"Ray, your show was so amazing." "Thanks." "I wonder if you could do me a favor." "I'm majoring in Music Appreciation at U.N. Reno." "Oh, yeah?" "Yeah." "And I'd like to show you how much I appreciate your music." "Uh, sorry, my girlfriend's calling." "Donna?" "How'd you know it was me?" "Lucky guess." "Uh, what's going on down there-- a beach party?" "No, I'm at the Peach Pit." "Clare's having some Open Mic Night at the After Dark." "I don't know, some performance art thing." "Sounds pretty deadly." "Well, the club was doing a lot better when you were headlining." "You know, maybe I could talk to Valerie about you coming..." "Look, Donna, I don't need a manager, okay?" "I thought we played this tune." "Okay." "I just... I'm sorry." "You know I, I can't wait for you to come home." "Maybe you shouldn't count on me." "But Saturday's your last show." "I know when my last show is." "I'm just not sure when I'm gonna get down there." "Ray, it's been two months." "What's going on?" "It's, uh... lt's complicated." "Well, let me make it simple for you." "Do you want to see me or not?" "You know I do. lt's... lt's the rest of L.A. I'm not so crazy about." "Your family, your friends." "I'm just not part of that scene." "Yeah, but Valerie said..." "Look, the road is good for me, okay?" "I've been, I've been writing a lot, there's no distractions." "You know, maybe I should just stay on tour." "Well, when am I gonna see you, or am I just a distraction, too?" "Well, get off your butt and come up here." "We'll go on the road together." "So, that's what I'm supposed to do for the rest of my life, just follow you down the road?" "I thought you loved me." "Of course I do." "You know that." "Well, good." "Then I'll see you up here." "Ray..." "Hello?" "Donna, I can't hear a word you're saying, all right?" "l-l'll have to call you back tomorrow, all right?" "Love ya." "Yeah, love ya." "On the hook, I don't know why, off the hook, I don't know why." "Spawn, lay." "Spawn, lay." "One fish, two fish, blowfish, blue fish, live fish, die fish, I don't know why fish." "Are you for real, or are you just reeling me in?" "'Cause I'm reeling, and I'm sinking fast, hook line and sinker." "My head is swimming, I'm in over my head, fishing for compliments, diving for life..." "So, how's it going?" "Um, Valerie said she liked it, so, so..." "Fishing for compliments." "Huh." "Diving for life, in a deep sea-ted boat." "Help me, I'm floundering." "What a disaster!" "I'm telling you, Valerie, After Dark's got an identity crisis." "Since Ray's gone people don't know what to expect here anymore." "Can everybody just forget about Ray Pruit for about five minutes, okay?" "The Peach Pit After Dark is dying, okay?" "Just like that fish you got out there." "Look, we can't afford midweek bands and that's the only thing that brings in crowds." "You know I'm not supposed to get involved in this late-night club stuff, you know that, but I'll tell you what I'd do for you..." "What, that sock hop thing?" "No, hip-hop thing." "Very big difference." "It's very cool." "I'm telling you, I've already got the Funkmeister" "David Silver interested in fronting it." "And that's a selling point?" "Oh, you'll see." "He's the man." "I'm telling ya, we'll get a DJ, spin some tunes, get a good dance groove going." "It's pretty cool." "Very cheap." "Cheap is good." "After Dark." "No, I'm sorry, Valerie isn't here." "No, no, I'm sorry, Mr. Hud." "Um..." "Listen, I've got another call." "Can I put you on hold?" "And stay there, you jerk!" "What's that all about?" "This Australian metal death band" " Bloody Roo." "I almost booked them and now they won't leave me alone." "So how about my idea?" "Well, I can book the Australian death metal band or the Spawning Salmon ballet, or Steve Sanders' special." "I'm telling you, Valerie, it'll be huge, it'll be so big, it'll put you on the map, you'll have your own zip code." "Just don't burn the place down, okay?" "Thank you both for coming." "Don't tell your friends." "Good night." "Well, that rotted huge." "Well, you tried your best." "I know." "That's why it's so depressing." "Donna, you need a ride home?" "Um, I think I'm gonna stay with Clare for awhile." "All right, I'll catch you two later." "Oh, Monsieur Clever, "catch you later," huh?" "What is that?" "Some kind of fish" "dig or something?" "See?" "There you go, Clare." "If it moves, dis it." "Come on, you guys." "Lighten