Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 2, Episode 8 - Wildfire - full transcript

Keep it, buddy.

Brandon.

Brandon.

Brandon.

Get out of bed, pokey.

You don't wanna be late
for school, do you?

l can't believe that summer's over.

l was having the best dream.

You won't believe
the nightmare l had last night.

Let me guess.

You showed up at school naked.



- How did you know?
- lt was either that

or the one where you have to take
an exam you haven't studied for.

l had that one the night before.

Anxiety dreams, Bren.

What's there for me
to be anxious about?

l mean, it's not like we're the new kids
on the block anymore.

The first day of school.

New classes, new teachers,
old boyfriends...

What does that have to do
with going to school naked?

Right. Relax.

You were probably just trying
to make a fashion statement.

Remember last year
we drove up here for the first time,

saw all these hot cars?

Yeah, l hate to speak ill of the dead,
but Mondale just did not quite cut it.



- Hey, Steve. Nice shirt.
- This old thing?

Hey, guys.
Are we all ready to buckle down?

God, l don't know
if l can take another year of this.

Seems like
the summer flew by so fast.

Don't they all?

Well, Kel, last year at this time,
we were barely on speaking terms.

- The good old days.
- l've got a stomach ache.

l always get a stomach ache
on the first day of school.

Oh, l never do.
l puke the night before.

Well, this is it, guys.
Back to the big house.

Open up those cell doors wide.
Here we come.

And don't forget, everybody.

Thursday is Hello Day.

The unofficial start
of the new school year.

So have your songs and skits ready.

Winners get their names
inscribed forever

on the West Beverly Wall of Shame.

- l wish l was addicted to love.
- Donna, be careful what you wish for.

Yeah, well,
l'm getting a boyfriend this year.

Can we just not talk about guys
for one second?

Let's do something for Hello Day.

No way. l'm not getting up
in front of the whole school

and singing some dumb song.

lt is not dumb.
Where's your school spirit?

l'm not the performer type, okay?

Don't worry, we will carry you,
won't we, Donna?

Yeah, it'll be fun.

l mean, after an entire summer
in acting class,

we might as well try
in front of an audience.

That's what l'm afraid of.

- Scott, my man, when did you get in?
- Last night.

- So how was Oklahoma?
- Pretty decent.

How was Beverly Hills?

lt was cool. You know,
barbecues, babes.

Did you score?

Not as such. Did you?

No.

So, what's up with the hat?

What about it?

Well, isn't it a little big?

No, this is the way it's supposed to be.
lt's a Stetson.

Hey, l brought back some stuff
for you too.

Really? You know,
l don't look so good in big hats.

No. Here.

- Country western.
- Yeah, C&W.

Some of it's really cool.
You should play some on your show.

Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- First day of school and you're late.
- So are you.

A political decision
or did you just oversleep?

A little of both, l guess.

- Dylan McKay.
- Emily Valentine.

New but definitely not a freshman.

Transfer.

- We just moved from Marin County.
- You don't sound thrilled.

Oh, yeah. l love smog,
strip malls, traffic jams...

- There is more to L.A. than that.
- Like what?

The beach at sunrise.

Santa Ana winds. Randy's Donuts.

Yeah, well, maybe you could
take me out for a cruller sometime.

How about now?

l don't think ditching
the first day of school

is a good way
to make a first impression.

How about tonight?

Great.

At my old school, this would have fit.

Well, l guess all lockers
are not created equal.

- First day?
- Yup.

Brandon Walsh.

Emily Valentine.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, don't worry, you'll get used to it.
lf l did, anyone can.

- You going my way?
- l don't know.

- Well, come on anyway.
- All right.

- So any survival tips?
- Stay away from the meatloaf.

Any a little more relevant?

l wouldn't worry about it.
You're gonna love West Beverly.

l can tell already.
You're gonna fit in just fine.

About as well as your guitar.

- Thanks a lot.
- l was just kidding.

l know a place
where you can hide that if you want.

Okay.

The West Beverly Blaze.
My home away from home.

- You're a writer?
- Sports editor.

My dad's a newspaperman.
That's why we moved here.

- No kidding. He work for The Times?
- No. Far too mainstream.

