
on the Physics midterm?

- Yeah, but only up to page 95.
- Okay.

l told the inspector
l only got a glimpse of the guy

as l was getting into Steve's car
and it was dark outside the Peach Pit.

But if your guy was wearing
a grey shirt and a baseball cap,

it could've been the same one.

Well, it probably was.

Did your guy have brown hair?

You know what? l don't remember
and he isn't ''my guy.''

- l didn't mean it that way.
- Look, l know.

l'm trying to forget about this
and get on with my life.

lt's impossible to do that with everyone
yammering at me everywhere l go,

like it's a bigger deal than it is.

l'm sorry.

lt's not like l'm going crazy.

l know that.

Okay, so we got five thirsty students
each wanting a soda,

but they only have
1 1 coins between them.

How many of them
will actually get a drink?

None.

Right, the damn machine's
broken again.

They do this every semester
before midterms, just to psych us out.

Save your money, Kel.

l can't take this. l'm going home.

Kelly, it's only sixth period.

Everybody here is so serious.

What's the matter, Kel?
ls the pressure getting to you?

- l just need a good soak in the tub.
- Me too.

Me three.

What do you say
we make it a threesome?

Yeah, right.

Would you mind getting
a ride from someone else?

Nat needs me for a couple of hours.

That's terrible.
How can you go back to that place?

lt's where l work.

Yeah, but after last night...

Donna, last night was last night.

l mean, you shouldn't punish Nat
for being victimized

by circumstances
beyond his control.

He feels bad enough as it is.

Hey, if Brenda can go back to
the scene of the crime, then you can.

Okay, l'll go, if everyone else will.

- l'm up for it.
- Me too.

Actually, l have some things

l was supposed to do
around the house today.

Cool. l'll see you guys there.

Bye.

Brandon.

Hey, need a ride to the Pit?
lt's where l'm going.

No, Thursdays l go to Rapline.

That's kind of what
l wanna talk about.

Okay, l'm good for about ten seconds.
What's up?

Do you think Brenda's doing okay?

Yeah, as well as can be expected.
Why, you don't think so?

Well, on the surface,
everything seems okay,

but why doesn't
she wanna talk about it?

Well, no offence, but maybe she just
doesn't wanna talk about it with you.

Well, just as long as she talks
to somebody.

Okay.

- Hey, Bren.
- This is yours.

Oh, yes. l vaguely remember
lending this shirt to somebody

who promised to give it right back
about a year ago.

- Better late than never.
- Thanks.

You know, l expected to find you here
in midterm hell studying maniacally.

Well, l started to, but l thought
l'd get my clothes for tomorrow.

And when l couldn't find anything,

l decided that organizing this mess
was a much more pressing task.

Besides, l figure by now,
l either know it or l don't.

You never cease to amaze me, sis.

Why, because
l'm cleaning my closet?

No, because
you're a very strong person.

- Brandon.
- No, l'm serious.

Everybody's really impressed

with how you're handling
this whole robbery thing.

Well, Andrea was a little worried.

Why, what did Andrea say?

She said being held up like that
is a real shock to your system.

Most people aren't able to just let it
roll off their back the way you have.

Yeah, well, l just put my mind to it.

l mean, l don't wanna be
a burden to anyone

and l certainly don't need
anyone's pity.

Where's my Mr. Pony?

Brandon,
you do not have a Mr. Pony.

You had a Mr. Lion,

and you lost him
and cried for three days straight.

You do have a good memory.

And if you ever tell anybody about that,
l will kill you.

Okay. Good night, Brandon.

Good night.

Anytime now.

You gonna be here
when l get back?

Dylan, don't go, please.

Don't run off
with any handsome strangers.

Dylan, wait.

Oh, my God.

You scream, you die.

She is really not herself
this morning.

l don't understand
why you two didn't tell her

- to finish up and get going.
- Dad, we did.

Jim, be gentle.

Sweetheart, it's getting late.

Yeah, l know. l should've done this
ages ago like Mom said.

But l kept putting it off,
and now l'm paying for it.

Sweetheart, you got midterms.

Dad, l know, but how can l go
if l have nothing to wear?

l mean, look at this.

l found it crumpled in the corner
under a pile of junk.

lf l wore this to school,
people would laugh at me.

What about this one?
This one's okay.

