"Here you go, Cindy, enough pinecones for a fire every night this winter." "And if that isn't enough, we'll go raid the next block." "With the winds blowing like they are, the streets are littered with these things." "Oh, no, this'll be just fine, thank you." "I want to give you a bag to take over to Jackie." "I don't think she knows" "how to start a fire." "No chance." "Well..." "But we'll use them at the apartment." "Did you know that I got the highest points in my Brownie troop for fire-building?" "Well." "That is quite an accomplishment, Kelly." "I am very proud of you." "Well, unlike my flippant son, I am proud of you." "I hear you're gonna be on the cover of Seventeen magazine." "Didn't I tell you to keep that a secret?" "I'm gonna go make some tea." "Would either of you two like a cup?" "It's not official yet." "I mean, they liked the pictures and they're talking big plans, but who knows what will happen." "Kelly, this is so exciting." "You better watch it, Kel." "Next thing you know, you're gonna be a big supermodel." "Billy Joel's gonna be calling you." "Well, there he is right there." "Remember, Kel, he's still on the rebound from Christie." "Okay." "Hello?" "I have an international person-to-person call for Brandon Walsh." "I'll accept that call." "Hello, Brenda." "No, not Brenda." "Um..." "is Brandon there?" "Just a minute." "It's for you." "This is Brandon." "Hi, this is Emily." "Well, howdy, stranger." "A blast from the past, huh?" "I'll say." "So, where are you?" "Well, right now I'm in Paris, but I'm getting on a plane for the States tomorrow." "Really." "Yeah, and I have a layover in L.A. tomorrow night." "I was hoping you'd be around." "I'll be here." "Great!" "Yeah." "Great." "You're welcome." "Ah, Nat, you must have been expecting us." "You know what?" "These walls are screaming, screaming, for some of these." "What do you say?" "My walls are your walls." "Go for it." "Thank you." "Excellent." "Put a couple over there." "Put some in the bathroom." "By the phone." ""The Steve Sanders Holiday Rave"?" "Yeah, it should say the "Steve Sanders and Griffin Stone" "Holiday Rave," but who's noticing?" "Oh, boy, here we go again." "Who dreamed this baby up, huh?" "Who got you the house?" "House?" "What house?" "We're throwing the rave in a Hancock Park mansion this weekend." "Hancock Park?" "What's wrong with the rug store?" "The rug store is not gonna be ready for another three weeks and the rave's gotta go on." "Whatever." "Don't worry." "I'm not deserting you." "I have every intention of cutting you in." "Oh, nah." "Come on, you want to throw an independent party, no sweat." "We're not joined at the hip." "Okay?" "Thanks." "You know what?" "I gotta make a few phone calls." "In the meantime, put the word out that we're hurting for a truck, and hand out some of these, why don't you?" "Aye, aye, Captain." "Hey." "Look what I found on Brandon's windshield this morning." "I hope you can come." "Do you need any help getting it off the ground?" "Nah, I got everything covered." "Oh, come on, there must be a zillion details to deal with." "What about publicity?" "I've got that covered." "David and Clare are gonna post it on some electronic bulletin board." "Well, then I'll help in some other way." "I'll pass the flyers out-- something." "You know, we had a pretty good time throwing the other rave, don't you think?" "That was very different." "You know we made a good team." "Okay, you know what?" "Pass some of these out." "Anything for the party." ""Multi-room extravaganza... 9:00." "Tomorrow night." "Be there."" "Okay, all info in?" "Yeah, I think I'll name it... "Holiday Rave."" "Okay, good." "Okay, now just pick the Delphi forum where you want it posted." "Oh, man, there's a lot of choices...." "Okay, look for "Twentysomethings,"" ""College Parties,"" "something like that." "Oops." ""Oops"?" "What's that?" "Well, I just dropped it in the wrong forum, but that's okay." "Let's see here." "Retrieved..." "Reposted..." "Bingo." "Mission accomplished." "You sure?" "Clare, I know what I'm doing." "Okay." "Hey!" "How's it going in the cyber-world?" "Rave-mania lives." "So, are they still looking for musical acts?" "Yeah, as far as I know." "Ray, that'd be perfect for you." "Let me talk to Steve." "Thanks, but I don't think I could prep for