up, okay?" "Silver!" "Just spoke to Valerie, we're on." "You're kidding me?" "What?" "What's on?" "Steve and I are now officially doing a night at the club, too." "Oh, so we're in competition now, huh?" "Oh, Clare, give it a rest, okay?" "Look l-l'm gonna get out of here." "I suddenly have this craving for sushi." "It's..." "Everybody is at each other's throats tonight." "including Ray." "Well, maybe we should go next door and consume excess fat grams to pacify our negative emotions towards men." "Don't let David get you down." "I know." "He just makes me so mad, you know." "You know what the worst part is?" "I really miss him." "A perfect 1 ,600 on his S.A.T.'s." "Number one in the National Merit Scholarship," "Yeah, but was he the MVP at the Super Bowl?" "I'm not embarrassed by academic recruiting, Brandon." "Warren Gruzin is the top-ranked high school senior in America." "He could write his own ticket." "You want me to make sure he writes C.U. on that ticket?" "I will not lose another recruit to the Ivy League." "Especially not a California boy." "All right, I get the picture." "I'll take care of him." "Good." "Because he needs someone like you who can speak his own language." "He's, he's young." "How young?" "Well, Warren." "This is, uh, Brandon Walsh, he's president of our student body." "Hey, man." "So, uh... playing a little Mortal Kombat there?" "This is not a Game Boy." "It's a multitasking notebook that they gave me as a gift for visiting M.l.T." "Excuse me." "So, uh, why don't we just get going?" "What part of the campus would you like to see first?" "As if it matters." "Between you and me, this is a courtesy visit." "Only someone with half a brain would choose C.U. over Harvard." "Which is perhaps why you're here." "Okay, everything copasetic?" "Brandon?" "Oh, yeah, everything's just ducky, sir." "Hey, wait a second, what's going on?" "Yo, what's your problem, man?" "I didn't do nothing." "What do you mean?" "You were playing with my stuff." "Oh, yeah?" "This your club or something?" "Look, I'm supposed to be here, okay?" "And what's your deal?" "And be straight up or..." "Or what?" "You gonna call the cops?" "Yeah." "Yeah, well, I'm Juwan." "Willie's nephew." "You do know Willie the cook, right?" "Or do I got to show l.D.?" "You're Willie's nephew?" "That's what I said, fool." "Relax, man, come on." "You're a musician." "You know what it's like when somebody uses your gear." "Look, I'm sorry I went off on you, all right?" "I'm David Silver." "So, what was that thing you were doing over here?" "I don't remember." "Well, I do." "It went kind of like, uh..." "No, man, back up." "It's more like this, bro." "What the hell is this?" "Boy, get your butt off that stage." "Your shift just started." "All right, I'm coming." "Willie, why didn't you tell me you had a musical genius in the family?" "Oh, is that what he is?" "Let's go, Juwan." "Brandon, hi." "Have you seen Valerie?" "Uh, over by the benches, I think, pretending to study." "Thanks." "Can I have a taste?" "Ah, better not." "He'll have a fit if it's not up to his specifications." "He?" "Who's he?" "He who must be obeyed." "Gotta go, the master calls." "Oh..." "Who's the babe with the upper body pride?" "Watch your mouth, junior." "She's a friend of mine." "Oh?" "And does she have an equally talented younger sister that you could fix me up with?" "Why don't you just hurry up and eat that thing." "We got a lot to cover." "When are you gonna show me something worthwhile?" "Well, I hear the mathematics lab has a display on Fuzzy Logic that's pretty darn amusing." "I was writing definitive papers on "Fuzzy" in the third grade." "Great, then I'll just take you back to the Chancellor's office and we can start off fresh tomorrow." "No way I'm wasting an evening drinking tea and playing Pictionary." "I'm staying with you." "No, you're not." "Brandon, let me explain this to you in terms you'll understand." "Warren happy" " Chancellor happy." "Warren unhappy-- Chancellor unhappy." "Okay, again." "Slower this time." "Let me explain this to you in terms that you'll understand." "You're not staying with me." "Fine." "Then I'll explain to the Chancellor that you've made it impossible for me to enroll at dear old C.U." "I'm sure he'll be thrilled to lose all the research endowments I represent." "You don't really want to stay with me." "Yes, I do." "Hey, Val." "Hey." "Look, I..." "I've been meaning to talk to