Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990–2000): Season 8, Episode 4 - The Way We Weren't - full transcript

My name is Kelly Taylor.

I am 22 years old.

My mother's name is Jackie.

My sister's name is Erin.

My brother's name is David.

And, as luck would have it,

you are Brandon Walsh.

So far, so good.

Dr. Sturla was right.

If I write it down, it really
helps me to remember.

Hopefully, uh...



Hopefully this'll

help you remember, too.

I, uh...

brought you a little present.

What is this?

It's...

your ring.

You were

wearing it when you got...

When I was shot?

You can say it, Brandon.

It's beautiful.

Uh... were we engaged?

Yes and no.



Um,

I-I gave you that ring

when I proposed
to you the first time.

But things didn't go so well.

So, I...

I took it back to the jeweler,

and...

and then you went back
there and bought it back.

It's been through
a lot, that ring.

Kind of like the two of us.

Anyway, I-I know that...

that you always loved it,

and-and...

I don't know, I thought
you might want to wear it.

I wish I could remember.

But I can't.

I'm sorry.

That's okay.

That's all right, I, you know...

I understand.

Knock-knock.

Hey, guys. BRANDON: Noah.

How you doing?

Uh, this is

Noah Hunter.

I guess you could say he's your

blood brother now. Oh.

So you're the guy. Mr. AB

negative,

just like me.

Well, the doctors say

that you probably
helped save my life.

I don't know how I'll
ever be able to thank you.

Anybody with our
weird blood type

would've done the same thing.

I just hope you
don't have any, uh,

side effects, you know?

Mmm, what should
I be looking for?

Hair growing on my back?

Hey, don't make
her laugh too much.

She's still got stitches.

What's wrong? It's okay.

It's nothing, I'm just venting
at poor Dr. Sturla here.

She's getting better, isn't she?

Oh, physically, yes,
I couldn't be happier.

But mentally, well,

I'm just not seeing the kind
of improvement that I'd like.

It's my fault.

I was so worried about
helping her get over her surgery

and her gunshot, and I
just kept her so isolated.

There's no blame to
be placed, Mrs. Taylor.

Kelly's first order of business
was to have a physical recovery.

Now that she's
on the right road,

we can concentrate
on her amnesia.

I'm gonna start her on
dopamine, novadrenaline...

Things that'll enhance
the chemical messengers

in the brain, but... But

there's no guarantee
that they'll work.

When we're dealing with
the complexities of the brain,

there are never any guarantees.

There must

be something we can do.

Kelly's memories may
come back on their own,

but it would be really helpful

if you could surround
her with familiar faces,

uh, people from her
past, things she loved.

Anything that can
trigger memories.

Yeah, we'll do
whatever it takes.

It's her best chance.

Excuse me, I have

to answer this page.

It's so strange,

the things that she can
remember and the things she can't.

She remembers me.

Little things from
her childhood,

but none of the big events.

It's so hard to understand.

Yeah. Oh, Brandon,

it breaks my heart that
she doesn't remember you.

Not as much as it breaks mine.

♪ ♪

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♪ The need to breathe ♪

♪ It hurts so much ♪

♪ I guess I'm
heading for disaster ♪

♪ Looking for a human touch ♪

♪ I'm hungry ♪

♪ Right to my core ♪

♪ Looking everywhere for ♪

♪ For the last, last... ♪

Where's Donna?

She couldn't get out
of her job appointment.

I'll fill her in. All right.

Well, look who it is, the
working girl wannabe.

So any interviews today, Val?

Well at least I'm interviewing.

What are you doing?

Is this gonna take long? - No.

I'll keep it short.

All right, as we
all know, Kelly's

retrograde amnesia is
sort of in a holding pattern.

Which basically means

she's lost the last
couple of years of her life.

But she also has what they call

"antigrade amnesia,"
which means it's hard for her

to even keep new
information in her head.

The doctor said

that could get better
with time, though.

Exactly. But to get at
those lost memories,

the plan is to bombard
her with information

from her past: people, places,

pictures, stories, everything.

Everything?

Yeah, everything. If
it's part of her past,

I want her to have
it: the good, the bad,

the disgusting.

