"Previously on 90210:" "She messed with my pills." "Th-there's no way that she would do something like that." "You're right." "You're right." "I'm..." "I'm just being paranoid." "Well, you'll be happy to know that I wrote my paper." "I know you didn't write it." "I may have made a few changes to your paper after you went to sleep." "Hey, I'm sorry." "I can't believe you did this." "I drove Navid home." "He kissed me." "Did you kiss her?" "I can't remember." "I was drinking, and..." "Hey!" "I never want to see you again." "I'm dying, Ivy!" "I want to be there... you know, until the end, if that's what it comes down to." "Then, marry me." "Yes." "I've never been called to the principal's office before." "Can't believe I'm in trouble." "You're the one who cheated, not me." "Look, I screwed up, Naomi, and I am..." "I'm so sorry." "I just knew how important going to CU was to you, and I am good at writing papers, so I thought..." "You know what really pissed me off?" "The fact that you thought my paper needed rewriting." "I mean, do you think I'm dumb?" "No." "I think you're brilliant." "I do." "I think you're hilarious and... perceptive and honest, and I..." "I love the way your brain works." "You love my brain?" "I love..." "Well, a lot of things about you." "And..." "I love a lot of things about you, too." "And..." "I forgive you." "Thank you." "You've really never been to the principal's office before?" "Not against my will." "Okay." "Don't say a word." "What they have right now is a theory, and a theory is worthless." "Without proof, they cannot punish us, okay?" "This... is the paper in question, allegedly written by you, Naomi." "And this is a paper written for my European History class two years ago." "Similar ideas, some of the same turns of phrase written by... guess who." "Max Miller." "Clearly, there was cheating involved." "So, let's see..." "Either the prom queen, with a reputation for lying, copied her boyfriend's paper, or our class valedictorian-- with his perfect GPA-- conspired with her to cheat." "Come on, Naomi." "Why don't you just admit what you did?" "Fine." "Well, if neither one of you comes forward," "I have to assume you both were involved, and you'll both be expelled." "Expelled?" " We have an honor code at West Beverly and a no-tolerance policy when it comes to cheating, so yes, you will both be expelled." "Which, of course, means you can forget about CU and Caltech." "It wasn't a conspiracy." "It was all me." "I copied Max's paper." "He had nothing to do with it." "Thank you, Naomi." "Um..." "Now, that was not so hard, was it?" "So what is this important news?" "Ivy and I are engaged." "What?" "And because I'm starting chemo next week... um, we want to get married soon." "Like, in the next few days." "Maataa." "Pitaa." "I know you wanted me to have an arranged marriage like you." "And I know that Ivy isn't Indian." "But I love her." "And she loves me." "And-and-and we want to spend the rest of our lives together as husband and wife, officially and legally." "I recognize this isn't what you expected, but if you can find it in your hearts to-to-to support us..." "Of course." "What?" "We are just happy that you are happy." "You have our blessing, of course, betaa." "Thank you, Ivy, for loving my son." "Thank you for being okay with this." "I'm not okay with this." "What?" "Why?" "Ivy, you're 18 years old." "You're a kid." "You're not ready to make this kind of commitment." "And I'm sorry, but you're not doing this." "Yes, I am, Mom." "I am." "And, look, I love you, but I also love Raj." "Yeah, and you're right," "I'm 18, and that means I'm an adult, and I can make my own decisions now." "Look, I get that you two love each other." "And that's great, but... you know, live together." "I mean, do whatever." "Just... there's no need for you to get married." "But why not?" "I mean, why shouldn't we get married?" "Ivy..." "Mom..." "I'm going to marry Raj, and it would mean the world to me if you were there to give me away." "I can't." "I can't support this marriage." "I can't." "Ooh, I like that color." "West Bev blue in honor of graduation." "Okay, wait." "Tell me what you think about this nail art the lady did on my big toe?" "It turned out a little funky, right?" "No." "I think it's cute." "What is it?" "What?" "It's supposed to be a wildcat." "I don't know, it looks more like a demon or, like a..." "like a bagel with teeth." "Look..." "I think it's cute." "Well, who cares what people think?" "Freedom of nail expression is just one of the many advantages of not having a boyfriend." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "I mean, I'm..." "I'm heartbroken." "Heartbroken-slash- really pissed off." "But..." "I'm okay." "I got my friends, you know?" "Yeah." "Can I just say how grateful I am that we're still friends?" "Me, too." "I mean, we had a rough year, but... we made it through, didn't we?" "Yeah." "I mean, we've been friends since we were little." "We're going to be friends when we're old ladies." "Yeah, we are." "Come here." "Okay." "I'm..." "I'm coming." "Don't mess it up." "Good-bye, sweetie." "All right." "All right." "I'll talk to you later." "I'll see you later." "Bye." "All these lies." "You really think you're going to get away with it?" "I'm tired." "There's no one here." "You're dead." "Don't you learn?" "You stole my songs, and everybody found out." "And yet here you are, lying to Navid, lying to Silver." "Come on." "How do you think this is going to end?" "I'm okay." "Everything... is going to be okay." "No, no." "It's not." "Hey, blondie." "You wearing anything under that robe?" "Hi." "And yes, I am." "Thank you very much." "Have I taught you nothing?" "I didn't know you were coming today." "Of course I'm here." "I wouldn't miss you guys graduating." "Are you kidding?" "I can't believe you're expelled." "I'm so sorry about that." "Oh... what are you going to do?" "Well, what about CU?" "I guess I'll get my GED and see what happens next." " Maybe they'll..." "let me in next year." "Who knows?" " Yeah." "So, what are you going to do about this weekend?" "Parties." "You going to go with us to Melissa Manning's tomorrow?" "Um, no." "Actually, I-I can't." "Well, what do you mean, you can't?" "Because..." "Raj and I are kind of getting married." "Oh, my God!" "Thank you," "I think." "Really?" "Yeah, really." "Now, trust me, I know it's a little crazy..." "Oh, no!" "It-it's romantic!" "It's crazy, yes, but good crazy-- wonderful crazy." "I'm so happy for you." "Thank you." "Well, tell me everything." "When?" "Where?" "Who are you wearing?" "No, I'm-I'm going to keep it super, super low-key." "Well... well, how low-key?" "You know, like, maybe I'll just have a ceremony and not some big party." "Look, my mom doesn't really approve of the whole thing, so she's not going to be coming to the wedding." "Oh." "I'm sorry, Ivy." "Well, I'll deal." "And Raj's family wants us to have a traditional Indian wedding, so we'll probably just have the ceremony in his parents' living room." "In Raj's parents' living room?" "Naomi, getting married isn't the important part;" "being married is." "I don't know who told you that, but that is just not true." "There is nothing more important than the wedding." "The wedding..." "Okay, okay... is the party part of getting married." "It's..." "I'm going to throw you a wedding." ":" "I'm going to throw you a wedding!" "Oh, my gosh, you're getting married!" "I know." "Hey!" "There you are." "You're late!" "Yeah, I know." "Hey." "Let's go graduate." "You know what?" "What's that?" "I don't think I've ever been so happy in my whole life." "I mean, this-- right here-- this is my happy high point." "Yeah?" "That's cool." "Everything's just working out so perfectly." "I mean, we made it through high school." "I inherited a fortune, so college tuition's taken care of." "I got into Carnegie Mellon;" "you're into Drexel." "And we are going to live together." "I found this amazing apartment." "It's huge." "Can we talk about this later?" "Why?" "I would just really rather not talk about this