it on such short notice." "Yes, you could." "You have some great material." "I don't think your friend Griffin would go for it." "We'll see." "Beware." "We've entered "couples only" zone." "Good, then we can all triple date to the rave tomorrow night." "No, we can't." "Why not?" "I gotta pick up an old friend at the airport." "I'll be in my room." "So, uh, who you picking up, Brandon?" "Emily Valentine." "Emily?" "Wait, wasn't that that fire-starter girl?" "You slay me, Silver." "Kel, will you stop the bombing." "Emily is just a friend." "According to Brenda, she was more than that last Thanksgiving." "Yes." "Well, that was last Thanksgiving and this is this Thanksgiving, and there's something else added into the equation here, and that would be you." "I didn't want to get into this, and maybe I'm being petty... but what happened with you guys in San Francisco?" "We spent the weekend together," "She left for France." "That's it." "Don't whitewash this, Brandon." "Okay." "I fell for her." "But that was "B.K."" "Before Kelly." "So your feelings for her are gone?" "Gone." "Gone, gone, absolutely, completely, utterly gone." "Okay?" "Okay." "Good." "Sorry." "I'm sorry, too." "Oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" "What is it?" "Oh, yeah!" "This is gonna be great." "This will be our main dance floor down here." "We can fit a hundred, 150 people down here." "What do you think?" "We have to leave room for the lighting equipment." "Which I hear we have to move tomorrow." "Boy, that stuff is heavy, too." "Guys, we still need a truck, though." "Okay, I'm gonna set up the food by the window over here." "Nat recommended a guy who makes Mexican food beautifully." "What are we, uh, caterers?" "Why don't we buy some chips and soda, keep it simple?" "This is not a caterer, okay?" "It's a guy who cooks some food, cheap." "Keep in mind this is just the downstairs." "If you get sick of the action down here, you go kick it upstairs in one of the "mood rooms."" "And you want to do all this" "by tomorrow?" "Yes." "You're dreaming, man." "Unless you got a magic wand, I don't see any of this happening within the next 24 hours." "You better go get your vision checked then, Stone." "Great." "Second time this fuse has blown." "Another problem we have to solve before tomorrow." "It's that fuse in the kitchen." "Must be 40 years old or more." "Well, excuse me for not finding an optimum party house that has state-of-the-art electricity." "You know, I'm getting a little sick of your lip, you know that?" "And I'm getting a little sick of your ego." "Uh, when you guys are done, I'll, I'll give you these." "What is this?" "Everything we need to get done by tomorrow night, split three ways." "It's gonna be tight, but I think we can do it" "Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" "No." "Not at all." "Hey, wait a second." "You mind if I ask you why you're being so helpful?" "What makes you think I have an ulterior motive?" "I know you, Valerie." "What's going on?" "What do you want?" "Well, there is something I want." "A piece of the action?" "is that it?" "Sort of." "Well, let me guess." "You want a cut of the front door." "I want another chance with you." "I'll call you as soon as I get there and give you my phone number." "Don't forget." "I won't forget." "(door closes)" "Can't sleep?" "Not with these hot winds blowing." "Did I wake you up?" "No." "The Santa Anas get to me, too." "You know, in the Middle East they have winds, they're called the siroccos." "They blow across the northern desert of Africa, and while these winds are blowing, if you kill somebody they won't even try to punish you." "Sort of like temporary insanity?" "Kind of like the heat of passion." "It's like a full moon, you know, our bodies are full of so much water, the gravity starts pulling on us in ways we don't even realize." "It's kind of like a tide rising." "What are you thinking?" "A lot happens in a year." "Yeah." "Come on, let's go back to bed." "Have you had any experience with this kind of thing, Ed?" "Eduardo." "Yeah, experience." "Anything this big, though?" "Oh, yeah, big." "All big gigs." "Yeah, but I'm talking really big." "Huge." "I'm gonna need enough for 500 people." "And I'm not talking about punch and cookies." "I'm talking about burritos, nachos, the