I'm going to start
bombarding her this morning.

Well, then I'll
drop by afterwards

and come up with all the
wonderful memories I have.

This is nothing
to joke about, Val.

Sorry.

I'll call Donna
and, uh, find out

when we can come by.

Yeah, I'll head over after my

important business
meeting on campus.

Just can't seem

to tear yourself away
from old C.U., huh?

You are looking at one of
the hottest new sports agents

to ever hit the boards.

Yeah, like you have
a chance representing

the C.U. women's
basketball team.

Not the whole team,
Valerie, just the top

three players.

You guys want to
let Brandon finish?

That's okay, I'm done.

Thanks for all your
help, guys. I appreciate it.

Okay. Yeah, we're
there for you, man.

Thanks.

Hello?

Uh, yeah, hold on just a sec.

A Mr. Grobecki from Seattle...

Seattle Times. Right.

It's a newspaper. Yeah.

Mr. Grobecki, how you
doing? Brandon Walsh.

Really?

The Metro desk?

Yeah, yeah, that
would be fantastic. I...

I can't really
start that quickly.

You see, I...

I got a little problem here.

My girlfriend was shot in
a drive-by shooting and...

No, no, she's gonna be fine.

Listen, do you think
you could do me a favor

and maybe hold the
job open for a week?

You could?

You know what? That
would be fantastic.

I will let you know
within the week.

Thank you, sir.

Bye-bye.

I'll take this for you.
Thanks. Oh, okay.

Breakfast man.

You can just leave it
there. I'm not hungry.

Now, you got to eat if you
want to get that youthful,

healthy glow back.

Noah.

How're you feeling?

Much better. I think.

I'm ready to get out of
here and go home, though,

wherever that is.

You're not gonna be able to

unless you get
your strength back.

I'm serious

about that eating thing.

It's the only way.

These are for you.

They're beautiful.

Thank you.

Yeah, I spared no expense.

I picked 'em at the
peak of freshness.

I got some other
goodies for you.

Yeah?

What's this?

Um, I didn't know what kind

of music you liked, so I got you

a little of this,
a little of that.

I don't even remember
what kind of music I liked.

How can you forget something
like that? Don't worry about it.

I mean, you'll
listen to it and, uh...

it'll come back
to you like that.

I gotta go.

So soon?

Yeah, but I'll be back later.

I'll stay longer.

Winston.

Noah, can you do me a favor?

When you come back,
can you bring Winston?

My mom will know.

You got it.

I don't have time.
Donna, come on in.

Look, let's just deal with
this at the meeting, all right?

Goliath, quiet, baby.

Don't let it throw
you; I thrive on chaos.

Oh, I can handle
it, Mrs. Schulze.

Um, did you decide what
you want me to get you yet?

Yes. I want something like this

or these; we'll do
the fittings here.

I don't have time to
go from one damn shop

to another. That's
what you have me for.

And I cannot tell you

how grateful I am that...

What now? Excuse me.

Yes?

Yes, this is she.

Appointment?

Oh, my God!

I completely forgot.

No, yes. Yes.

He'll be there.

Okay. Bye.

Is there a problem?

Where is my head?

The vet... Goliath was supposed

to be there for his
shots and grooming

this morning... Slipped
my mind completely.

Well, if you're all booked
up, I could take him over there.

That would be such a lifesaver.
I'll pay you for it, of course.

I hope it won't be too
much out of your way.

No problem. Thank you so much.

Goliath, baby, come on.

Bye-bye time.

Good shot.

Take it to the hoop.

I'm open!

Shot!

Yes, all right!

Steve! Hey!

I didn't think you were
going to show. You kidding?

Miss an opportunity
of a lifetime?

What might that be? You.

When you're voted Rookie
of the Year in the WNBA,

you're going to look right
into those cameras and say,

"I owe it all to Steve
Sanders, who believed in me

when I was an
underrated player at C.U."

To say nothing of practicing

six hours a day for the
last, oh, God, nine years...

Well, there is that, too.

What's this? What
do you think...

Karl Malone's the only Mailman?

Steve Sanders delivers, too.