right now, like, right before graduation." "Hey, wait." "Tell me what's going on." "I don't want to go to Drexel." "What?" "Yeah." "I mean, I don't want to go to college at all." "Oh, my God." "I mean, all this time, you've just been pretending that you wanted to have a life with me?" "I... well, I mean, I didn't mean to." "I just..." "I didn't know how to bring it up to you that I was having doubts." "Doubts about school." "So... are these just doubts, then?" "No." "I mean, yes." "I was having doubts." "But when I got the acceptance letter," "I knew I didn't want to go." "But you didn't mention it to me?" "I didn't want to hurt you." "I love you, Annie." "Mm-hmm." "Um..." "I can't do this." "You and me..." "I can't..." "What?" "What does that mean?" "It means that we have spent the past six months planning a future that you don't even want." "It means I can't trust you." "Are you breaking up with me?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I..." "I am." "Annie." "Good-bye, Liam." "This is an achievement, earned the hard way." "By working hard, by stumbling, by falling down and getting back up again." "By persevering." "And so I ask you, Class of 2011, to take pride in what you have earned." "I know that I am very, very proud of you indeed." "And now it is my great pleasure to introduce someone of whom I am particularly proud, the valedictorian of the Class of 2011," "Max Miller." "You're my boy, Max!" "Thank you, Principal Nowack." "Good afternoon, everybody." ""Commencement."" "What does that word mean?" "Well, if you don't know, perhaps you shouldn't be graduating from high school." "Um, to commence is to begin." "And so, as we step forward into our futures, we should take a moment and think." "What do we want to be when we grow up?" "What kind of person do you want to be?" "What... kind of person do you want to be?" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I can't do this." "I..." "I was the one who cheated." "Not Naomi." "I..." "I screwed up." "I broke the honor code, and I'm sorry." "But she should be graduating here, not me." "I'm..." "I'm sorry, Naomi." "I'm..." "Uh, congratulations, everybody." "Uh, well..." "Can everyone please quiet... can everyone just please stand?" "West Beverly Hills High School, Class of 2011," "I hereby proclaim that you are officially graduates." "Congratulations!" "Why'd you do that?" "What about Caltech?" "You didn't have to do that." "Yes, I did." "Because when I think about the future," "I want to be the kind of guy who deserves a girl like you." "Ooh, that tickles." "Well, keep still." "That is amazing." "Yeah." "It's mesmerizing." "Mm-hmm." "Like watching paint dry." "Naomi." "I'm sorry, but you asked for a bachelorette party." "No." "Actually, I didn't." "And, quite frankly," "Amish bachelorettes are wilder than this." "Bachelor party!" "Come on, dudes!" "Bachelor party!" "Bachelor party!" "Yeah!" "Bachelor party!" "Bachelor party!" "For the guest of honor." "Thank you." "Both of them, dude." "Okay." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Cheers." "Cheers it up." "Yeah." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Hey, um..." "So how you doing, man?" "I'm doing all right, man." "I'm doing pretty well." "I should get married more often." "This is pretty fun." "Just wait till Terry gets here." "Terry?" "Oh, no." "A stripper?" "Did you say stripper?" "There's going to be a stripper here?" "Hell, yes." "Hell, yeah!" "Yeah, man." "Think my cousin's having more fun than me." "Yeah." "Anyways, um, you know, I'm really happy for you and Ivy." "You know, I... wish you guys all the best, man." "Thanks, man." "I appreciate it." "It means a lot to have you guys' support, you know?" "Mm-hmm." "You know Ivy's mom isn't coming to the wedding, right?" "She doesn't approve." "Really?" "Laurel's usually real cool." "Not about this." "I mean, it's okay, but I just feel bad for Ivy, you know." "Yeah." "Stripper time!" "Stripper time." "Stay right here." "I thought they were joking." "Good evening." "Uh..." "Hey, officer." "Um..." "What seems to be the problem?" "I'm afraid some neighbors have complained of a disturbance." "They have?" "Yes." "Maybe I should come in and frisk some people." "What?" "Oh, no." "Oh, no." "Oh, no, hey, guys, guys, it's okay." "I'm not a cop." "I'm Terry." "You're Terry." "He's Terry." "All right, ladies." "It's time to get the party started." "Cocktails for everyone." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Oh, and the ice cubes are made in the shape of little penises." "No, thank you." "Naomi..." "What?" "Oh, my God." "You won't wear the headband with the phallic antenna, you won't play spin the bottle..." "You expect me to play spin the bottle with my fiancé's cousin?" "Okay, how about a drinking game?" "No, no drinking games." "Fine." "The game is..." "I'll drink, and you can time me and see how long it take me to pass out." "Mmm." "Mmm." "I'm afraid some neighbors have complained about a disturbance." "Please tell me you're a stripper." "Maybe I should come in and, uh, frisk some people." ":" "Oh, hell, yes." "Sorry." "Come on." "Hey." "Oh!" "What...?" "Come on." "What are you guys doing here?" "Uh?" "Well, uh, there seemed to be a mix-up, and we found ourselves with a prepaid male stripper on our hands." "We were wondering if maybe you would want..." "A male stripper on my hands." "Yeah." "Oh, honey, I want." "Yes, baby!" "Whoo!" "Yeah, baby." "This is just a little too weird." "Uh, I thought we were just dropping him off." "I didn't know we had to stay for the whole dance part." "Well, this is not weird." "This is amazing." "Isn't it amazing, Teddy?" "Uh, no, no." "This... this is weird." "Stop." "Oh, my..." "Here." "Annie, put a little money into that boy's thong." "Hey." "These are all hundreds, Naomi." "Okay." "Well, does someone have smaller bills?" "I have singles in my purse." "There is the party spirit." "Thank you, Adrianna." "Yeah!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Whoo!" "Ah!" "I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "Oh, my God." "Sorry." "Oh." "Why do you have Silver's pills?" "Let me see that." "Oh, my God." "You did do it." "I was right." "You..." "You switched out my pills." "Um..." "look, I-I-I..." "I really honestly don't know how they got in there." "Someone must have put them in there." "You're a liar." "You're a pathological liar." "No." "Guys...!" "I'm not... no, I'm not lying." "Nothing happened between us, did it?" "Look, I..." "Okay, you don't understand." "Adrianna, you need to go." "But..." "Adrianna, it's time for you to leave." "Go." "I'm... so sorry that I didn't believe you, Silver." "No, it's okay." "It's hard to fathom that someone could do something so awful." "Yeah, but I'm..." "really, really sorry." "Well, I'm sorry that I..." "I-I thought that you'd cheat on me." "But I'm really glad that it's not true." "Me, too." "Hey..." "I missed you." "I missed you more." "Mmm." "Hey." "Hey." "So, um..." "I just wanted to let you know that..." "I got a job." "Wow." "Already." "Okay." "Yeah, it's on this deep-sea fishing boat." "You know how I always loved being on the water." "It's not an easy job, but it pays well." "And I figure a couple months at sea might help me, uh... think... figure out what I want to do." "So this is what you want to do instead of going to college?" "You want to go fishing?" "You don't have to make it sound so dumb." "Liam, I just don't get it." "I know you don't." "When... do you leave?" "Tomorrow." "Uh... well, good luck." "I hope that you find yourself, or whatever it is that you're looking for." ":" "Oh, man." "I hate to say I told you so." "Oh, well." "I told you so." "No." "God." "They all hate you, don't they?" "They'll forgive me." "Are you kidding?" "Silver and I have been friends since we were little... and we're going to be friends when we're old ladies." "We're going to get through this." "I know we can." "It's open." "Come in." "Uh... hey." "Oh, Dixon." "Hey." "I thought my yoga teacher was early." "Um, Ivy's already..." "gone over to the