Well, of course it is now
after l did all this work.

l mean, l just can't let things go

and expect for them to be
here for me when l need them.

Mom, we're really gonna be late.

Honey,
maybe we should call the school

and we can reschedule your test.

Mom, no. l don't need any favours.

l mean,
l can pass this test blindfolded.

Look, l just had some stuff
to take care of. l'll be right down.

All right.
The first section is multiple-choice.

Second section is short answer.

Good luck, ladies and gentlemen.

And go.

You do what l tell you
and you won't get hurt, understand?

No, l don't.

l never did anything to you.
l was just trying to take my test.

You scream, you die.

Now open the register.

Quit stalling!

- Come on, woman. Time's up.
- No, go back!

Bren, what's wrong?

l'm sorry, l couldn't open it, Dylan.

Open what? What?

lt's okay. What?

Bren, Bren. Hey, hey, hey. Bren.

Brenda, what's wrong? What is it?

l'm sorry, it's my fault.

He killed you and Brandon
because l couldn't open the register.

Wait, wait, we're not dead, huh?

We're not. lt's okay, come on.

lt's gonna be okay.

l don't know what's going on.

l don't know
what's happening anymore.

lt's gonna be okay.

lt's not, Dylan.
lt's not gonna be okay.

Haven't seen that fellow
for a long time.

l found him buried
under Brandon's collection

of Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots.

He lost an eye.

Gives him character.

Feel like coming downstairs
for supper?

l'm not hungry.

Your mom told me
what happened at school today.

Guess you're real disappointed
in me, huh?

No. Not at all.

But we have to deal with this.

The last thing l want you to do
is to go around

pretending that things are okay
when they're not.

You know,
l try not to think about it.

l know l shouldn't.

But l keep on playing it
over and over again in my head

wondering what
l could have done differently.

And l just feel so stupid
because l can't let it go.

Honey, why didn't you
say something earlier?

l'm so ashamed
for letting it get to me like this.

Well, maybe it seems worse than it is
because you're fighting it so hard.

l thought it would get better.

l really did.

l thought the memory would fade.

But every little sound
just brings it back.

And it just gets more gruesome
each time.

You know, the other day,
your mother suggested

we get you some counselling
to help you deal with what happened.

And l guess l wanted to believe
that with all our love and support,

that you'd just pick yourself up
and get on with things.

And l wanted--
l mean, that's what l was trying to do.

l know.

But sometimes, even family
and friends aren't enough, Brenda.

You want me to see a shrink, right?

Right.

l knew if l told you guys
what was going on,

that's what you would say.

Honey, it's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

l just don't understand
how some doctor

can talk me
out of having nightmares.

Well...

l took the liberty of making
an appointment for tomorrow.

Oh, my God.

Brenda,
we don't wanna pressure you on this.

Why don't you sleep on it tonight?

And if you feel better about things
tomorrow, we can always cancel.

Your dad got home
about two minutes ago,

and he and your mom
are upstairs talking to her.

- You think l should come home too?
- Don't worry.

This point, l think she's
more embarrassed than anything else.

- Are you sure?
- Look,

if you're getting bad vibes being there,
that's another story.

l'm sure Nat would let you off.

Hey, believe me, l thought about it

but l figured if l didn't come back
to work right away,

l may never be able to.

You'd get right back
on that horse, huh?

Yeah,
l guess it's a Walsh family tradition.

Hey, man, remember you said
you heard something that night?

Don't get me started.
l mean, like, if we'd only gone inside.

lf we'd only locked the door,
only stayed home...

That's the drill.
You feel that way too, huh?

Yeah, and if it's that way for us...

Yeah, l know, man. l know.

And then l started having
the nightmares.

And it just kept on replaying itself
over and over again in my head.

l was trying to do anything to stop
from thinking that l was going crazy.

Stupid things.

Organizing my closet,
washing my hair a hundred times.

Making sure l looked great
on the outside

even though l was falling apart
on the inside.

That must have been
a tremendously difficult act to keep up.

Well, not at first.

But it just kept on building
and building...

l was taking this midterm
and l realized that l was losing it.

And it really scared me.

You're not losing it, Brenda.

You're having
a perfectly normal reaction

to an extraordinary experience.

There's even a name for it:
post-traumatic stress disorder.