He founded a free press in the '60s,
and he's worked on every liberal rag

from Cambridge to Berkeley
ever since.

So ever get any free tickets
to Raiders games?

Even if they did bail out on Oakland.

No, but l do have
two press box seats

for West Beverly's
exciting practise scrimmage

against Beverly Hills tomorrow night.

You sure you don't wanna save those
for someone special?

We need to talk
about leads for your first story

because l have
to push up the deadline.

Given it's the first week and all,
l wanna get the paper out--

Good morning, Andrea.

Sorry.

lt's just that l've been here since
7 a.m. and l'm so wired.

l just want this year's paper
to be better than last year's, you know?

Maybe even award-winning.

Andrea, relax. We have all year.

Right.

You said you knew somewhere
l could stash this.

Sorry. Andrea Zuckerman,
this is Emily...

Valentine. Emily Valentine.

Pleased to meet you.

- Me too.
- New?

l told her she could stow her axe here.
lt wouldn't fit in her locker.

Her axe?

Oh, yeah, right.

Sure, no problem.

So are you interested in working
for the school paper?

Me?

l don't think so. l hardly know
my way around here yet.

Oh, that's too bad.

No, l think we should do Motown.

Go as the Supremes
or the Pointer Sisters?

No, too old. You listen
to your mother's junk too much.

Why don't we do a show tune?

Something like
''Somewhere Over the Freeway.''

Right, we'll dress up like Munchkins.

Oh, wait, l've got it.

You know that Robert Palmer song

that Dave was playing today,
''Addicted to Love''?

We could do ''Addicted to Sex.''

Donna, Hello Day
is supposed to be a G-rated event.

Okay, how about
''Addicted to School''?

Coming from us?

No.

How about ''Addicted to Clothes''?

- That's perfect.
- Perfect.

- Hi.
- Who are you?

The newest member of your group?

Listen, B, l gotta talk to you
for a minute.

About something other than food?

Yeah. Listen, you know me and Bren
been kind of on-again, off-again...

You're kidding me. Wha--?

Brenda-Dylan, Dylan-Brenda.
lt's all l've been hearing all summer.

- l don't wanna hear it anymore.
- l know, it's old news.

But l got a date tonight
and l wanna bring her by the Pit.

And l wanna make sure
it wasn't gonna be weird.

Weird? Me?

Yeah.

Just out of curiosity,
what kind of car do you drive?

Beemer.

- Really? How about you, Donna?
- Beemer.

What a surprise.

Like the kids in San Francisco
don't drive nice cars.

Especially Marin County.

l'm just giving you guys a hard time.

How about you, Bren?
What do you got?

Porsche, Jag, Ferrari?

- What is it?
- Actually, l don't have a car.

No wheels?
l thought nobody walked in L.A.

Well, they do
if they don't have a driver's licence.

Thanks, Donna.

- Brandon.
- Emily, hi.

You live here?

You didn't know?

This is the home
of the Minnesota twins.

You're kidding. You and Brenda?

Yeah, l know,
it's kind of hard for me to believe too.

Well, l don't wanna interrupt
genius here.

l gotta get ready for work. See you.

l can't believe
Brandon's your brother.

Yeah.

Well, now that you know
the whole family,

we're having a barbecue
Wednesday night.

Why don't you join us?

Sure, l'd love to.

Hello.

Oh, yes, hello, Dylan.

l'm fine, thank you.

Just a minute. l'll get him.

lt's for Brandon.

l knew that.

You know,
l met a guy named Dylan today.

- Dylan McKay?
- Yeah, l think so.

Porsche Speedster?

Cute little scar on his right eyebrow?

Yeah, that would be him.

- Haven't lost your touch, Walsh.
- lt's just like riding a bike, Nat.

Yeah, well, pedal faster.
We're backing up.

- Emily, Dylan.
- Hey, man.

- We gotta stop meeting like this.
- Yeah.

Look, there's a couple
of stools there. Sit down.

l'll be with you in a second.

- You know Brandon?
- Doesn't everybody?

So does this pretty new face
have a name?

Hey, Nat.

l'd like to introduce Emily Valentine.

l hear you make
the best burgers and fries in town.