The tickets!

Oh, my God, you
got the tickets! Hey!

What'd I tell you?

They told me the
Chemical Brothers concert

was sold out for weeks.

Well, look, you stick
with me after you graduate

I'll deliver for you.

Steve, you're the greatest.

I know.

Tell your friends.

Kel, it's been like
this all morning.

Can you believe she has
me taking her dog to the vet?

Yeah, I know. Hold on.

What?

No, I can still make
it to the hospital.

Probably like around noonish.

Okay.

Noah what?

He gave you that?

That's sweet.

Well, I wish I knew
him better myself.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, shoot, I have another call.

Can you hang on a second?

Okay, I'll just see you at noon.

Okay, bye.

Hello.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Schulze.

What?

Shoes for which outfit,
the gray or the blue?

The blue suit?

Okay, hold on.

No, no, not you, Goliath.

He what?

No, you did not
mention he hates the vet.

But...

Oh, boy, got to go.

Goliath! Stop! Wait!

Good dog. Heel!

Listen, Brandon,

I don't want you to think about

giving up that job offer
in Seattle on my account.

Well, it's not just
on your account, Kel,

it's... it's on our account.

I mean...

I know you don't remember
anything right now,

but when you do,

I don't want to be a
thousand miles away.

Let's just look at the
rest of the pictures, okay?

Okay.

This is us.

You and me.

Yeah.

I know.

Donna and David. Mm-hmm.

Uh, Steve and Valerie.

Kel, do you
remember any of this?

No. Nothing.

I don't remember Hawaii.

I barely remember today.

Hey, folks.

Hey, Detective.

How's our patient

doing this morning? Much better.

But I'm starting to feel like
I'm the one in jail. Yeah, well

I hope they let you out soon.

We could use your I.D. to
help put that creep away.

I thought Brandon
already identified him.

True, but, um, we
have a little problem.

How could there be a problem?

I ID'd the guy from the lineup.

He's the guy, no question.

Yeah, that's the problem.

See, the lab results came back.

No gunshot residue on his hands.

So what we'd like
you to do, Mr. Walsh,

is come on back
down to the station.

Look at a few other pictures,
and as soon as you're

ready, young lady...

I'll be there.

Good.

Can you, um, just
leave the pictures?

Yeah, sure.

I'll see you later.

Whoa.

Easy there, big
fella. Yeah, I'm sorry.

It's just my animal
magnetism. Oh.

Hey!

Hey, somebody's in a good mood.

Yeah, that would be me.

Yeah, you finally
win the lottery?

Better, I'm on the verge

of a whole new career.

Steve Sanders, sports agent.

I need a number
four for table five

and two threes
for the back deuce.

Okay. Whew, it's a good thing

I took all that math in school.

What's with the toothy grin?

I'm celebrating.

You care to join me?

Why don't you get that, uh,

Charlotte Campbell to help you?

Charlotte Campbell
is not my girlfriend.

Well, that's a smart move,
'cause, how do you say?

She's out of your league?

What do I have to do to
get you to go out with me?

Um... be somebody else?

Keep working it, pal.

She's warming up to you.

Oh, I'll melt her eventually.

Hey, Nat, this real-life

stuff isn't any more
difficult than school.

I've got a big

meeting with Drew Zaleski.

Zaleski, the big
deal sports agent?

The very one.

And when I tell him I've landed

Charlotte Campbell,
I'm in, big time.

You're sure you don't
need this for a while?

Mine just committed suicide.

No, go ahead.

Grab yourself a beer.

You'll have to put it on my tab.

Yeah, like you'll ever
need a tab with me.

Business still off?

Yeah. I don't
know, school's back.

I just, I can't seem
to bring 'em in.

It's so frustrating.

Maybe I need some
new bands or something.

You should get some.

That's the problem.
I can't find any.

It's like this town's all
dried up or something.

When you and
Valerie were partners,

she didn't get involved in
that side of the business?

No, music was
always my department.

Tell me about her.

Who, Valerie?

I can tell you in one
word: sex and money.

That's two.

Not where Valerie's concerned.

Dude, if you don't
have dough, forget it.