you." "Something the matter?" "Well, I don't really know how to say this, so I guess I'm just going to come right out and ask you." "Ask me what?" "What happened between you and Ray?" "What do you mean?" "Well, every time I mention your name, he goes nuts." "And when I asked him about playing at the Peach Pit After Dark again, he bit my head off." "Look, Donna, you and I are friends, right?" "I hope so." "Well, I hope so, too." "And that's why I want to tell you the truth." "Look, Ray is a great guy." "And when I first met him, I was attracted to him." "And I guess I may have given him kind of some mixed signals." "Do I want to hear the rest of this?" "Yeah." "You do." "Look, the one thing I know is how much Ray really loves you." "I don't know." "I feel like I'm losing him." "No way." "He's crazy about you." "He wants me to come up to Reno." "He thinks I should drop everything and go on the road, like that's a solution to anything." "So, look, I... I was wondering if you could help." "Well, sure." "How?" "Well, maybe if Ray felt like he had a place to play in L.A., he would think differently about coming back." "You know, this could work out well for the both of us." "I would love to have Ray playing at the club again." "You would?" "That's great." "I feel a thousand times better." "You know, you can call him up in Reno tonight." "I mean, if that's not a problem for you." "No." "No problem." "It'll be my pleasure." "Just leave everything to me, okay?" "Okay." "Continue to let go of everything but the sound of my voice." "Breathe deeply." "You feel calm, physically and emotionally refreshed." "Begin to be aware of your surroundings now, feel yourself in the room, and open your eyes whenever you feel ready." "How do you feel?" "Good." "Fine." "I'm ready." "Great." "I think that's enough for now." "Didn't work, huh?" "I told you." "It worked fine, Dylan." "I just don't want to go too far too fast." "I was awake the whole time." "Nothing happened." "Well, it's a trance." "It's not a nap." "I think we could do your first regression tonight." "You didn't hypnotize me, Molly." "I wasn't out." "Oh, really?" "Well, then, what's that in your hand?" "Open it and see." "David, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but the boy is trouble." "Can't say no to a fight." "Hey, Willie." "Steve." "What's up?" "I just hope you boys know what you're doing." "Yeah, we do." "What's he talking about?" "Well, I found the dopest young player, and I want him to, uh, DJ at the club tomorrow night." "You know, phatten it up a little bit." "Great." "The phatter, the better." "But what does that have to do with Willie?" "Well, it's Willie's nephew." "That gangster kid?" "That gangster kid?" "That kid that Nat's letting wash dishes so he's not on the street shooting people?" "Nat?" "Could you help me out here, please?" "Would you tell Steve that you give Juwan your seal of approval?" "All I can say is he's a good kid." "Well, of course he is." "That's why he's in trouble with the law. -l would think that you, of all people, would understand the concept of a second chance." "Oh, really?" "Well, you know what?" "I may screw up now and again, but at least I'm not out doing drive-bys or selling drugs on the corner of Crack and Eight-Ball." "Come on, Steve." "Since I hired him, he's been on time every day." "He takes two buses to get here." "How long would you last at $4.25 an hour?" "Great." "So let's give the rich kid a guilt trip." "Steve, come on, man." "He's not a charity case." "He's a really good player." "Well, he is Willie's nephew." "So we're all okay with this now?" "Great." "I just gotta get permission from Juwan's parole officer." "Parole officer?" "Steve, I'll take care of it, okay?" "You know, you don't have to fight." "You don't have to fight." "I don't care what it is, you ain't gotta fight unless somebody just commits to start beating you-- just beating on you." "You know, like they say, you know, uh... "Sticks and stones break my bones." "Words never hurt me." That's wrong." "You know, words do hurt, but yet, still, you got that... you got your thoughts in yourself." "So, you... y-you in control of your mind." "You make, you make your mistakes and you make your decisions, and the decision that you need to make is to squash it." "Let me break you all to something, my young brothers and sisters." "It takes a lot more heart, a lot more guts, to walk away from a fight." "A