Oh, l like this girl.

Got a quarter for the jukebox?

Come on, it's on the house.
Come, come, come.

Dylan, when you said
you were bringing somebody by,

l didn't realise you meant Emily.

So, what's the big deal?

l've got a date with her
tomorrow night.

Hey, fellas.

You gotta watch out for this one.
You got a heartbreaker on your hands.

Brenda, she said
he had a cute scar.

What do you think
is gonna happen?

Kelly, are you gonna do
any homework this year?

Brenda, you better tell her
about you and Dylan

before something happens.

Kelly, l made up my mind.
We're seeing other people.

Brenda, you're not.

Welcome to L.A.

lt's spectacular.

You're pretty spectacular too.

To be fair,

l think l should tell you
that l just broke up with someone.

We're not really broken up,

but we're not really together either.

l'm not looking
for anything really heavy right now.

Who said anything was heavy?

Hey, Bren.

Guess who showed up
at the Peach Pit tonight.

- Brandon, l'm trying to study.
- With Emily Valentine.

- Who?
- Dylan.

Well, Dylan is free to see
whoever he wants.

- You mean that?
- Yes.

And l am not gonna be
a jealous person.

Well, if you can handle it, so can l.

- Hello.
- Kelly, it's me.

You were right about Emily.
She made the first move.

Boy, am l glad to see you.

- What's up?
- Look, l've really gotta go.

Could you cover me
while l hit the head?

Sure, what do l have to do?

As soon as this cut's over,
push this button. As soon as it's over.

No sweat.

You sure?

Yeah, l told you. Go.

Okay.

l don't know if l can handle this.

l didn't think anything
would happen this fast.

l almost called you
at the RAP-Line last night.

Well, you know you always can.

l was so sure of myself.
l thought that l had it all figured out.

There's not a lot you can do,
Brenda.

l mean, you told Dylan
to see other people,

and Emily can go out
with anyone she wants.

l know, and l know you're right.

Besides, l mean, it's not like
it's anything serious.

She's going out with a lot of guys.
She has a date with Brandon tonight.

She is?

Yeah.

Where are they going?

Hey, Corvette.

- How is my funny Valentine?
- Lost.

You know where the tech room is?

Oh, l was close.

You know, in some cultures,
if a guy helps a lost girl,

- they're romantically linked for life.
- Oh, yeah?

l read Margaret Mead last year,
but l must have missed that chapter.

Well, thanks.

- Did you see that?
- l don't believe this.

l do.

You know, there's a name
for a girl like that.

Ladies.

Slut.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Great song, huh?

All l asked you to do
was push one little button.

lf anyone can name that tune,
pizza's on me.

What are you trying to do,
ruin my reputation?

Not everyone has your taste, David.

The whole school does.
l'm a tastemaker.

Oh, yeah, l forgot.

Now that you hang out
with Kelly Taylor,

you're Fred Cool.

lt's Joe Cool,
and l'm not that.

And this has nothing to do
with Kelly Taylor.

You hijacked my show,
and that's not cool.

Those are good.

- Hey, guys. Room for one more?
- lt's a big lawn.

Listen, l know we were supposed
to rehearse this afternoon,

but l hate to bail, but l forgot
l have a doctor's appointment.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

My mother's taking me
to the gynaecologist.

- l'm going on the pill.
- Your mother?

You're kidding.

l have two sisters
that weren't so smart,

so by the time it got to me l guess
she figured better safe than sorry.

Smart move.

Excuse me.

Dylan.

- We need to talk.
- About what?

- About Emily Valentine.
- What about her?

- Are you gonna see her again?
- l don't know. Maybe.

Did you know that she was going out
with Brandon tonight?

Bren, why don't you just knit her
a scarlet letter?

Just forget about it.

Glad to.

l can't win with you, Brenda.
What the hell do you want from me?

l mean, first of all, you cut me loose.

You made a big production about
how we ought to see other people.

So l did. And now
you're throwing it back in my face.

Look, l didn't think
it would happen that fast.

lt seemed like forever to me.

So tell me, Dylan,
why are you really going out with her?