Val's out

for money, for stocks,
bonds, property.

She'll take cash,
check, credit card...

But when it came to squeezing
every nickel out of this club,

she knew what she was doing.

You and I should go hunting.

Hunting?

Band hunting. Um...

I know a few out
of the way places.

Sounds good.

Hey, you know somebody
named Winston?

Kelly wants me
to bring him back.

I have no idea
who this guy is, it's...

David.

I'm so dead. My life is over.

You're not going to believe
what just happened to me.

Donna, relax.

Okay, what happened?

Okay, you know Jane Schulze,
the woman I'm shopping for?

I lost Goliath.

Who's... who's Goliath?

Her dog.

You took her dog shopping?

No, to the vet.

See, Jane had an appointment.

She couldn't take
him to the vet, so I said

I would take him to the vet.

I didn't know he hates vets.

So we get to the vet,

the dog takes off, he bolts.

I can't find him anywhere

and now Jane expects
me to have him back.

Okay, here's what

you need to do:
you need to call Jane

and tell her that
there was a mix-up

at the vet and they're
keeping Goliath overnight,

and you'll have him
back to her tomorrow.

Sounds like a plan.

Well, how am I

supposed to have him back to her

tomorrow when I can't find him?

We're just gonna
have to get started.

I'd love to help you
guys, but I can't. I...

Don't worry about it.
How hard can this be?

Good morning.

Hey. Hey.

Well, what is all that?

Your college and
high school yearbooks.

I thought we could take
a trip down memory lane.

Valerie, that's so sweet.

Anything I can do to help.

It's so weird.

I mean, I know that

we all went to high school
and college together,

but I feel like I'm meeting
you all for the first time.

Well, actually, um, I
just met you in college.

I wasn't part of the
high school crowd.

That was just you, Donna,

David, Steve and Brandon.

By the way, um, has
Brandon come by?

Yeah.

Yeah, he's being really sweet.

Yeah, that he is.

So are you starting
to feel anything

for him?

You mean, do I remember
that we were in love?

No.

Listen, Kelly...

People are gonna tell you things

about your relationship
with Brandon,

but, you know, you shouldn't...

Just don't believe
everything you hear.

I mean, you and Brandon
were, were really close

and you were very involved.

But you had other
involvements, too.

I mean, that ring, it...

it wasn't on your
finger, was it?

No, no.

It was like this.

Look, all I'm saying is just
don't drive yourself crazy

trying to remember something
that may not have been there.

Where is Noah in here?

I can't find him.

Oh, that's because you
just met him in Hawaii.

Really?

That's so weird. I
mean, out of everybody,

I feel like I know him the best.

Really? Yeah.

So what do you know about him?

What do you want to know?

Everything.

Who is he? Where
does he come from?

Uh, Kelly...

You know, before you
get too interested in Noah,

I think maybe he
might have somebody.

Brandon said he wasn't
involved with anybody.

And he said that you
weren't interested in him.

He did?

Mm-hmm.

You know, the truth is, Kelly,

I just think you
can do much better.

Will you do me a favor?

Will you find out

if he does have somebody else?

I'll do my best.

Great. Thanks.

Mr. Zaleski,
thrilled to meet you.

I'm Steve Sanders.

I'm glad you could
make it, Steve.

Are you kidding?

Pass up an opportunity

to meet a legendary sports agent

like you? Come on.

It's a little thick, but thanks.

Whoo! So...

you'd like to join my
agency, huh? Oh, yeah.

You guys are the
best in the business.

Why aim low when I can
shoot for number one?

And you know why
we're number one?

Well, the way I see it,

the sports business
is a lot like biology.

You either grow or die.

If you're gonna stay number one,

you've got to learn to expand
into things like women's sports.

Title IX's going to make sure

it gets bigger and
bigger, and the WNBA

is already running
away with itself,

so things are a lock.

And I just happen to have a bead

on a future number
one right now.

Really?

Yeah, Charlotte Campbell.

I've seen her play in this gym.

Deadly in the paint,

second leading scorer
in the W.C. Central.

She's great and she's mine.

In the bag.

