Why is it that guys get so macho when it comes to their cars?
I think it's an extension of their you-know-whats.
Party hotline. Cancel everything. We are having a blow-out tonight.
We are?
My parents left for Cabo San Lucas this morning.
- Who's coming? - Oh, I don't know.
We'll keep it small, private, strictly A-list.
- Can I ask Dylan? - Hot and heavy.
Just make sure you change the sheets in the guesthouse, Donna.
Goodbye.
Brenda, bring him, there's always room for one more cute guy.
- Did you hear her say "cute guy"? - She wasn't talking about you.
You know, sometimes your negativity is overwhelming.
- Remember me? - Vaguely.
Donna's having a party tonight. You wanna go?
I just made plans to surf Baja this weekend.
You'd rather go surfing than be with me?
You wanna come along?
- You hate parties, huh? - I'm better one-on-one.
Any "one" in particular?
- I'll tell you next weekend for sure. - It's a date.
Brandon, I don't want to go to this party by myself.
- I said I'd drive you there. - No, you have to come in with me.
Look, just stay 10 minutes. If you completely hate it, you can leave.
What if I only mildly hate it?
- Then you have to stay for an hour. - Brenda.
Look, this morning weren't you complaining
about being bored and in a total rut?
Everyone's so Beverly Hills.
Brandon, we're Beverly Hills.
Please.
- Pretty please. Triple please. - Hey, hey, hey.
Save it for your party tonight.
See, that's why I need you there to protect me.
I'll think about it.
All day, all I could think about was that hotel in Palm Springs.
Oh, the company's really splurging this year.
There's something about being at a place
where someone you never see puts a little chocolate mint on your pillow
and a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door that...
- Well, it really turns me on. - Well, is that all it takes?
Not quite. Come here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, settle down, guys. You're embarrassing Brenda.
Should we shut the door?
No, we were just practicing for my corporate retreat next weekend.
- Oh, where is it this year? - Palm Springs.
- I want to go. - Sorry, strictly adults only.
Yeah, we can see that.
Would you be terribly disappointed if we skipped town and left you two alone?
I think we can handle it.
Mango!
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hey, you guys. - Hi.
- Right on time for a fresh batch. - Brenda, it's good. Taste.
- This is great. - Brandon, here you go.
Specialty of the house. Mucho marvelous mango margaritas.
No, thanks.
A man who doesn't like his drinks sweet. Okay, well, that's cool.
- Donna's got a stocked bar. - Oh, take whatever you want.
Like I'm sure my parents would ever notice. No.
- I'll just have a Coke. - A Coke?
Leave him alone, Steve. He doesn't want to drink. Big deal.
Yeah, I think that Brandon's afraid there's a wild man lurking inside of him.
Well, at least let me make you a virgin margarita.
Whatever.
Kelly, I thought you didn't drink?
My mother drinks. I sip.
Man, Walsh is a major buzz-crusher.
Not for long.
- Man, he's gonna taste that. - No, he won't.
- Oh, sorry. - Sorry.
One mucho marvelous virgin mango for the young man who doesn't drink.
Well, what can I say? I don't like the taste.
Me either.
Hey, that's pretty good.
Brandon, what are you doing out here?
Feena Farris has been eyeing you all night.
Feena Farris has been eyeing everyone all night.
How many of those have you had?
This is my second, Mom.
And why don't you have a real one?
Because I'm the designated mom.
I didn't know Steve and Kelly were back together.
Look, it's a party.
They're allowed to have fun and talk and stuff.
Half an hour, Bren.
Fine, just do me a favor.
- Loosen up a little. Please? - Okay. Okay.
Hey, thanks, Steve.
That's from the virgin batch, right?
Same as the last.
What, what, what? What's so funny?
Did you spike my drink?
Yeah.
Look, we just wanted you to have some fun.
- Let's go. - Brandon.
Brandon, relax.
Look, it was a bad joke.
Sorry.
Man, just let him go. He's ruining the party.
- Stay, Brandon. - Come on, Steve said he was sorry.
Look, if it's such a big deal, I'll get you a Coke.
- Get me another drink, please? - What do you want?
No. No, it's fine.
In fact, I... I like it.
Party machine!