man needs his props." "That ain't no lie." "But it's like the lce-man says," ""You got to check yourself before you wreck yourself."" "Squash it!" "Walk away." "Chill." "See you next week." "Peace." "Yo, Juwan." "Yo, who's this?" "Your white shadow?" "Yo, man." "Chill out, man." "Yo, I'm not the one that's dogging you." "Juwan..." "Look, what are you here for, man?" "Not a conflict avoidance class, I take it." "No, man, but that, uh, Squash lt stuff sounded pretty cool." "Oh, yeah." "Like he knows about it." "Right." "Look, David, man, my uncle's gonna pick me up." "He don't like me being late, all right?" "So..." "Well, no. I already talked to Willie and your parole officer, and I'm your designated driver for tonight." "Juwan, come on, man." "We're not waiting." "Yeah, all right, man." "I'll get with y'all later." "All right, man, what's this all about?" "Well, I'm doing this thing at the club tomorrow night, and I wanted to know if, uh, if you want to be a part of it." "What do you mean?" "Play?" "Yeah." "Yo, I don't think you talked to Willie." "No, no. lt was a tough sell, but he agreed." "Why is he always bugging about your music, anyway?" "Man, Willie thinks there's no difference between gangsta rap and gangstas." "I mean, he thinks music is just gangs, drugs and bad news, man." "Then we'll show him it ain't." "We?" "Yeah." "You and me." "All right." "Hey but, you know, I gotta warn you." "l never played in front of a crowd." "Yeah, well, that makes us even, 'cause I haven't played in about a year." "So what do you think?" "I think we need to rehearse." "Great, man." "Then, uh, you'll come by tomorrow morning, and we'll take it from there." "Cool." "Cool, man." "All right, man." "It smells like Kelly's perfume." "It's Wisteria." "It's supposed to help open the door between the conscious and the subconscious." "You ready?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Good." "Now, picture yourself at the top of a long, long staircase." "And as you step down, each step you take, you get more and more relaxed." "Good." "Now, step down... deeper... deeper..." "Good." "There's a feeling you have." "You feel it in your stomach." "Go back to a time when you felt it before." "What do you see?" "I don't know." "I can't see. lt's foggy." "It's real cold and dark." "Where?" "Where are you?" "There's a train." "A train is coming, and there's... there's a bell ringing." "There's a bell. it's ringing." "It's ringing. lt's ringing." "Hello." "This is a computer-generated phone call." "Did you know there...?" "Damn it!" "l'm sorry." "That was my fault." "I should have turned off the stupid phone." "It was me... but it wasn't me." "I was in some kind of railyard." "There was this old car-- you know, like... like a..." "like a Model-T." "I mean, it must have been the 1920s or the-the '30s." "You have made incredible progress." "Next time, it's going to be even easier." "Next time?" "What about now?" "I think you need to be in a more relaxed state." "It'll be better tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" "Don't look so worried." "You'll get on that train." "Maybe that's what I'm worried about." "Eh, Brandon will be fine on the sofa-- don't you worry about anything." "Cornell will put me in a four-star hotel with 24-hour room service." "Well, there's a bag of chips in the desk, chief." "And, uh, thanks for your tip on the reverse-amortization formula." "No prob." "You didn't tell me you live with your parents." "That's so pathetic." "It's called reality." "You might want to check it out sometime." "You know, you better hope you inherited your mother's genetic information, otherwise you're gonna be an early candidate for the Hair Club for Men." "Warren, at the other campuses you visited, how many of your tour guides beat you senseless?" "Brandon, you decent?" "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was, uh, Boy Scout night." "Warren, this is Valerie." "She's a student at C.U." "Warren is touring the campus." "Junior high field trip?" "You can breathe now." "Uh, hi." "Cute." "That was smooth." "Hello?" "Hi." "How you doing, Ray?" "Who's this?" "You know, I'm crushed you don't recognize my voice." "Look, I don't have anything to say to you, Valerie." "Not now, not ever." "When's Valerie coming, anyway?" "I just talked to her." "She's on her way." "I been waiting all bloody morning." "And how come there ain't no Bloody Roo on this bloody