And I'm also talking to some of
her teammates and some guys

I know through KEG.

Look, Steve, you're a
nice, well-meaning guy,

so I'm gonna do you a big favor
and be totally candid with you.

Well, thanks, I'd
appreciate that.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

The only reason

I'm meeting with you today
is because of your father.

You know my dad?

Oh, yeah.

I've done a lot of
business with Rush.

He's my kind of deal maker.

Since you're his son,

I'm gonna be straight with you.

I believe these are yours.

Where'd you get these?!

I gave these to Charlotte. No!

You didn't.

And if anyone so much
as suspects that you did,

you deny it till your
face turns blue.

Do you know what the penalty is

for a college athlete who
accepts gifts from alumni?

Automatic suspension.

Charlotte Campbell
probably has a future,

and you damn near
ended it with those tickets.

And the same thing goes

for any other C.U.
athlete you go near.

You understand?

How did you get these tickets?

It's my job.

For your father's sake,

I'm giving you a life's
lesson here, Steve.

Don't put on the cowboy hat

unless you got the
cattle to prove it.

In mocha? You know, I
don't see any silk in mocha.

Uh, sweetie, you're
looking in the wrong section.

These are the
cheapies. Cheapies?

No, Mrs. Schulze, I
wasn't talking to you.

Actually, can I call
you right back? Thanks.

Let's see. You know
what? You need to be

looking over in that section.

Uh, Val? Yeah?

What are you doing here?

Oh, job interview.
But you know what?

I don't think retail's
in my blood. Hmm.

So, are you doing that
personal shopping thing?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, hold on.

Hello.

Hi, Mrs. Freiberg!

Yes, I'm at Paris
Bluff right now.

I just found you
two perfect outfits.

I was thinking I could meet
you around 3:00. Great.

Oh, I have call waiting.

Can you hold on? Thanks.

Hello. Hi, Mrs. Musgrave.

Yes, I'm here at Paris Bluff.

I was thinking I could meet you

at Gucci around 5:00.

You can't do that?

Um, can you hold on a second?

Okay.

How's 6:00?

I-I just have to visit a
friend at the hospital.

I can switch them.

Okay. Ooh, um, could you
hold on a second? Thanks.

Mrs. Freiberg, I am so sorry,

but can you hold on one
more second? Thank you.

Hello, Mrs. Musgrave?

Mrs. Freiberg, hi.

Ah... ha.

I just lost them both. Great.

You know, I have to say,

I like the brown one.

Better than the black?

Well, it depends
on who it's for.

Well, it's for Mrs. Freiberg.

Or is that Mrs. Musgrave?

I don't know. One of
them was canceling on me.

All right, hold this.

Redial.

Hi, Mrs. Musgrave?

Yes, this is Donna Martin's
associate, Valerie Malone.

Uh, yeah, we're not
gonna be able to move

this afternoon's appointment.

Um, will tomorrow be okay?

Great, great. Yeah.

We'll, uh, we'll call
you later to confirm.

Okay, thanks.

Thank you. Yeah.

How are you at
finding lost dogs?

Teddy-gram

for Miss Kelly
Taylor. Teddy-gram.

Winston.

You got him!

If you knew what I had to go
through to get this bag of rags.

Oh, thank you. Winston!

How about a hug for me?

Do I know you well enough?

Well, considering your
memory... Or, uh, lack thereof...

I'd say you know
me about as well

as anybody else right now.

It's good to see someone else
who can laugh about amnesia.

Personally,

I think that most memories
are vastly overrated.

Oh, excuse me.

You wanted to see me, Kelly?

Yes. Doctor, I'm
going stir crazy here.

Look, Kelly, your physical
therapy is going very well, but

the amnesia is something
we're gonna have to monitor here.

You're not letting
me out, are you?

Not quite yet.

I know it seems like
it, but it's not a jail.

You don't have to
stay in your room.

You can walk around
the hospital all you want.

Oh, that sounds like fun.

Hey, Doc,

it's none of my
business, but, uh,

you said Kelly was
okay physically.

Right?

Well, considering the
severity of her injuries, yes.

How about an outing?