whole enchilada." "Chicken or cheese?" "Whatever's cheaper." "No problem." "Valerie, could you show mi amigo Eduardo, where the appliances that work in the kitchen are?" "Yeah." "Yes!" "Donna, you have no idea how glad I am to see that." "And you, too." "Well, Valerie called the apartment." "She said you guys were hard up for a truck." "You are my savior." "Yeah, well, you being the good businessman that you are, you know there's no such thing as a free lunch, right?" "Oh, boy, whatever happened to good old-fashioned charity between friends, huh?" "Uh-huh." "What do you want?" "You can have the truck-- if Ray can play in one of the mood rooms tonight." "Mm, looking out for your man-- l like that." "What kind of music does he play?" "Ah, acoustic guitar, mellow." "I was thinking perfect for the "chill room."" "All right, I'll bite." "I like Ray." "Cool, we've got a deal." "Deal." "Oh, oh, you're slick!" "S-L-l-C-K." "That'd be me!" "Oh, get in!" "I'll take you home!" "Well, they must know what they're doing here, because you look great." "Yeah, it's all the good food, long hours of drug-free sleep." "Hell, they even make me exercise." "Fill my days with hours of therapy." "Well, sounds like you're on the road back." "Well, we'll see." "So, what are you doing to fill your days?" "If I tell you, you have to promise not to criticize." "Notice the charm bracelet-- it means I don't have the right to criticize anybody." "Well, I've been doing some modeling." "I may even have a cover of a magazine coming out soon." "Wow." "I know you think it sounds silly and shallow and all that." "Did I say silly?" "Did I say shallow?" "No, but you were thinking it." "No, I wasn't." "I was thinking you've come a long way from the girl who thought the only reason I fell in love with her was because she was voted "Most Beautiful."" "Yeah, I guess somehow I got past that." ""Most Beautiful" or not, I'd have fallen in love with you either way, Kel." "So, uh, how's Brandon?" "Good." "You seeing him?" "Yeah." "Yeah, that's real good." "I'm not gonna pretend it's easy." "It's not." "I got a lot of time here to think about it." "I realized a lot of my problems started right... when I lost you." "I'm sorry." "I'm not." "It's better that one of us be happy than both of us being miserable." "Are you miserable?" "I was." "Now I'm just terrified." "Hey, Bran." "Hey, chief." "I heard you were gonna be dropping off Hannah." "What can I say, your parents are the best baby-sitters in town." "You and Jesse going to Steve's rave?" "Mm-mm." "You?" "No, no." "I think you have a hair out of place over there." "Really?" "Ah..." "Ah..." "So, is all this nervous energy because you're gonna be seeing Emily tonight?" "All right, keep this in this room, okay?" "Okay." "I thought I was over Emily, but then when I heard her voice again on the phone, something hit me." "And?" "And now I can't stop thinking about her." "I always knew you guys were more than just a flash in the pan." "Especially when you disappeared last Thanksgiving." "I feel guilty even talking about it." "I mean, I really love Kelly." "But you're still in love with Emily?" "I don't think so." "What can happen?" "It's a four-hour layover, right?" "Right, probably nothing." "You'll talk, you'll catch up, nothing." "Right, she'll go get on her next plane, I'll go home to Kelly, and order will be restored to the life of Brandon Walsh." "One thing's for sure-- you are in for a very interesting evening." "I'd probably be better off going to Steve's rave." "Probably." "Yeah." "I'm gonna play this, man." "I got the hot burritos here." "You know, I'm not one to get party anxiety, but where is everybody?" "Steve, look, it's only 9:30." "What if we threw a rave and nobody showed?" "Well, then we'd be in major debt." "Hi." "Hi." "It's about time you guys showed up." "Well, it's nice to see you, too." "I'm sorry, guys, we're just all a little nervous about the head count thing." "Relax." "People tend to show up all at the same time." "Yeah, they're already here-- they're outside looking for parking spots." "Well, for my sake, I hope you're right." "Come on, guys, I'll show you the house." "Come on." "Hey, it's a great house, man, but I was hoping there'd be a lot more single women here." "Hi." "is this the "Holiday Rave"?" "Yes." "Yes, it