So, what do l do about it?

The first step is to acknowledge
that you have a problem.

By coming here and seeing me,

you've taken a big step towards
healing what's happened to you.

The next thing
you want to do is talk about it.

Get your fears and anxieties
out in the open like we're doing now.

lt's nothing we're gonna solve
in an hour.

But we will get through it eventually.

So in the meantime,
what do l do about the nightmares?

Brenda, l want you to think back
and give me a memory

of the most happy secure time
you can imagine.

That would have to be
when l was with my horse.

His name was Sylvester.

And for a while, my dad used
to take me to ride him every Sunday.

He was the gentlest horse
in the world.

l used to love to bury my face
in his soft mane

and hold on tight
while he'd take me around the ring.

l've never felt happier or safer
than when l was riding Sylvester.

Brenda, whenever you start
to feel anxious,

l want you to picture yourself
in that ring riding Sylvester.

We'll call that your safe place.

Can you see it now?

Oh, yeah.

- He's there.
- Where?

He's on my horse.
He's in my safe place.

l can't get him out of my head.

We will. We will work very hard
and we will do just that.

Where are they? Whatever happened
to ''50 minutes, time's up''?

lf they don't get here soon,
you guys are gonna look conspicuous

because l gotta go to work.

We gotta do something
so we don't look so obvious.

We could play a game.

- How about Twister?
- Twister?

Hi, Brenda. Yeah, we all just decided
to spend Saturday afternoon here

in a friendly game of Twister...yeah.

What? l like Twister.

And l'm nervous
and l can't think of anything else.

Andrea, can you tear yourself
away from that book for just a minute

and participate here?

Look,
why don't we just tell her the truth?

That we were worried
and wanted to be here to support her

when she came back
from the therapist.

Oh, my God.
Let's do something.

- A game, a game.
- Let's play a game.

l thought we ruled out games.

- Okay, guys, guys.
- Oh, good. Scrabble's a great idea.

Here. l'll do the F.

- All right, here, here.
- Oh, that rule.

- l will.
- Where's the S?

Yeah, l got the S right here.
l'm putting it together.

- Okay, okay.
- Here.

What are you all doing here?

- What? We're playing Scrabble.
- Yeah.

- Double word score, triple letter score.
- Good, Andrea.

- Oh, very good.
- Very smart.

Good.

Those are not real words.

Well, yeah,
we're playing under special rules, see.

Every word you make,
you lose a point.

lt's...Reverse Scrabble.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

lt's kind of fun, you should try it.

''Reverse Scrabble''? Nice try.

Brandon told us where you were at
and we were worried,

and we wanted
to come see how you were.

Brandon.

Hey, everybody was calling all day,
you know?

l let it slip out, l'm sorry.

Well, l'm feeling a little bit better.

l mean, l didn't wanna
go at all at first.

lt's weird going to a shrink.
lt's not as if l'm crazy.

Well, l went to see a shrink once
after my parents broke up.

My dad made me,
but it was no big deal.

Yeah, same here.

lt was during what my mom called
my troubled years.

lt was before l knew you.

Yeah, l used to bug my mom
to take me to see one.

But she said l had to come up
with a good problem first.

How about you, Steve?

Yeah, well, okay. Once or twice.

But l didn't lie on a couch
or anything.

- Yeah, neither did l.
- l would.

l mean, it's more relaxing that way,
easier to talk.

You've been too?

Well, no, but l've read a lot about it.

She's gonna be the psychiatrist.

Well, l've thought about it.

Anyway, how did it go?

Well, we didn't clear
everything up in an hour,

but it was nice to hear someone give
me a reason for what l was feeling.

lt just made me feel
a little bit less confused.

Hello? Yes.

So anyway, l think l'm ready
to put it all behind me.

l mean, it was really horrible.

More than l was willing
to admit to myself.

But l think l'm ready to start
dealing with it and get on with my life.

- Attagirl.
- All right.

Just a minute.
Brenda, it's the police.

They've picked up a suspect

and they want you to come down
and look at a lineup today.

Bren, that's great. l mean,
that's your chance to nail this guy.

l can't go.

Brenda, you gotta do this.

Brandon, no, l don't have to.
And l'm sorry, l can't.

Brenda, l know how you feel.