Like a day trip,
off the grounds.

Maybe for a little while,
only if there's someone there,

just in case there's a problem.

Care to be my chaperone?

I would love to.

Uh, let's hurry up.
Get your things.

I'll wait for you
out front, okay?

Okay.

Thanks, Doc. Sure.

Thank you.

You know, you probably won't
understand this for a while,

but, uh, Drew Zaleski
did you a great favor.

Oh, yeah, I plan on
being eternally grateful.

Remind me to send him a
thank-you card in 50 years.

You know, sooner
or later, my son,

you're gonna realize
that life is not like school.

In school you screw up,
maybe you flunk a class.

In life, you screw up, the
consequences can be brutal.

I'm not talking about
succeeding or failing, either.

I'm talking about keeping
a roof over your head,

food in your stomach.

And when you have a family...

I know, I know! I'm a screw-up!

Look, you've
been telling me that

for the last 20 years.
You know what?

You're right. I am a screw-up.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

You really think I get a joy
out of you talking like that?

All I ever wanted

was for you to make
something of yourself.

I know, because this "myself"
isn't quite good enough for you.

Is that what you're
trying to say, Dad?

No.

What I'm saying is

that maybe some of
this is my fault, too.

That's why I want
to help you. Look...

I've been doing some thinking.

Maybe what you need
is something of your own.

A business that you
can control completely,

be totally responsible
for, that you can build,

that you can take pride in.

Something I can screw up.

No, this time you have
no choice but to succeed.

And what exactly is
this business venture?

You remember that little
newspaper that I own?

That Beverly Hills gossip rag?

Well, not anymore.

I fired the incompetents
I had running it.

It's defunct now.

It's a bare-bones operation.

What do I know about
running a newspaper?

Well, I hope to hell a lot more
than those idiots I fired did.

Son, it's not the
Washington Post,

but it does need a publisher.

I'm giving you a
big opportunity here.

Don't blow it.

Come on upstairs. I'll
show you the facility.

Ooh, I'm shaking
with anticipation.

Valerie?

Your partner? Mm-hmm.

Are you nuts?

I need the help.

Donna, this is Valerie, the one
where when you shake her hand,

you gotta check and make
sure your fingers aren't missing.

Look, I know this sounds crazy,

but she's extremely
well-organized

and she has good taste.

And to be honest, I can't handle

all the new clients Mrs.
Schulze's throwing at me.

Well, that'll be over soon.

Oh, that's funny. No, you
know what? You're right.

If we don't find Goliath, I
won't need Valerie's help.

I'll need a good place in
the unemployment line.

This dog is gone.

I might as well
just go and tell her.

Who, Valerie?

No, Jane Schulze!

You know what? I'm just
gonna go over there and tell her

how incompetent I am,
apologize, and offer to pay her.

Pay her?

Mm-hmm.

For the love of her life?
Donna, how do you do that?

Don't worry. We'll find the dog.

I wish I could believe you.

Steve, the Beverly
Hills Shopper?

It's an eight-page handout.

People use this rag
to line their bird cages.

What's the matter with you?

Forget about The Shopper.

It's gone. It's history.

It's whatever we
want to do with it.

We can make any
kind of paper we want.

What do you mean
"we," white man?

We, us, you, me,
partners, together.

I'll be the publisher,
you be the editor-in-chief.

We'll split everything 50-50.

Mm...

Just take a look.

Yeah!

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Good-bye.

Ah, wait! Don't be too
hasty. Think about it, Brandon.

This place is filled
with opportunity.

A little paint,

a little creativity,
a little imagination.

A little insanity.

Come on, Steve, let's go.

So you'll think about it?

Okay, I'll think about it.

No.

Brandon, come on!

We could really make
something out of this newspaper.

It'll be our own newspaper.

An underground newspaper.

We could make a fortune.

With what, Steve?

With what? There's nothing here.

You can't make
something out of nothing.

In order to have a newspaper,
you need, you need employees,

you need, you need
hardworking, talented people.

You need writers, you need,

you need advertising
salespeople,

you need, you
need art directors,

you need computer layout people,

you need equipment,
you need printers,

you need distributors.