- Because you like her or because--?
- Because what?

Because she'll sleep with you.

You can't have it both ways, Bren.

The fact of the matter is, you gave up
any right to ask me questions

about my sex life when you decided
you didn't wanna be a part of it.

He didn't actually say
he slept with her.

And he didn't say he didn't.

l mean, don't you guys see?

l wouldn't sleep with him
so he found somebody that would.

Brenda, calm down.
You're jumping to conclusions.

Last song of the day, folks,

and l wanna dedicate it
to the hottest girl in the halls.

l don't know if l can take
another year of this.

l don't know your name,
beautiful one,

but l hear you ride a mean bike.

Who's he talking about?

Emily Valentine rides a motorcycle.

l guess you're not David Silver's
primo fantasy anymore, huh?

l'm devastated.

This guy talking about me?

lt sounds like you've inherited
the David Silver Fan Club.

Should l be flattered?

Yeah, Emily.

l guess all the guys
are lining up for you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Have a good time
at the gynaecologist.

What's with her?

Emily, Brenda's been going out
with Dylan McKay for almost a year.

Oh, God.

He told me he was
just coming off a relationship,

but he didn't say with who.

Now you know.

Listen, l--

l just wanted to say
l'm sorry for what happened.

Turns out some kids
actually like that kind of music.

- Really? l told you--
- Don't let it happen again.

Okay.

So you wanna come over tonight?

l'd love to,

but l'm supposed to have dinner
with my dad and Kelly and her mom.

lt's kind of a big deal.

Well, maybe tomorrow then.

Because l brought back
something else from Oklahoma.

Something really explosive.

So it's your turn tonight, huh?

Yup.

Doesn't it bother you
that she went out with Dylan?

Nope.

And what would you say if l told you
Little Miss Popularity was on the pill?

l'd say that
that's her business.

l just think that you should be careful.

No, Brenda,
l think you should be careful.

What's the matter with you?
You're trying to stir things up.

l like Emily. l'm gonna go out,

- have a good time with her tonight.
- Fine. Go. Have a great time.

l will.

Let's see. l lived in Cambridge
until l was 4,

and then we moved to Madison,

then Sa--
No, then Eugene, then Santa Fe,

then Tiburon and then here.

You must be getting
pretty used to it by now.

No, you never get used to it.

There's nothing worse
than the first week at a new school.

Except the first week
at a new school in Beverly Hills.

Actually,
l'd say you're doing just fine.

l was until l broke
the 1 1th commandment:

Thou shalt not go out
with Brenda Walsh's boyfriend.

That's my fault.
l was the one who told her.

lt's not your fault, Brandon,
and it's not Dylan's.

lt's not mine either.

lf Brenda had a problem,

she should have
said something to me.

She didn't really have a chance.
Things happened kind of fast.

So l like guys and guys like me.
What's wrong with that?

Nothing.

Well, this is it.

What do you think?

lt's incredible.

l've been driven
to a lot of make-out spots,

but l gotta tell you,
L.A. takes the prize.

You think l just brought you here
to make out?

Didn't you?

Well, not completely.

Good.

Brandon, there's something
l gotta tell you.

ln the not-playing-games
department.

What's that?

l came here last night with Dylan.

Well, l guess l'm losing points
in the originality department, aren't l?

Well, that's okay. You can
make up for it in other areas.

Yo, D, you got a minute?

- Sure.
- You know, l went out

- with Emily last night.
- l know.

And l kind of dig her.
And l think she kind of digs me.

Well, congratulations.
You guys getting married?

No. l just wanted to know how serious
things got between you two, that's all.

lf everything's so great,
what are you worried about me for?

Well, l don't know.
l just wanna know where l stand.

Do you remember the last time
you asked me about a girl?

Yes, l do.

Do you remember that l warned you,
if you did it again, l'd get a free shot?

l remember.

- l meant it, you know.
- l know.

ln that case, are you sure
you wanna continue this conversation?

Yeah. Just not the nose.

What do you wanna know, Walsh?

Did you sleep with her, man?

No. Satisfied?

- Yes.
- Good.

All right, go ahead. Free shot.

Not worth it.