Get this man another margarita! Yeah.
Don't hit the wall.
I cannot believe it.
I mean, all Kelly talks about is how much she cannot stand him.
Hell, all women want is sex. It's disgusting.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. - Hey.
Hey, hey, straighten up.
You know Mom's sitting on the sofa reading that same book
she was reading when we were in eighth grade.
- Hi, Mom. - Hi.
Oh, hi. I just got into this novel. It was so good, I couldn't put it down.
Well, I'm zoned. Good night.
It is so cute how you still wait up for us.
Oh, honey, I wasn't waiting up for you.
- So, how was the party? - Fun.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Jim?
Are you awake?
No. I'm dreaming about Palm Springs.
Honey, the kids just got home from their party.
I smelt liquor on Brenda's breath.
Are you sure?
What are we gonna do?
What about Brandon?
Oh, you know how Brandon feels about drinking.
I mean, Brenda's the one who's impressionable.
Maybe you should talk to her before she goes to sleep.
Cindy, it'll be all right. We'll talk to her in the morning.
What are we gonna say?
We'll think about it tomorrow. Sleep.
And now we return to The Love Boat.
I wish I could go to Palm Springs.
If you guys see Sonny Bono, please get his autograph.
Brenda, your mother smelt alcohol on your breath last night.
Were you drinking, Brenda?
I had one sip of somebody's margarita.
They were serving liquor at this party?
Come on, Dad, you never drank when you were my age?
Well, we took some beer runs to Wisconsin,
but that was when legal drinking was 18.
I had one lousy sip.
I think you guys are making a big deal out of nothing.
It is a big deal.
Fine. Point made. I'm sorry.
So, did I miss something?
Brandon, were you aware that your sister was drinking last night?
I think she had one drink, yeah.
Brandon, you know the rules.
I probably should've said something to her,
but I didn't think it would do any good.
Well, when we're out of town next weekend,
we really need you to hold down the fort and keep better tabs on her, okay?
- All right, I will. - We know you will, honey.
- We'll see you. - Bye. Have a good game.
Thanks.
You didn't tell them anything about me, huh?
You owe me one.
I left the number for the hotel by the phone
along with the numbers for the police department
and the nearest hospital.
What about the number for the Marines
in case there's an invasion or something?
Brandon, look out for your sister, will you?
- Okay. - Excuse me,
I think you should be asking me to look out for him.
How about you look out for each other?
- You both know the rules, right? - Yeah, how could we forget?
Mom made us write them on the blackboard, what, 100 times?
- 110. - No.
- Bye. - Bye.
- See you Sunday. - Love you guys. Have a good trip.
- Take care, guys. Bye. - Bye-bye. Love you.
You're so funny.
Call me. You know the number.
He has been bugging me all week.
I am never taking another sip of alcohol again.
Well, what did you think was going to happen when you went to the bedroom?
Fifteen minutes of fun.
A lifetime of regret.
Well, I regret kissing my mother good night.
She smelt my breath and I was this close to being grounded
for the whole time they're out of town.
- When are they leaving? - Oh, they left this morning.
For how long?
Today, tomorrow and through the weekend.
So, what time should we tell the people to get there?
- Yeah, I wish. - Come on, you're not having a party?
What's the problem?
Well, he's just about my age and his name begins with a "B".
He'll never agree to a party.
Do you want me to work on him for you?
No, let me talk to him first.
- Yes. - Oh, Jim, this is adorable!
They gave us matching terrycloth robes. Oh, and all these little toiletries,
the shampoo and the body lotion, the sunscreen.
How's the bed?
- Is that good or bad? - You better come see for yourself.
Yeah, I think that'll do just fine.
- "Do Not Disturb" sign. - Good idea.
I got lonely.
Hi! How y'all doing? Oh, didn't mean to interrupt anything.
We're your neighbors. I'm Trudy Barnett,
and this is my husband, Bob, from the Houston office.
Say, hi, Bob.
He's the shy type till you get him going.
Oh, now, Trudy, these folks want their privacy.
Oh, pooh! The whole point of these retreats
is meeting new people and sharing ideas.
- Isn't that right, darling? - Well...
We always meet the nicest people at these corporate retreats.
So. Well, now, where y'all from, anyhow?