thing." "Um... yeah, actually, I came to talk to you." "Uh... your daughter's getting married." "You-you can't be here doing yoga while your daughter's getting married." "I'm sorry, but I can't." "I can't... support this." "This whole thing is... crazy." "Look, I..." "I know they're young, okay?" "And-and I know it's happening way too fast, but Ivy and Raj love each other, a-and they're very committed to each other." "He's dying," "Dixon." "That's why they're getting married-- because Raj is dying." "If Ivy marries Raj, she'll be a widow before she's 25." "If Ivy marries Raj, he'll leave her and break her heart." "I... don't want her heart to be broken." "I don't want Ivy's heart to be broken." "I-I know." "I know." "But there's nothing we can do." "Ivy loves Raj." "And if Raj dies... when Raj dies... her heart is going to be broken, whether they're married or not." "That's life, you know?" "Heartbreak is just a part of the deal." "That's why I think we got to support 'em." "'Cause life is hard." "And life is way too short." "And... we just got to love each other as best we can while we're still here." "You're just... so young, aren't you, Dixon?" "Okay, we need four more table arrangements." "Can you try to center that, please?" "Whoa!" "Crazy!" "Okay, guys, careful, please." "That is very expensive." "Okay..." "Punch." "All right." "Max!" "Hi!" "What are you wearing?" "Did you not get the outfit I messengered over to your house?" "It matched my sari perfectly." "Uh..." "I'm in some trouble." "Um... my parents are not dealing well with me getting expelled, and, well, in fact, they're pretty pissed." "Oh, I'm sorry, Max." "They think that you're a bad influence." "And they've forbidden me to see you again." "What?" "Um, okay, we'll just sneak around." "They're sending me to a summer program in Cambridge, with the hopes that M.I.T. will still take me in the fall." "I leave tomorrow." "What?" "What?" "No." "Max." "You just..." "you just have to tell them that you're an adult now and..." "and it's your decision, and no." "I can't." "I can't." "My parents are my parents." "They sacrificed a lot for me." "I just..." "I can't defy them." "I'm sorry, Naomi." "I'm so sorry." "Max..." "I just..." "What... what does this mean?" "We just can't see each other anymore?" "I-I'm so sorry." "Just... just... :" "Why..." "Max?" "I got to go." "I got to go." "I got to... go." "I love you." "Okay?" ":" "I love you, too." "Okay, I can't believe I'm actually getting married, and to a guy who knows how to ride an elephant." "My God, you need someone to walk you down the aisle." "I'll do it." "No, Naomi, that's really sweet of you, but I'm..." "I'm okay." "I'm fine." "No," "I'm going to give you away." "Ivy." "Mom?" "You're here." "Am I too late?" "No, you're not too late." "Oh, I'm so sorry, sweetie." "It's okay." "You're here now." "Yeah." "Way to ruin my big moment, Laurel." "Mama, you want to walk me down the aisle?" "Yeah, I would." "Let's do this!" "All right." ":" "Okay." "We have come together to wed Ivy, daughter of Laurel, to Raj, son of Miraya and Iravan." "Today, they build together the foundation of their marriage upon the earth, in the presence of sacred fire and the radiant sun." "And, of course, among their friends and family." "And so... let us begin the ceremony that will bind them together so long as they both shall live." "So..." "Max is leaving for Massachusetts tomorrow?" "Yeah." "I can't believe it." "I keep trying to think of a way to make him stay, but I guess..." "I can't." "I guess I have to let him go." "Ugh." "Love sucks." "I'm getting that tattooed on my face." "Well, that'll keep the boys away." "I doubt it." "Okay, everybody, um, it's time for the bouquet toss." "I can't believe I'm actually saying that, but there it is." "So gather round, all of you single ladies." " Oh, good Lord, I am so not in the mood for this." " Yeah, no kidding." "I'm going to get us drinks." "If that bouquet comes near me, I'm going to kick it." "On the count of three." "Ready?" "One... two... three!" "My