jukebox?" "What's wrong with helping Ray's career a little?" "You know, behind every successful man is the woman who makes it necessary." "That has always sounded a little sexual to me." "Guys, can we please not talk about sex when I'm not having any?" "Join the club." "Join the club." "Well, I thought things were going better for you guys." "Yeah, little by little." "I'm even getting to like the idea of Idaho." "Am I crazy or what?" "No." "Not if Jesse makes you happy." "'Ello, darlin'." "Want to play a little Kookaburra Carnival?" "Kookaburra what?" "It's a game." "You lie on top of me, and I guess your weight." "Just double your iq." "Oh..." "Oh, Hud, I'd like you to meet, uh..." "Kristin." "Kristin MacDougal." "We spoke on the telephone." "Kristin..." "Mr. Hud is extremely anxious to see Valerie." "Well, I'm sorry, Valerie is unavailable." "Look, I've had it with your bloody excuses." "Valerie booked Bloody Roo, and she's gonna bloody well pay for Bloody Roo before we leave town tomorrow." "Well, unfortunately, Valerie's under the weather." "Poor old thing had gum surgery." "And at her age, you know, it could be very serious." "Bloody hell!" "Somebody's gonna pay for this-- bloody big-time!" "Bye, luv." "I got to say, David's looking better and better." "Hey, that's not bad for, um..." "For a what?" "Come on, man." "I may be white, but I ain't Vanilla." "There you go, now you got some style to it, there you go." "Of course, man-- you taught me how to do it." "Come on, don't leave me hanging." "It ain't the worst thing I ever heard, now." "Straight up, man... why you doing this?" "I mean, why you putting yourself out for me?" "Come on, man, it's no mystery-- l like the way you play." "And you're hoping some of this will rub off on you, right?" "Well, of course." "So what, do I pass your soul test?" "We gigging tonight, or what?" "Okay." "Just as long as you don't push none of that "ebony-ivory" noise on me." "All right, man, look, 6:00 we'll be here for sound check, all right?" "Make sure and bring some of your boys." "Yo, okay." "I got a rapper or two we can add." "Yo, take some flyers down to the center, too." "We need all the people we can get." "6:00?" "Yeah." "Yo, man, you better hurry up-- l promised Willie you wouldn't be" "late for your shift." "All right." "All right, man, I'll see you." "See you later, man." "What are you, nuts?" "Giving him flyers?" "Steve, what are you talking about?" "You might as well take an ad out in the Bloods and Crips newsletter." "Look, if you have a problem..." "What I have is a probation officer-- just like the one your little reclamation project's got." "Hey, that's harsh, man." "So's putting my head on the chopping block when I asked you not to." "You know I got a court order against me." "I'm not gonna risk doing time in jail just so you can play social worker." "Steve, that's not what's happening here." "If you want the hip-hop night to happen so bad, fine." "But from this point on, you're on your own." "Yo, where'd you get your fly gear?" "Must be Midnight Music Supply." "Yo, that's David's stuff, man-- don't mess with it." "After Dark." "Hey, David." "Let me talk to Steve." "Steve's not around yet." "All right." "Um, listen, tell him something came up." "I've got to go out of town." "He's gonna have to handle everything by himself." "All right, I'll, uh, I'll give him the message." "Thanks." "Bye." "Uh, can you speed it up?" "I got to catch a 7:00 flight to Reno." "So, who was that?" "The boss-- she's not coming in tonight." "So then who's running the club?" "Guess we are." "Remind me to thank Steve for taking Warren off my hands." "I don't know what you've been complaining about." "He seems like a perfectly nice boy." "That's only because you don't know him." "Kelly, you're up." "Thanks." "He's just lonely." "He told me you haven't been very nice to him." "Well, it's official:" "we're gonna make him a KEG man." "You're pledging him?" "I got to have somebody to do my homework." "Yow!" "That is so gross!" "What happened?" "l don't know, why don't you ask your little pledge here?" "What happened?" "What'd you do, Warren?" "Uh, I kind of lost control of my cue." "Hey, don't blame it on me-- it's gravity." "All right, that's it-- first you apologize to her, and then you go get a mop and you clean this up." "And you can go crying to the Chancellor all you want because we both know you ain't coming to this school." "And