is." "I don't think we're in the right place." "Wait a second." "Uh... how'd you find out about us?" "It was online, posted on the Internet." "Well, yeah, that's us." "Ten bucks buys you food, drink and good company." "Okay." "This is the place, you guys." "Two?" "Two." "Both of you?" "Both..." "Two." "Two." "Two." "Two." "Two." "Clare?" "Silver?" "Hey, what's up, man?" "When you posted this thing online, where exactly did you post it?" "It was the, uh, "College Party Line."" "Of course, at first I did drop it in the wrong forum." "That wouldn't have happened to have been the..." ""Women Seeking Women," would it?" "Yeah, yeah, that was on the list, if I do recall." "Oh, boy!" "Oh, well, the more the merrier." "Dream on, Muntz." "The music!" "Silver." "Cover the door for me, okay?" "How many more fuses do you got?" "Just a couple." "Well, hurry up." "We can't afford to have unhappy guests." "Air Austria Flight #1 77" "from Vienna, now arriving..." "Brandon!" "at gate 35." "Emily." "Hi." "Hi." "Wow." "Wow, it's really great to see you again." "Yeah, you, too." "Here let me, let me get this," "Oh, you sure?" "Go ahead." "So are you a certified marine biologist now?" "Hardly." "The Cousteau Institute program is another three years." "So, what are you doing on this side of the pond?" "I'm taking a seminar at the Scripps Institute." "I thought I'd go and see if they're as good as everyone says they are." "You're not transferring to La Jolla, are you?" "I'm thinking about it." "The marine labs there are some of the best in the country." "I don't know, Em." "I don't think the surfer culture of San Diego can compare with the Brittany Coast." "I'm no snob, although I have to admit, it would be really hard to leave France." "It agreed with you, huh?" "It was love at first sight." "So, you remember Steve Sanders?" "Of course." "Well, he's holding a rave tonight, and he has personally requested that you attend." "To be honest, I'd really rather avoid that whole party scene thing." "I wouldn't want you to think I'd returned to my wild teenage ways." "I've forgotten those days, Em." "Well, I haven't." "Come on, Em, our little walk on the wild side was three years ago." "You don't have to carry that around with you still." ""Let us forgive, but not forget, lest we repeat ourselves"." "There is also a little thing called "redemption."" "I think you've earned that by now." "I love you." "I'm sorry." "That just slipped out." "No, no, that's uh, that's fine." "I could really go for a cup of coffee." "What do you say we hit the Pit?" "That would be great." "Let's go upstairs." "Don't worry about it, I'll fix it." "Power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power, power... lt's no good." "It's too much power." "Aw, it's fine." "It's just the little ones keep blowing out." "Too dangerous." "Es muy peligroso, senor." "I see, so you're a caterer and an electrician?" "I'll tell you what, why don't you worry about the food and let me worry about the power?" "What's this?" "Not at Steve's rave?" "I'm actually, catching up with an old friend, Nat." "You remember Emily?" "Oh, yeah, sure." "Good to have you back." "Thanks." "Unfortunately, it's only a short-term loan." "I have to get her back at the airport in a few hours." "Well, better short and sweet than not at all, right?" "That's right." "All right, see ya." "Bye." "You know, there's something really comfortable about this place." "I guess that's why I always come back here." "It reminds me of old times, good times." "So, I have a confession to make." "Okay." "I don't have another flight tonight." "I'm not due in La Jolla until next week." "But on the phone you said it was a four-hour layover." "Well, I could go to San Francisco and visit my old friend Rosie." "Or I can go to San Diego early." "Or I could stay here." "Why didn't you mention this on the phone?" "Well, I didn't want to scare you off." "I wanted to see how things were between us first." "I see." "So, how are things between us?" "I've got a girlfriend now, Em." "Anyone I know?" "Actually, yes." "It's Kelly Taylor." "Boy, Kelly's about as Beverly Hills as you can get." "I'm sorry." "That was wrong of me." "No, that's okay." "She's changed a lot." "l'm sure she has." "Em, what'd you expect me to do?" "You said you'd call, you never did." "You