Black Cats, M-80s, Roman Candles...
What do you think?

l hate fireworks.

Since when?
We used to do this all the time.

But that's when we were 9
and l used to play with G.l. Joes.

Okay, you're right. So it's kids' stuff.

But look at this.

lt's a .22.

My grandfather bought it for me
in Tulsa.

Pretty cool, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, l guess so.

This baby can take out a bird's eye
at 500 yards.

Fascinating.

lt's even more accurate
with a calibrated scope.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Check it out.

Have you lost your mind?

- Wanna try?
- No, l don't.

What's the matter?
l know what l'm doing.

l just don't find this all very amusing.

Oh, come on.

We were just having some fun.

Well, l'm not.
l'll see you around the corral, partner.

All right,
who called for another rare one?

l did.

- Here you go.
- l'll bet.

l can't believe she came.

Why not?
All her boyfriends are here.

l like the dip myself.
Did you bring your guitar?

Yeah, l did. lt's in the living room.

Go get it. We could use
some music around here.

Okay.

Oh, great. A hootenanny.

- Brenda.
- Excuse me. l didn't mean to be rude.

Yes, you did.

ln fact, it seems like you're going out
of your way to be rude to me, Brenda.

Well, Em, why don't you just go
get your guitar and bring it back in here

and we'll all gather around
and swoon.

Hey, you're the one that invited me
to this party, remember?

lf you want me to leave, just ask.
l'll be happy to oblige.

Oh, and disappoint your fans?
l wouldn't dream of it.

- Brenda.
- Dylan, stay out of it.

This is between me and Emily.

This isn't Beverly Hills,
it's Knots Landing.

When l got to school,
they should've given me a scorecard

so l could keep track
of everyone's boyfriend.

Oh, yeah, like that would have
made any difference.

Oh, grow up, Brenda!

You, of all people, should know what
it's like to be the new kid in school.

All l was trying to do
was make friends.

l shouldn't have bothered.

Emily, come on.

You happy now?

l've never seen you
behave like that before.

What did this girl do that's so awful?

She's going out with Dylan, okay?

l thought she was going out
with Brandon.

Yeah, she is. She's very busy.

l don't think you're being fair.

Mom, if you could see her in action...

l mean, l've never seen someone
move that fast.

Well, she doesn't seem
like that kind of girl to me.

The other day when she was
over here, she was so friendly.

l think she's just trying to fit in.

Yeah, she's friendly all right.
Very friendly.

ln fact, l'm sure all the boys
at West Beverly

she'll make very, very happy.

Brenda, just put yourself
in her place.

Last year, you were
the new girl at school.

Yes, Mom, l know.

lt's just every single time
l think of Dylan and Emily together,

l can't stand it.

Oh, Brenda.

She doesn't love him, Mom.

Do you?

- l miss him.
- A lot?

So much.

Then maybe
you should be with him.

l can't believe you're saying this
after everything that happened.

l mean, what would Dad say?

He'd say he wants you
to be happy too.

Brandon, don't hate me.

l don't.

Well, good night.

Up on the left.

Oh, and sound check
in ten minutes, okay?

What am l forgetting?

That this is supposed to be fun?

No, it's not fun until it's over.
Right now it's a mess.

- Hi, Kel.
- Where's Emily?

After last night,
l don't think she's gonna show.

Perfect.

Cancel ''Addicted to Clothes.''
We're not going on.

What?

You can't do this to me.
l'm gonna bomb up here.

- You guys are the best act we've got.
- Forget it, David.

Without Emily Valentine,
we don't even have an act.

Oh, that's great.
You know what this means?

That l've gotta close
with Jamie Thurman

and the Dancing Soda Cans.

Thanks. Thanks a lot, guys.

You know, l don't blame her.
You were pretty awful.

Look, you guys, l know.
But what should l do now?

Find her. Apologise.
And if that doesn't work, beg.

Emily, wait.

Oh, look. lf it isn't the president

of the West Beverly
Welcoming Committee.

Okay, l deserve that.

And anything else
you wanna say about me.

l don't have anything
to say to you, Brenda.

Look, Emily,

l'm sorry.

l don't know
what got into me last night.