Not to mention you need
salaries to pay all these people.

Yes, yes, there's all
those things, but Brandon,

I've been thinking,
and well, there's you.

There's you,

there's me, there's David.

He could do the, uh, the music
and club reviews, movie stuff,

things like that.

Donna, she could do fashion.

Me, I'll hammer out the sports.

You just have to
tie it all together.

After you spell-check my work,
of course. What do you say?

And what do we live on
in the meantime, Steve?

Well, The Shopper
still has about 60 grand

in accounts receivable.

My old man said
that we could use that

to get this puppy
up on its feet.

Brandon, once we start
turning a profit, it's all ours.

All of it!

What do you say, Brandon?

This could be a cash cow.

Come on.

Come on, man.

Steve, you know I love you, bro.

I can't do it.

We should turn back soon.

Just a little bit further, okay?

All right... I don't want

to tire you out
too much, though.

No, I'm fine.

This is exactly what I needed.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I told the guy in charge
that we'd turn back

in five minutes, okay?

You're worse than Sturla.

Oh!

All right, five more minutes.

This is so... I
don't know, weird?

Fascinating?

It's like I know every
inch of this beach,

but I'm seeing it
for the first time.

Does that make any sense?

Yeah.

You ever hear of the Danish
philosopher Kierkegaard?

Don't remind me.

I had to plow through his essays

when I took
sophomore philosophy.

Not exactly easy reading.

No.

Wait a second, you remember
sophomore philosophy?

Oh, yeah, our instructor
was Dr. Johanssen.

He had this big wart...

Oh, my God, now I'm
starting to remember.

I live in a beach
house not far from here.

My room is red

and Donna has the
room right next to me.

No, I don't.

Brandon told me that I live
someplace else with him.

I don't live at the beach.

No, you did.

Donna and you were
roommates for years.

Don't, don't rush
it, don't do anything.

Just let it come
when it's ready.

I don't know if I
want to remember.

Not many people get a chance
to have a whole new start.

I'd give anything for that.

Where the hell have
you two been? Hey, B.

What's up? I've
been sitting here

for the last two
hours, that's what's up.

We went to the beach.

The beach?

Yeah, yeah, it was great.

I felt the sun on my face.

Hey, why don't I just
leave you two to catch up?

B, you wanna grab a beer later?

No, I don't think so.

Okay, cool.

Big day today, huh?

You better get some rest.

I'll check with you tomorrow.

Okay, thank you, Noah.

All right.

Going to the beach...
Don't you think,

uh, that's maybe
pushing things a little?

No, I don't.

Brandon, when I was at the beach

I started to remember things.

I could practically
see the beach house

and Donna, Clare, my room.

Well, that's great.
Anything else?

Mmm, just little things.

And wh-what about us?

No.

I still can't remember.

I'm sorry, Brandon.

Not in the pound, not
in the neighborhood,

probably dead in
the road somewhere.

I don't know how much
longer I can stall Jane Schulze.

I've already called
her twice with excuses.

Donna, I'm telling you,

someone must have
found him and taken him in.

He doesn't have a name tag on.

How are we gonna find out?

You know what, forget it.

I'm just gonna
call her right now;

I'm gonna tell her everything.

At 11:00? I think you're
just gonna have to wait

until you take her
the clothes tomorrow.

Hey, B, nice morning, huh?

If you say so.

Okay, let me
guess. Kelly, right?

What the hell were you
thinking, taking her to the beach?

Man, you don't want an
explanation, you want a fight.

You chill out and I'll
come down and talk.

Let's talk right now.

All right, you're entitled.

She is your girlfriend.

I'm glad we agree on that.

Look, man, it was no
secret rendezvous, okay?

Didn't Kelly tell you?

Her doctor thought it'd
be good for her to get out.

And it was.

And you just
happened to be there.

I made a promise, I
keep my promises.

How many other things
have you promised Kelly?

Or Valerie, for that matter.

Noah, why don't
you do me a favor?

Give me a list of the people
you're not involved with.

It'll be a lot shorter.

Look, whoever I see is
none of your damn business.

It is when it comes to Kelly.