So, which do you want,
chicken tacos or chow mein with tangy mustard sauce?
How about a baloney sandwich?
Make me one, too, will you?
Man, 10 whole hours and they haven't called to check up on us yet.
That's because they know Mr Responsible is on the job.
- You want lettuce? - A little.
Did I mention to you that we're having a party here this weekend?
Forget it.
Brandon, come on, we'll keep it small.
- Strictly A-list, like Donna did. - Forget it.
- What if Mom and Dad find out, huh? - They won't.
We'll clean up everything before they get home.
Besides, I already told Kelly to spread the word.
Well, tell her to un-spread it.
Brandon, it's our turn.
You know, throwing a party when your parents are out of town
is practically a tradition in Beverly Hills.
It's a great way to let people get to know you. It puts you on the map.
You're worried about people drinking, aren't you?
The rules thing.
It crossed my mind.
Nobody said we have to be drinking.
I mean, other people can do what they want.
They don't have the same rules as we do.
- Brenda, I promised Mom and Dad. - Brandon, you owe me one.
- Yeah, I know. But I don't think... - Brandon, come on.
Don't you get tired of always trying so hard to do the right thing?
Yeah.
So, what are you afraid of?
Let's have a party.
Jim! Wasn't that bad.
Compared to what? Having your toenails yanked out?
I like Trudy.
I felt bad lying about our table being filled tonight.
Me, too.
Knock, knock.
You two are so affectionate. I love it!
Keeps the romance alive.
I thought we had the lock on that door fixed?
Brought you a little treat to share with us.
Dom Perignon, '85 vintage.
We really enjoyed y'all's company this afternoon.
- I hope we're not being too intrusive. - No, no. Come in. Come in.
You want to hear the latest?
The toilet seat in our bathroom wobbles.
Five-star resort.
It's like riding the loop-de-loop at the state fair.
- Am I talking too much? - Well...
Bob says I scare people off,
but Lord knows I hardly say half the things on my mind.
I just want people to like me. Is that so terrible?
- No. - You are so sweet, Cindy.
You and Jim. You're both very special.
In fact, Bob and I have been talking
about visiting y'all out in Beverly Hills for a few days after this retreat is over!
Wouldn't that be a hoot?
Well...
Gee.
So, Brandon finally gave in.
But he made me promise to keep it under 25 people, max.
That's cool, as long as we meet our quota of cute guys.
I've gotta be at that party.
Have you ever heard of the word "obsessed"?
Oh, Brenda, there he is.
- Hi, beautiful. - So, about tonight?
I'm at your disposal.
Whatever you want to do. Wherever you want to go.
- Well, my parents are out of town. - Really?
And Brandon and I are gonna have a party tonight.
Really.
- Hey, D. - Hey, B.
- Hi. - Hey.
What are you doing this weekend?
Don't you dare dump another rush assignment on me.
I'm not. My grandma got me tickets to the Music Centre tonight.
It's a comedy from New York. It's supposed to be great.
If you like comedies, that is.
Actually, Brenda and I are having a little party tonight.
Oh, okay.
It's Brenda's gig, but you're more than welcome to come.
Well, I got these tickets for the theatre.
Right.
- Well, you can stop by. - I could stop by.
- So, you'll come? - I'd love to.
I mean... Yeah.
- Great. - Great.
- Okay. - Okay.
- I'll see you. - Bye.
Should I put out the whole bag?
Might as well.
So, how many people you think are gonna show? Not too many, right?
Kelly asked about nine or ten people, and I invited six.
So, not too many.
Perfect.
Who are all these people?
Two hundred and fifty of our closest friends.
We've got to get rid of some of them.
Be my guest.
- I told you it would be easy to crash. - Yeah, it's great.
The same people who ignore me at school get to ignore me here.
Ready for a refill?
- Are you trying to get me blitzed? - Me?
Okay, just a little.
Excuse me, could I talk to you for a second, please?
No, no, I'm sorry.
Okay, I asked a few people from Beverly Hills High.
And you said you weren't going to drink.
My mom drinks, I sip. There's a difference.
- No, there's not. - Look, I'm just being social.
Look where being social got you last weekend.
- What about you? - I'm not drinking.