said you'd write, I didn't even get a postcard." "I know, and I'm sorry." "What happened?" "I guess I figured, it'd be easier to forget things if we didn't talk at all." "I don't remember saying I wanted to forget." "But we agreed to live separate lives." "And I guess I didn't want to hear about it if you were moving on." "It'd be too painful." "I'm not blaming you." "I'm just disappointed." "Didn't you date anybody while you were in France?" "Yeah, I met a guy there, but... he wasn't you." "I'm sorry." "When I didn't hear from you, I... I just gave up on us." "Well, bummer for me, huh?" "Oh, my gosh." "I've had my eye on this woman all night long, and she's heading right for me." "Hi." "Hi." "Uh, would you like to dance?" "Well, actually, I came over here to ask her to dance." "Um, why don't we all go dance." "How about that?" "Okay." "Okay." "Don't even think about it." "Do you realize that we're practically the only male-female couple out here on the dance floor?" "Well, I don't see anyone complaining." "I mean if a bunch of gay men showed up, it would be a different story." "I doubt people would be so cool." "I went through this in my fraternity last year." "I gotta tell you, you're absolutely right." "Hey, guys, we got trouble." "What's the matter?" "A couple of yahoos are upstairs throwing water balloons out the window." "I hate yahoos!" "If it's not one thing it's another," "Where are these yahoos?" "Here?" "Hey, cut it out." "Hey!" "Hey, man, lighten up." "You guys, I think you have the wrong place." "This is a college party, not Romper Room." "Come on, it's funny." "Oh yeah, a regular scream." "Beat it." "You know, I didn't know throwing a party would mean so much damage control." "You mean babysitting, don't you?" "Well, it's annoying, whatever you call it." "Yeah." "You know, I didn't even know this room existed." "Me either." "It's cozy." "Yeah." "Private." "You know, I'm feeling a little less annoyed?" "You are?" "l am." "Me, too." "You know, I've missed these arms around me." "You have?" "I have." "Valerie... you're not wearing any underwear." "You're kidding." "You know, we just, uh, we should stop this before we start something we're not gonna finish." "But I'm such a strong finisher." "Thanks for taking this detour." "I've really missed the West Coast." "Partial to the California coast, are we?" "You know I am." "And if we kept driving north, in about eight hours we'd end up back in San Francisco." "The way I drive, we'd make it in six." "If we did go back, do you think it would be the same?" "I don't know, it's kind of hard to recapture something like that." "The reality may not live up to the memory." "Or maybe it would be even better than we remembered." "But I don't think we're going to find out." "You know, Em, if you'd have asked me a year ago to move up to San Francisco, I would have." "I know." "Chalk it up to bad timing." "Ready to head back?" "Sure." "Bye, you two." "I won't wait up." "Did Brandon ever show?" "No." "And he was supposed to be here over an hour ago." "Yeah, well, Emily's plane probably came in late." "Right." "You don't have to worry about Brandon straying." "Believe me, I know." "Yeah, well, I'm probably acting jealous, but humor me." "His ex-girlfriend's in town and he's blown me off for the night." "I think I'm entitled to a little jealousy at this point." "Do you need a ride or something?" "No, I'm gonna call a cab." "Bye." "Okay, see ya." "Why is it it seems like women spend half their lives in line waiting for the bathroom?" "Because we do." "I'm Alison, by the way." "Kelly." "Well, happy waiting." "Wait." "Where are you going?" "Uh, don't tell anyone, but I heard about a bathroom downstairs that nobody knows about." "All right, I'm going with you." "Alison... lt's not what you think, okay?" "I'll be back in five minutes." "It's supposed to be off limits, but Steve will never know." "Oh, what is this place?" "Looks like an old screening room." "It's beautiful!" "Yeah." "I wonder who lived here." "Some old movie mogul from the '30s probably." "So, the very first screening of Gone With The Wind could have taken place right here, for all we know." "Or was that the '40s?" "'39." "Somebody knows her movie history." "Well, I'm in film school." "I just had this class on "Films of the '30s,"" "so