But if you at least
don't go down there--

You can't let this guy
get away with this.

You're not the ones
who went through what l did.

lt's just not that easy.

Now listen,
he's gonna be behind a screen.

He won't be able to hurt you.

Dad, don't you get it?
l never wanna see him again.

So you'd rather give him the chance
to go do this to someone else?

- No.
- Because that's what's gonna happen.

l don't understand you.

Dylan, you weren't there.

You didn't have a gun
pointing at you.

You weren't lying on the ground

wondering if your head
was gonna get blown off.

Sweetheart, it's okay.

You don't have to go
if you don't want to.

Mom, l want to go.
lt's just that l'm scared.

Calm down, Bren.

Dylan, l don't wanna calm down.
l mean, can't l even get angry?

You and Brandon.

You guys tell me
you'll never leave me alone again,

then you put me
on a pedestal or something

telling me how strong l am,
how great l am, how brave l am.

Well, l am not. l am scared to death.

And l'm sorry l'm yelling
but it's just how l feel, okay?

- Okay.
- Absolutely okay.

Okay. Let's go.

Thanks for coming down today,
Brenda.

- So, what do l have to do?
- Well, it's called a lineup.

You'll see a bunch of guys
standing there.

All you have to do is tell us if you
recognise the one who robbed you.

All l have to do. Yeah, right.

Don't worry.

You'll be able to see him
but he won't see you.

How are you sure?

We do this all the time.

You'll be okay.

Come on. Let's do this.

- Good luck, honey.
- Bye.

We're gonna show you
a group of men behind that glass.

This group may or may not contain

the suspect who committed
the crime being investigated.

Keep in mind that hairstyles,
beards and moustaches

may be easily changed.

When you have looked
at all of the men,

tell me whether or not you see
the person who committed the crime.

Do not tell any other witnesses

that you have
or have not identified anyone.

l don't even remember
what he looks like.

l mean, l didn't really even see him.

Well, just look carefully.
Clear your mind.

Remember what you can.

All l remember
is a monster with a gun.

Okay, bring them in.

Number 1 , move to the red square
at centre stage.

Put your hat on.

Look left.

Face to the right.

Face forward.

Bachelor Number 2,
move to the red square.

Put your hat on.

Number 4,
move to the red square.

Damn it! Do you understand me?
Do you?

You scream, you die.

That's him. That's the one.

- You sure?
- Yes, l'm sure.

That's him, that's the guy
who held a gun to my head.

l want you to put him away.

Are you okay?

Thank you, Brenda.

You have a very brave
young daughter.

- Thank you.
- Can we go now?

Certainly.
lf we need you, we'll call you.

- lnspector.
- Yes?

- Who is he?
- What?

The guy who held me up,
what's his name?

You don't need to know his name.
He's just a strung-out 1 7-year-old.

He's only 1 7?

That's my age.

Thanks.

l don't know if l can do this.

Hey, come on.
Can't stay away forever.

Are you okay?

Yeah, l guess l am.

Brenda, get over here.

Hi, Nat.

Come here.

l heard you did good downtown,
real good.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Bren. Donna, scoot over.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, l am.

l thought coming back to this place
would be really scary, but it's not.

lt's wonderful.
l'm glad to be back.

We're glad too.

All right,
who ordered the banana split?

Oh, me. The one who's
finally going to pass Algebra.

Yeah, well, Donna,
third time's the charm.

Second. Second time.

Oh, God, midterms.
l totally forgot that l have to take them.

Don't worry, exams are a piece of cake
compared to what you went through.

Oh, let's see.

Being held up at gunpoint
or failing English.

l don't know,
it's kind of a toss-up for me.

What? What did l say?

- You can be such a jerk sometimes.
- All right, all right.

But if you were failing English,
you wouldn't be laughing either.

No?

Bren, you asleep?

No, not yet.

lt was good to see you
back at the Peach Pit tonight.

l know it took a lot of courage.

Brandon, please, l've had
quite enough praise for a while.

All right, you're a huge loser,
how's that?

Much better.

So how you doing?

Tired.

lt's been a long time
since l had a good night's sleep,

but l think l'm finally
gonna get one tonight.

Sweet dreams.

Brandon?

Could you hand me Mr. Pony?

Good night. Good night, Mr. Pony.

Night, Brandon.