Brandon and I made a pact.
Oh, really.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Hey, am I at the right address?
I was beginning to wonder the same thing myself.
Oh, my God!
Let's hurry, before they realize that we ditched them.
Trudy'll never notice.
She's still down there singing Yellow Rose of Texas, probably.
- Well, we can't be too sure. - Just let me do one thing first.
Party hotline. We make all your dreams come true.
- Hello, who is this? - Mrs Walsh. Hi.
- It's Kelly. How are you? - Oh, hi, Kelly.
- Is Brenda there? - Sure. Hold on. It's your mom.
- Mom, hi. - Oh, hi, honey. Is everything okay?
Yeah, fine, fine.
- How's Palm Springs? - Oh, we're having a great time.
What's all that noise?
Kelly and Donna just dropped by.
- You gotta get off the phone. - Donna, turn down the stereo!
Hurry, we've got a real problem outside.
Oh, let me say a quick hello to your brother.
Ah, no.
No, Mom, he's upstairs and the pizza man, he just came.
So, I've really, really, really got to go. All right?
Okay. Well, just tell him we called.
- All right. Give my love to Daddy! - I will.
- We'll see you Sunday. - Okay, I love you. Bye.
Everything's fine.
- Here we go. - Okay.
To beautiful women.
Sequel.
Brandon, I thought we had an agreement.
First you call me a goody-goody,
and now you get on my case for having a good time. What's the deal?
I'll show you the deal.
Okay. Okay.
Don't have a cow, man.
No, everything's cool. We haven't done anything wrong.
What are you talking about?
Half the kids are drinking. I mean, you're drinking.
- Just let me do the talking. - Brandon!
Brenda, I'm fine, really. Dylan, tell her I'm okay.
Hey, I'll tell her anything you want, buddy,
but, those cops outside get a whiff of your breath,
it's guaranteed, man, they'll break up this party, for sure.
Okay. Okay. Just don't let them in the house.
Is there a problem, Officers?
- Is this your house? - Yes, sir.
Are your parents home?
No, not right now, but they'll be back soon.
Yeah. Like late Sunday night.
Look, we've had calls from your neighbors,
none of them are interested in attending a rock concert tonight, okay?
I'm sorry. You were right.
My cousin, she begged me not to pump up the volume,
but since it was her birthday, you know, I...
Happy birthday.
Thanks.
Turn down the music.
We don't want any more complaints.
No problem, Officers.
- Cousins? - Well...
- Purple Pleasure, I love it. - A blend of seven essential ingredients,
- plus vitamins A, B, C, and T. - T?
- Tequila. - Tequila.
- Hey, B, can I talk to you for a minute? - Yeah, sure.
Hey, Dylan, what you did with those cops outside was righteous, man.
You know, it's like I been telling Brenda,
sometimes you just gotta let things happen.
Brandon,
how about laying off the liquid, huh?
- Is this coming from you or Brenda? - Me.
And her.
How about a cup of coffee?
No, thanks.
Too late for that.
Hey, I was hoping you'd show.
- A few of your friends? - Well, this is the place to be.
Well, you missed a great play.
Well, you're just in time for a great party. You want a drink?
- What are you having? - Purple Pleasure.
Have a sip.
Gross! That's the worst drink I've ever tasted.
Well, it grows on you.
Like what? Fungus?
- You wanna dance? - Yes, sure.
This is heaven.
Honey, I see Trudy.
- Where? - Over there.
Quick. Let's duck down.
It's no use. They're wearing robes. They're coming this way.
- Let's get out while we still can. - Oh, honey, we can't do that.
They've already seen us.
- Either I get out or I kill them. - Just don't be rude.
Honey, we must be on the same wavelength.
We had been looking all over for you lovebirds,
to see if you wanted to take a little splish-splash with us,
and here you are, right where we were hoping you'd be.
Actually, we were just getting out.
Oh, now, don't you be no party pooper on me, Jim Walsh.
The fun is just starting.
How are you tonight, Cindy?
I'm fine, Bob. How are you?
I'm game.
Speaking of games, we've got a tennis game tomorrow.
Oh, come on now, Jimbo. I've been waiting all weekend
to go around the goosey-goosey, ducky-ducky with you.