God!" "Really?" "!" "Why, I think I will." "Silver." "What are you doing here?" "Silver, please just hear me out, okay?" "I know I've made some mistakes." "I have." "I am so sorry." "If you'd just give me a chance to explain myself?" "Please, I'm begging you." "Please?" "Go to hell, Adrianna." "Hey." ":" "Oh, hey." "Oh." "They're a great couple." "Yeah, they are." "You know, they..." "they really are." "Ivy's glad that you came, you know." "It means the world to her." "Well, I-I love Ivy, and... sometimes, when you love someone, you have to let them be their own person." "You know?" "Even if you don't agree with what they want to do with their life." "You have to let them beat their own tambourine, even if you don't care for tambourine music." "I'm-I'm sorry, Laurel." "I have to go." "Oh, oh, man, I'm-I'm sorry to get so heavy." "I got stoned with the elephant trainer guy." "So..." "Oh, no, no, not at all." "Thank you." "What the heck happened to your arm?" "Oh, bouquet toss." "Are you serious?" "Yeah." "I got gouged by a stiletto." "Ah." "Maybe you should get a tetanus shot or something." "No." "You know who needs to get shot?" "The heifer that impaled me." "Okay, I'm sorry." "If you can't handle heels, wear flats." "Words to live by." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "Dixon, do you know what port Liam's leaving from?" "Uh, Long Beach." "Why?" "Because I've been a complete idiot, and I love him, and I have to see him before he goes." "So, wish me luck." " Oh, good luck!" "Run like the wind!" "Go get him!" "You think she's gonna make it on time?" "I hope so." "Hey, who can say?" "Who can say what's going to happen to any of us?" "I mean, the future..." "The future is unknown." "Hey, I just feel like being a little philosophical, okay?" "I know." "I mean, I... uh, I'm a little drunk." "I like it." "To the future!" "To the future!" "To CU." "Hey, are you still going?" "The dean e-mailed me." "It's cool." "Class of 2015, bitches!" "2015!" "Hold on." "Wait." "Uh..." "to Pepperdine." "Huh?" "To Pepperdine!" "Oh!" "To Pepperdine." "To getting back on the tennis circuit." "Yeah!" "To wherever the hell" "I end up next year." "Just hopefully not the Beverly Center selling jeans." "I'll buy some." "I'll buy some." "To Ivy and Raj." "To Ivy and Raj!" "To Ivy and Raj." "And to enjoying every day as it comes." "Yes." "Cheers to that." "Come on, losers." "On your feet." "Hey." "It's going to be okay." "It's not." "It's not okay." "I ruined everything." "Hey." "Adrianna." "You were right." "There was nothing I could do to make things better." "No." "That's not true." "There is something you can do." "What?" "I'll do anything." "You can make all of this better with just one step." "Everyone would be better off if you were dead." "Everyone would be happier." "The world would be a better place." "Go on, Adrianna." "Do the right thing." "I don't want to die." "I'm not going to do it." "I'm going to try and be a better person." "I'm not going to give up." "I'm not going to give up." "Liam!" "Liam!" "Annie?" "What are you doing here?" "I want you to play your own tambourine music." "What?" "Look, I-I know that I don't understand why you're doing what you're doing, but I know that it's important to you, and... and so I support your decision." "You do?" "You know, I never meant to hurt you." "I know." "I got to go." "I love you." "I love you, too." "And I really do hope that you find whatever you're looking for." "And after you find it, then you can come and find me in Pittsburgh." "Hey." "Hey." "Naomi." "Hi." "You shouldn't be here." "It's..." "I know." "I know." "I'm sorry." "Kiss me." "Max." "You got to go, Naomi." "You know, if they find you here..." "I have to tell you something." "There was a bouquet toss at the wedding, and I got my arm gouged by a nasty stiletto." "Geez." "I'm so sorry, but really, you should go." "And I ended up in the emergency room, and they gave me a tetanus shot, and they did blood work." "Would you please?" "Max, I'm pregnant."