as student body president, I got to tell you something-- we don't want you!" "Brandon, he's just a little boy." "That little boy had to be stopped." "He's a menace to society." "Warren's disappeared." "What?" "Back door's open." "He's gone." "Hey, Willie, it's all right to enjoy this, you know." "No, I can't really stay." "I, uh, I just want to show David some support." "How do you stay friends with someone after you break up?" "I could never do that." "Oh, really?" "Then why'd you come?" "David!" "Oh, he's happy now." "Guess what you're gonna be doing after the show." "I don't think so, man, not for a long time." "Really?" "What about the other one?" "No, man, she's an ex, too." "Really, man?" "She's giving you the big old eyes, man." "You better get that." "I don't think so, man." "You know what, you have a lot to learn about women, and, uh, that woman is not giving me the big eye." "Whatever." "You know, I've never seen David onstage before." "He's hot." "What'd I tell you?" "Well, it could be an interesting evening." "Ha." "Well, good luck." "And if you see Valerie, will you tell her" "l want to know what happened with Ray?" "Yeah, sure." "Good night." "Good night." "I told you-- you ain't on the list." "And I don't know what old lady you're talking about." "Valerie." "The old dear who owns this hole." "Whatever you're on, man, you ought to bottle it." "This is Valerie." "Right, mate." "I'm sorry for your troubles." "This is for the four of us." "The rest is for you." "Let's go." "Hey, Hud, this place is a bleedin' tea social." "Let's blow." "Don't you think we owe it to dear old Valerie to have at least a dance or two?" "I'm gonna call the cops." "I knew there'd be trouble." "Why don't you watch it, man?" "!" "Shove, it mate!" "Hey, hey, guys, people, come on, everybody relax." "This is just a party." "David, you okay, man?" "Yeah, man, I'm fine." "Move over, boys." "Your gig's over." "The people want to hear Bloody Roo." "Right, lads?" "That's right!" "Right!" "Juwan, we can take these crackers, man." "Just say the word." "Yo, come on, seriously, can't we..." "Bloody Roo!" "Bloody Roo!" "Bloody Roo!" "Bloody Roo!" "No more monkey music!" "Yo, what did he just say?" "Yo, go home, man." "Get off the bloody stage!" "We ain't going nowhere, fool!" "My boys are strapped!" "What's up?" "Yo, seriously, man, we don't need any trouble." "Oh, yeah?" "Juwan!" "Check yourself." "Nah, sit down, Willie-- you gonna live your whole life without respect, go ahead." "I ain't going out like that." "Yeah, sit down, Willie!" "Juwan..." "Nah, this ain't your fight, David." "Nobody's fighting here." "Baby boy's just talking." "Man, shut up, man!" "Let's boogie!" "Juwan!" "Don't let him do it to you, man." "Come on!" "You know what I say, man?" "The stage is yours." "What the hell is that?" "Squash it, man, we out." "I knew you were cowards!" "Cowards." "You're all bloody cowards!" "Yeah!" "Roo!" "Bloody Roo!" "Yeah, I'll be right there." "Hold on a second." "Hi." "Aren't you gonna invite me in?" "What are you doing here?" "Donna sent me." "Aren't you supposed to be running a club or something?" "It runs itself." "Can you feel the track?" "What do you see?" "Moonlight." "I see moonlight." "I'm on a train and it's moving." "I smell hay... w-wine... something else." "I'm not alone." "What good's all that writing if you ain't gonna let nobody read it?" "It's not writing." "It will be someday." "It's just a bunch of words right now." "Wake up, ya bums!" "Nah, this one's clean." "All right." "Come on out." "Bingo!" "Ain't you a sweet thing?" "Please!" "Please!" "Hey!" "Hey what, Mac?" "What are ya gonna do?" "!" "Come on!" "Yeah, big man." "I'll be seein' ya, big man." "No, please!" "Help me!" "Please!" "Please!" "Please, help me!" "You all right?" "Now listen, straight up, man, I didn't think that "squash it" rap would do squat." "Then why'd you do it?" "Man, I couldn't think of anything else." "But you know, man... that was one hard walk to the door, you know?" "I feel you, man, but you did it." "Come on, Juwan." "Let's get home." "Yo, you mad at me, Uncle Willie?" "No, boy." "I'm proud of you." "Yo, later on, David." "All right, man." "Well, I guess there won't be any hip-hop nights in the near future." "Why not?" "Did you see the door?" "So what?" "The whole night was a total disaster." "There was no security, the front of the club was a total mess." "You know what?" "You