Can't we forget everything
and start over?

- Can't you give me another chance?
- Yeah, right.

You know what
the really lousy thing is, Brenda?

l liked you.

And so l opened up
and l was honest,

but you turned that against me.

The next time
you call someone a slut,

maybe you should get
your facts straight.

Emily, l'm sorry.
l didn't mean it like that.

No, you think l sleep around.

Well, l don't.

For your information, l'm a virgin.

Then why are you on the pill?

l wanna be prepared
if and when the time comes.

l'm sorry l got the wrong idea.
l totally jumped to conclusions.

- You thought l slept with Dylan.
- Yes.

You really think
l could have done that

and gone out with your brother
the next night?

No. l mean, yes.

Emily, l'm sorry.
What else do you want me to say?

- l don't know.
- Please. Even if you can't stand me,

that doesn't mean
you can't hang with Kelly and Donna.

Oh, right.
l'll be the fourth musketeer.

No, it's not like that at all.

Matter of fact,
after the way l behaved last night,

if l don't get you on-stage,

neither of them
are gonna talk to me again.

Besides, how can you disappoint
a horde of drooling freshmen?

We were gonna do a send-up
called ''Addicted to Clothes.''

But it promoted your basic stereotype
of what life is like in Beverly Hills

instead of what's really important.

So we thought,
for you freshmen out there,

it might be better to do something
a little more real.

A little closer to the heart.

Okay, hit it.

Breaking up is hard to do

Don't take your love away from me

Don't you leave my heart in misery

lf you go then l'll be blue

'Cause breaking up is hard to do

Remember when you held me tight?

And you kissed me
All through the night?

Think of all that we've been through

Breaking up is hard to do

They say that breaking up
ls hard to do

Pretty talented, huh?

Yeah, she's got
a pretty good voice, l guess.

Can she write?

Oh, Andrea.

l wish that we were making up again

l beg of you, don't say goodbye

Can't we give our love
A brand-new try?

Come on, baby, let's start anew

'Cause breaking up is hard to do

Hi.

Hey.

The show's great.

Yeah.

l really liked the Dancing Soda Cans.

l'm surprised
you didn't shoot them off a fence.

Hey, l'm sorry about yesterday.

l didn't know
the rifle would weird you out.

You sure did change this summer.

l just went away for vacation.
l didn't change that much.

Well, maybe l did.

l know. You're a big man
around here now,

and l'm still a geek.

You're not a geek.

Maybe we can hang out next week.

Yeah. l'll call you.

Yeah.

Scott.

Yeah?

Cool it with the guns, will you?

Okay.

Breaking up is hard to do

l beg of you, don't say goodbye

Can't we give our love
A brand-new try?

Come on, baby, let's start anew

'Cause breaking up is hard to do

Breaking up is hard to do

We were awesome.

Did you hear that applause?
lt was so cool. l loved being up there.

Oh, great, she's bitten.
We're all in trouble now.

- lt's incurable, you know.
- So, what are you guys gonna go do?

l'm supposed to meet my mom.
Oh, my God, l'm totally late.

- l'm babysitting.
- Well, l'll drop you off.

Okay. Emily, thank you.
You were great.

You guys were great too.

How about you, Brenda?
What are you gonna do tonight?

Oh, l don't know. l thought
l'd go home, watch some TV,

study.

You know,
l think Knots Landing is on tonight.

Brenda, l know it's none of my
business, but l'm gonna say it anyway.

What?

He's a hell of a guy.

Whatever you've got,
don't throw it away.

Thanks.

Dylan, can we start over?

From where?

The beginning, middle,
where we left off?

l don't know.

After everything l went through,
l got scared.

l needed time to think things out.

So, what'd you come up with?

That l missed you.

That l needed you.

That what we've got
is much more than just physical.

Bren, l'm not here because of that.

l never was.

l'm here because l love you.

l love you too.

Nothing happened
with me and Emily.

l mean, l kissed her.

But that's it.

Dylan, you were right.

lt was none of my business.

Look, l'm sorry.

l'm sorry for everything
that l put you through.

Whatever it took to get you here,

it was worth it.

l missed this.

Yeah, me too.