- What's she talking about? - I don't know.
But, honey, Trudy and Bob aren't wearing bathing suits.
Oh, my God!
Kelly's as good-looking as Christie Brinkley.
Well, you're no Billy Joel.
Go ahead, ask her to dance,
or let's go while we can still make it home in time for Creature Features.
I'd ask her. I just hate this song.
Look, Steve, I'm just not in the mood, okay?
I don't want to drink, and I don't want to follow you to the bedroom.
- I just wanna dance. - That is not all you wanna do.
A little sip?
- Do you want to dance? I love this song. - Yeah, it's my favorite.
- So, are you glad you came? - So, I haven't made up my mind yet.
Well, I'm glad you came.
- Brandon, you're drunk. - So?
So, I've never seen you drunk before,
and, well, the first time I do, you kiss me.
Why do you have to edit everything I do?
I'm not a newspaper article.
I mean, I finally get to a place where I can just kick back,
and no one can handle it.
Maybe that's because you're not handling it.
Look, I'll see you on Monday. Take care of yourself.
Brandon, Brandon, big-time trouble.
- The liquor is no longer. - Oh, meltdown.
Know if your parents have any bottles stashed?
No, no, no. Don't even think about it.
- Time to put plan B into action. - Plan B?
- You're pretty good. - I know.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
This is your house,
your party and you have the right to pull the plug whenever you want.
I'll give it to 12:30. But then they've all gotta go.
All right.
Well, maybe 1:00, but that is the absolute latest.
All right.
- What if they don't want to leave? - Then we'll have a slumber party.
Dylan.
Don't worry. I'll help you kick them out myself,
for a small nominal fee.
- And what do you want? - You know, the usual.
Okay, here's the plan, soldier. We'll go to my house to get the booze,
and you go to the market, get munchies and fruit punch.
We'll meet back here in 15 minutes?
I'll be waiting.
Wanna try again?
Why beat a dead horse?
Every time I close my eyes, all I can see
is Trudy and Bob begging us to play bucking bronco.
They seemed so normal.
I mean, I know they were a little too friendly,
but who would have thought that meant they were...
Kinky!
If that's them, I'm going straight to the management.
Jim.
It's almost 2:00 in the morning, for God's sake!
Hello.
Mom, it's me.
Hi, Brenda.
- Sorry to call so late. - What's wrong?
Brandon was in a car accident tonight,
but he's okay.
Brandon was in a car accident.
Brenda, what happened?
He was driving alone, so I don't really know,
but he's all right.
Where is Brandon now, honey?
Brenda?
He's in jail, Daddy.
They arrested him for drunk driving.
I'm really sorry, Dad.
- Hey, get your hands... - Keep going down the hallway.
- Just get your hands off me, all right? - Let's go.
- This isn't happening to us. - Oh, yes, it is.
It's like your worst nightmare come true.
No.
A parent's worst nightmare is ID-ing your child at the morgue.
Oh, my God!
Are you okay?
Yeah. A few cuts and bruises, a little headache.
- Are you sure you're okay? - Yeah.
Well, now I know why convicts risk their lives to escape from prison.
How was your retreat?
Brandon, come here.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Don't worry. We'll get through this.
Look, let's just go home and get some sleep,
and we can talk about this later.
Yeah, sounds like a plan.
They're going to take my license away, aren't they?
I think you can count on that.
That's the last time I throw a party.
Party?
What party?
What a mess! This house is a wreck!
What happened here?
I invited a few friends,
and it got a little out of hand.
A little out of hand?
You and your friends trashed this place.
The stains aren't gonna come out, Brenda.
Dad, they weren't my friends.
Well, they were at our house, without our permission,
drinking beer and wine and whatever else you were serving!
We weren't serving anything.
A hundred and fifty extra people showed up at the same time.
Some of the guys brought liquor. What were we supposed to do?
Lock the door.
Is that what you and your friends did when you went on your beer runs?
No. We went back to our frat house,
we didn't go to our parents' house when they were out of town!
- Look, Dad... - No, you look.
You look me in the eye
and tell me, how are we ever supposed to trust you kids again?
We can't go out of town for a lousy vacation
without you sneaking behind our back.
That's not fair.