just can't stand the fact that my night did better than yours, okay?" "You know, you can just..." "Hey, David, squash it." "Please accept my apology for everything I've ever done or will do in the future." "You know what really bugs me?" "Oh, I'm afraid to ask." "You were so hot up there, I actually liked hip-hop." "Well, almost, anyway." "What was that for?" "I don't know." "A preview of coming attractions?" "David and Clare, Part ll?" "You know what?" "It's funny you said that 'cause I always thought sequels were so underrated." "I don't get you, Valerie." "I never did." "That's why I flew up here, Ray." "I didn't want you to misunderstand my intentions." "Look, I got a show." "So why don't you tell me what you want, I'll say no, and we can both get on with our lives?" "Okay." "Donna needs you." "She needs you back in L.A." "What does this have to do with you?" "Look, I want to help Donna, and I want to help you." "I'm asking you to play at the After Dark." "And...?" "That's it." "There's no hidden agenda." "I get it." "The club's bombing and you need me." "The club is doing fine." "It's cool." "This I can deal with." "It's not me and Donna you want to help. lt's you." "Look, Ray, this isn't about me." "It's always about you, Valerie." "But if I do come back, it'll be on my terms." "Okay, whatever you want." "This is more than business, it's friendship." "You know, it's funny, but I almost believe you." "People can change... if you let 'em." "Dylan, just because you saw it, it doesn't mean that it happened." "I mean, sometimes it could just be a message from the subconscious, you know, like a dream." "Yeah, like a nightmare." "Well, we look to our past to heal our future." "Even if it was true... lt was true." "I know it's true like I know I'm sitting here." "What I don't know is why." "Well, maybe the real question is who?" "I don't understand." "What you just experienced could be just one link in the chain." "Maybe the answer lies further back." "You think I knew this girl in a different lifetime?" "It's possible you were betrayed by another woman, that your heart shut down in order to survive." "Anyway, what you did isn't as important as what you're gonna do." "What's that?" "Find out the truth about yourself." "Did you hear what happened?" "Steve called, so did Chancellor Arnold." "You know, I have to tell you..." "You know, Dad, I don't care about the Chancellor, I don't care about the endowment." "What if something's happened to the kid?" "Nothing happened to Warren." "He's here." "He is?" "Yeah, he's in the kitchen." "How did you get here?" "Duh. I took a cab." "is he okay?" "He's been here about an hour." "He's fine." "Good." "Now I can kill him." "First you can have some ice cream." "And then you two will talk." "I don't like it when people yell at me." "You know, Warren, if you're gonna go to college, you're gonna have to learn how to be a little more mature." "I don't want to go to college." "I thought that was the whole point of this exercise." "Well, I kind of have to." "I can't just stay home and do nothing." "But if I leave, then I'll miss my family... my dog, my room." "I have a really great room." "You know, I thought a smart guy like you would've figured this out." "What?" "I should go to Harvard?" "No." "Aren't there any colleges near where you live?" "Yeah, a state school." "Well, I know a lot of extremely cool people that go to state schools and live at home." "Guys like you." "You go there for a couple of years, you transfer when you're ready." "Maybe I will." "I guess our family atmosphere kind of rubbed off on you, huh?" "Yeah!" "I'll never forget Valerie's hooters." "Hey." "Hey." "Thanks for waiting." "Well, everybody wants a piece of the star." "I'm no star." "Well, not yet." "But the After Dark crowd's really in for a treat." "Yeah, I'm looking forward to going back, playing again." "Oh, is that all you're looking forward to?" "And seeing Donna." "Then my work here is done." "What?" "I don't know." "You just, uh..." "You're really different." "I'm trying to be." "Come on." "I'll give you a ride to the motel." "I'm still pretty wound up." "Yeah, me, too." "It was a great show." "Thanks." "You wanna grab a cup of coffee or something?" "Or something." "I thought you changed." "This is Reno, Ray." "Why don't we just roll the dice and see what happens?" "No way." "Good answer." "Because if you said yes, I would have had to tell Donna."