Look, man, it's not
my style to get involved

with something
like you and Kelly.

It never was.

If I'm treading too close,

give me the word, I'll back off.

As far as I'm concerned

you and Kelly have always
been meant to be together.

I hope you're right.

Good luck.

Mrs. Schulze, I am
very sorry, but Goliath...

Mrs. Schulze,
first, may I point out

how lovely you look today?

Now about Goliath...

Mrs. Schulze, do you
believe in alien abductions?

No...

♪ You look like you've
been staring at a picture ♪

♪ Trying to figure out
what makes me tick ♪

Hey, what'll it be, boys?

Beer. Beer.

Noah?

Oh, my God,

it's been...

Holy Christmas!

Where have you been?

What do you say, Luce?

I say you're a
sight. Man, I haven't

seen you since...
Yeah, we got a lot

of catching up to do.

How 'bout a round of beers

for my friends here?

Promise now?

I want some
quality time with you.

Four beers, coming up.

Well, you've got some
interesting friends.

Yeah, some good people here.

Real salt of the
earth, you know?

You from around here?

No, from back East, originally.

You know, this
band's not too bad.

Yeah, it's the backup band.
The next one's even better.

Okay, drink up, boys.

Thanks.

So, did you go to
school back East?

What is it you want to know?

Huh? What do you want to know?

I went to Harvard, my
parents are very wealthy,

and I work on boats to
keep my head straight.

Right.

Steve, you, uh,

think you can beat me
at a game of eight ball?

I'd rather try and beat
you with an eight ball.

♪ Get to know ♪

♪ Who I am ♪

♪ I'm feeling strange ♪

You see Kelly today?

Yep.

She asked about you.

Hey, look, B, when she gets
it all back together, I mean,

I'm gonna be the one
she doesn't remember.

You know, I just...

I feel like I'm... I'm stuck
in cement, you know?

I can't go forward, I
can't go backward.

The Seattle job, huh?

I really want the job.

But I want Kelly more.

We're not that different, B.

You know, believe it or not
I used to be a lot like you.

You know, everything
always came easy.

I didn't work that much.

It was all right there.

Like you.

What are you saying?

Carpe diem, man.

It's Latin for "Seize the day."

I had to find out the hard way.

You get just one of each day.

And when you lose that
day, it's gone forever.

I don't want you
to wake up one day

realizing you've lost more
days than you can even count.

Without Kelly, I just...

Without Kelly you're
still Brandon, okay?

Don't lose him, man.

You've got passion.

If you want to wait for
Kelly, fine, wait for her.

But use that passion.

Now, if you want
to write, go write.

You don't have to
go to Seattle to do it.

It's where you are, man,
it's not the geography.

Huh, nobody's that lucky.

It's not luck.

It's skill, baby, all skill.

Skill? Rack them up.

We'll try it again
in a minute. Here.

Hey, Bran, order me
another beer, okay?

I'm going to use
the bathroom. Hmm.

I'm coming with you.

So, what are we gonna
call this little rag of ours?

We? Ours?

Yeah, I've been
giving it some thought

and, uh, you know, a little
paint, a little imagination.

Are you serious?

Never more.

Really, you'll do this?

You are serious?

Conditions.

Okay, let's hear them.

Not many. You
handle all the business.

I get full editorial authority.
What I say goes in goes in.

What I say stays out
stays out... that's it.

That's it? That's it.

That's all? That's all.

Oh, boy, you drive a
hard bargain, Brandon.

Let me think about this.

Okay, deal!

Deal. Ah!

No massage parlor ads.

Bran, where do you
think all the money is?

We'll have to find the
money somewhere else.

Oh, after you. After you.

Thank you.

Dr. Gorman, please call
Orthopedics Three West.

Dr. Gorman, please call
Orthopedics Three West.

It's way past visiting
hours, Mr. Walsh.

Carpe Diem, Bridgette.

Kel?

Brandon.

I miss you.

I miss you more
than you'll ever know.

I'm not going to Seattle.

I'm staying right here.

I just wanted to tell you that.

You get some sleep.

See you tomorrow.

Thanks, Brandon.