- I didn't break the rules. - Brenda!
- I wasn't drinking. - How do I know you're telling the truth?
Brenda wasn't drinking, Dad.
I was.
I know. I read the police report.
Why were you drinking, Brandon?
You don't know how much pressure there is
for guys to drink these days, Dad.
No, no, that's not it.
It just... I can't explain it.
Well, you better try, Brandon.
Because ever since you threw up at Foster's Lake,
you have made a big point of telling us how drinking is stupid.
You promised us you wouldn't do it again.
And I never did
until last night.
And it was only because some jerk handed me some punch
and didn't tell me it was spiked.
By the time I knew what it was, I was already halfway looped.
And now I'm gonna have a record.
So, I guess you could say I screwed up.
I guess you could say I'm not perfect.
Nobody is.
But why did you have to get behind the wheel?
I could turn this into a tandem bike, if you want.
Unless, of course, you wanna buck the odds
and go try and get your driver's license again.
Why are you looking at me like that?
I stood up for you this time. I didn't let you take the fall.
Why did you lie to them?
It wasn't exactly a lie.
Nobody spiked your drink, Brandon.
- They did at Donna's. - Yeah,
and then you went on to down a few
without anyone holding a gun to your head.
Fine.
Brandon, what's going on with you?
What's going on is that I'm coming off the worst night of my life,
and if I have to bend the chronology of my downfall to get through it,
I'd hoped you could cut me a little bit of slack!
- Hi. - Hi.
I...
I heard what happened. Are you okay?
I'm getting there.
Look, about the other night...
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'm just glad you're okay.
Me, too.
So, are we grounded forever?
Well, we have to pay to have all the carpets cleaned,
and replace everything that broke,
so I could conceivably be babysitting until I'm 45.
Well, everybody is saying it was the best party of the year.
Yeah, well, I'll tell my parents, they should be thrilled.
Yeah.
Everyone carries a special song in their heart.
- This one is for us, Kelly. - What?
Don't look at me. I am off the party circuit.
- Can't say I'm sorry to hear that. - Oh, you're better one-on-one, right?
How's Brandon doing?
Talk about a fender bender.
Brenda told me everything worked out all right at the hearing.
Yeah, in three weeks I can apply for permission
to drive to and from work and school.
But till then it's back to bicycle basics.
Well, look at it this way, you were lucky.
I know.
I'm lucky I wasn't killed.
I was going to say, you're lucky you didn't kill someone else.
Yeah, I gotta look on the bright side, right?
Or the dark side.
Most people think I don't even have one.
Oh, Brandon, everybody has one.
You just hide it better than most.
You're not doing so good, huh?
Did you ever spend the night in jail?
That's one pleasure I have managed to avoid.
It's indescribable, man.
Twenty minutes in a cell alone feels like 20 years.
It's unreal.
Scary, huh?
No. What was scary was when I hit that truck.
I thought I was gonna die, man.
And I can't get that sound out of my head.
And I'm sick of every...
I mean, my parents have been cool,
but it's like there's still this big cloud looming over my house
with this huge neon sign flashing the word "disappointment".
I know that cloud.
Why does everything I do have to affect them so much?
It's my life, right?
I swear, I feel like going out right now and getting drunk
just to show them I can do what I want.
I know just the place.
Where are we going, man?
I see enough of this place during the day.
My name is Bill, and I'm an alcoholic.
- Hiya, Bill. - Hi, Bill.
Hi, I'm Katy.
I'm an alcoholic.
- Hello, Katy. - Hi, Katy.
Hi, I'm Jason, and I'm an alcoholic.
- Hi, Jason. - Hi, Jason.
Hi, everybody.
I'm Dylan, and I'm an alcoholic.
- Hi, Dylan. - Hi, Dylan.
I never knew so many kids had a problem.
Which is basically what you're trying to tell me, isn't it?
It's like I said before,
I've been there.
Thanks.
Anytime.
Oh, hi.
I was getting into this novel your mom recommended.
Actually, I was hoping we could talk.
Yeah, me, too,
'cause
the other night wasn't exactly the first time I had a drink.
I figured as much.
How'd you know?
Believe it or not, I was your age once, too.
And you lived to tell about it?
So will you, Brandon.