don't be too impressed." "Wow!" "Listen to that." "It's completely soundproof in here." "Wow." "One fine day, I'd like to have a place like this in my house." "But first things first." "The bathroom." "I'll be here." "Okay." "Where did Sanders disappear to?" "Uh... upstairs." "Upstairs." "Well, he's supposed to be here." "Can you cover for me?" "In a sec, man." "I gotta check that fuse box." "What's wrong with the lights, man?" "Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" "Go, go, go, go, go!" "Fire!" "Come on!" "You guys, relax." "Stop running, you guys!" "Stop pushing." "Take your time." "We gotta get out of here!" "Oh, my God!" "We're dead!" "No." "There's a back staircase." "Go this way!" "Follow these people out and wait there, all right?" "No." "Where are you going?" "I'm going to make sure there's nobody else up here." "Ray, you can't get around those flames!" "Go!" "Go!" "Hey!" "Hurry up!" "Help!" "Get some help!" "Help!" "Well, I am officially in love with this place." "There's so much history here." "Yeah. lt reminds me of my grandma's house in Oregon." "Do you smell smoke?" "Yeah." "Oh, my God!" "The bathroom." "Hurry." "Hey, are you guys okay?" "Yeah." "We're okay." "She's still a little shaken up." "Has anybody seen Kelly?" "She took off a while ago." "Steve, Ray is still in there helping people out!" "Please make him come out." "Stay here." "I'll find him." "Please?" "I'll find him." "Run!" "Let go of me!" "I'm telling you, my girlfriend is still inside!" "There's too much smoke." "You stay out here, all right?" "Alison is still inside!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Look, I'll make you a deal." "You wait out here, and I'll go find her, all right?" "It's too dangerous." "We've gotta get out of here!" "The fire department will be here any second." "Let's go!" "I can't believe this, man." "This is like right out of a disaster movie." "Yeah." "There's going to be hell to pay." "It's going to cost a fortune!" "I'm going to go talk to the firemen." "All right, all right, all right." "Get the breathing apparatus!" "I can't believe this is happening!" "Listen, I was on the best volunteer fire force in Oregon." "If we can find something to get wet, we can..." "Okay, this will keep the smoke out until somebody comes." "Take your sweater off and help me." "I can't!" "I can't even think straight." "Yes, you can." "Hey, don't shut down on me, all right?" "Yeah." "Listen." "Breathe slowly." "You have to stay calm." "How can you stay calm when there's a fire outside your door?" "There's nothing else we can do." "We just have to wait till somebody comes." "Who's going to come?" "Nobody knows we're here." "My girlfriend is out there." "She won't let them forget about us." "My boyfriend didn't even show up tonight." "Well, Brandon, it's been really good to see you again." "Yeah." "You, too." "I hope San Diego treats you well." "I'm sure it will." "Well, looks like this is the end of the line." "Then why don't I feel like getting off?" "Yeah." "Well..." "Bye, Brandon." "Bye, Em." "Brandon." "I don't want to say good-bye." "Neither do I." "Then don't." "Look at this house!" "Man, me and Griffin are going to have some serious explaining to do." "Where is that bonehead?" "!" "I don't know, man, he... he was... I just..." "he was just... I've got the second hydrant." "Guys, we need help over here." "Second hydrant-- where is it?" "Did they find Alison?" "They're still looking." "I'm just glad Kelly got into that cab." "That's not that blond girl, is it?" "Why?" "Did you see her?" "If it's the one I saw, she didn't get in any cab." "She was going downstairs with Alison." "Oh, God!" "We're going to die in here." "No, we're not." "Don't say that." "My mom, my little sister-- l didn't even see them tonight." "The last time I talked to Dana, we were fighting." "Brandon doesn't even know this is happening." "Listen. I'm not giving up." "But if this is it, I'm glad I'm not going through this alone." "Me, too." "Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name." "Say it with me, Kelly." "Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven." "Hello!" "Anyone down there?" "Yes!" "We're down here!" "Please hurry!" "Oh, my God!" "Please help us!" "Get close to the floor!" "We're trying to get to you!" "Stay calm!"