- Previously on 90210: - You're my girl.
And I want everyone to know that.
Give me a call.
SILVER: Ade, I want our friendship back.
How do we make it better?
- Break up with him. - I can't.
We've been friends for too long to let a guy come in between us.
Really?
SILVER: Tomorrow? Okay, thank you. Bye.
I have my NYU alumni interview tomorrow.
What about your hair?
What about my hair?
- Are you Christopher Smith? - I am.
What did you think of Black Swan?
Hi, Christopher. This is Erin Silver.
Christopher, me again.
Look, I just had a thought, and it's about Black Swan.
- Do you want the job or not? - Yeah.
You're famous.
I used to be.
Getting old is a bitch, Annie.
Are you okay there?
Oh, yeah. It's just my lucky thong.
It's made of some gnarly lace, and it is itchy.
Okay, that's better.
- You have a lucky thong? - Yeah.
Never mind. Of course you have a lucky thong.
- Why are you wearing your lucky thong? - Because I need luck.
I'm going to find out any day whether I get into C.U. or not.
And I have to get in, I just have to.
- I think you're going to get in. - Really?
Yeah. Your grades are up.
You did that charity calendar thing.
What college wouldn't want you?
- You're awesome. - Oh, thank you.
Maybe I don't need my lucky thong after all.
Maybe not... Whoa, no!
Please don't take off your underwear in public, Naomi.
Why? Do you want to take 'em off?
Later.
Check it out.
It's like we started a new trend.
I think geek is the new chic.
(laughing)
Mm, mm, mmm!
Have they done something different with the grilled cheese?
It's like gouda met Buddha. It's insanely delicious.
Okay, girl really likes her grilled cheese, huh?
Are you mocking me?
Try this.
Uh, no thank you.
SILVER: Come on!
- Well, it's... - I'm good.
Um, no.
(growls) Philistines.
After my first week at NYU,
I'm not speaking to a single one of you ever again.
- Wait, did you get in? - Well, not officially,
but I had the most amazing interview
and Christopher, the alumni guy I met with,
basically told me that I was in.
- Wow, congrats. - That's awesome.
- So when do you find out for sure? - Any day now.
I called Christopher a few times.
He just hasn't called me back yet.
Wait. You called him?
It's cool. He gave me his number.
Look, Navid, you don't understand.
It's fine, trust me.
Try not to worry for once.
I'm going to get some dessert.
Who wants ice cream?
Anyone? My treat.
- Yeah. - I'm good.
Okay, somebody take away her coffee
before she gets back.
- And here we go. - Give me that baby.
- Hello. - I have got this thing down.
I'm telling you, I can have this kid wiped
and diapered in under a minute.
You know what, I should enter a contest.
Well, I think you're pretty terrific.
Well, tell me more.
Oh, actually I was talking to Jack.
Oh, that stings.
(chuckles) Hey, I was thinking if you're not busy tomorrow,
maybe I could take you out on a real date.
Ooh, as in a restaurant that doesn't have a menu you color in?
- Well, maybe even a wine list. - Wow.
Crazy.
- Hey. - Hey.
How you doing?
- Hungry. - Oh, good. Me, too.
I was thinking we could go to that
new sushi place on La Cienega. It's kind of pricey,
but I heard it's supposed to be great.
Sure. Sounds good to me.
(phone ringing)
(ding)
Friend of yours?
Oh, no, it's nobody.
You can call him back.
No, that's cool. I'll just deal with it later.
Let's get some dinner, man.
- I'm telling you, I'm starving. - Yeah, yeah, me, too.
So I finished sorting through all of those clothes.
I made a Good Will pile, and a sell-to-a-fancy-vintage-store-
for-a-lot-of-money, and I made a pile of,
you-can't-throw-these-away- they're-such-treasures.
Sounds good.
So why are you
staring at me like a fish on a hook?
Well, um...
I wanted to talk to you about...
whether you would like some tea.
Some tea?
Okay, fine.
- Okay, great. - Thank you.
Uh, and, um...
Are you planning on killing yourself?
What?
I found some articles about suicide
- under your desk blotter. - How dare you.
- I'm sorry. It was an accident. - Do that again and you're fired!
Marla, please, talk to me.
Are you really thinking about suicide?
Why would you do that?
I have Alzheimer's disease, Annie.
Oh.
I'm really sorry.
But you shouldn't kill yourself.
Well, thank you. I'll keep that in mind.
Marla, I'm serious.
I know that it must be hard to forget things.
Things? Forget things?
Isn't that what Alzheimer's is?
Five years ago,
I did Blithe Spirit on the West End.
I played Madam Arcati, a great role.
It was opening night. The place was packed.
Hundreds of people coming to see me.
It was wonderful...
Till the middle of the second act
when my mind just went blank.
It was like someone took a chalkboard
and wiped it with a sponge.
And there was this terrible long moment
where I didn't know why I was on the stage.
Oh, must have been awful.
It was.
But it's only the beginning.
Alzheimer's is a degenerative disease.
First I couldn't remember my lines.
I forgot how to drive.
What next will I forget?
How to bathe myself?
How to dress myself? How to eat? How to breathe?
Do you really blame me for investigating the possibility
of dying with integrity while still being myself?
Investigating?
Oh, I'm just doing research, Annie.
And that's all it was?
Just research?
- Annie... - Yes?
Could I have that cup of tea?
Okay. Sure.
Of course.
(knocking)
NAVID: Silver, hey, you home?
(whistles)
Hey, I called you like four times.
What's going on?
Silver?
I didn't get in.
Oh...
Babe, I'm sorry.
I worked so hard.
That's it. I'm done trying so hard for things
and working my ass off and getting my hopes up,
- because it's pointless. - Hey, come on.
Don't talk like that.
- It's just one school. - "Just one school." My God,
it's much... "One school"!
Navid, it's the school I wanted to go to!
Are you going to gloat?
What?
I know that you don't think I should have called Christopher.
Well, you were right, okay?
You're always right, Mr. Perfect.
Are you happy now?
Maybe we should turn on the light, okay?
No! I just want to sit here in the dark.
(sighs)
Silver, I ju... I just, uh, I have to ask you something, okay?
And I'm... I'm just asking you.
- Have you taken medication? - Oh, my God.
Are you kidding me, Navid?
Why would you go there, huh?!
- Why can't I just be upset?! - No, no, of course you can.
It's just earlier you were so up,
and now you're so down, and I'm worried...
Oh, well, then it must be because I'm mentally ill!
- Oh, it's not that. It's just... - I don't want to see you!
I don't want to talk to you!
- Just get out! - Can you let me explain?
Get out! Leave me alone!
Get out!
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MARCO: Man, you played great today.
Thanks. It felt pretty good to get back out there, you know.
- I'm glad. - Could I get an Arnold Palmer, please?
- Me, too. - Sure.
(grunts)
Hey, you want to hit up the ArcLight tonight?
I was thinking we'd go see that new 3D movie.
What, not a fan of 3D? Too scary for you?
No, I'd love to. I just can't. I've got so much studying to do.
Well, how about tomorrow night?
You know, I can't do it tomorrow night either. I got a soccer game.
- Sorry, man. - That's all right. Some other time.
- Here you go, guys. - Thank you.
Fund-raising gala for the Los Angeles County Museum of Art.
Not interested.
(sighs)
Groundbreaking ceremony for the Beverly Hills Museum of Cinema.
Forget it.
- Ribbon cutting for the grand... - I hate ribbon cutting.
What?
Those eyes of yours.
You look like a Keane painting.
Look, I know you have this disease,
and I know that it's really, really hard and scary,
but the reason you have no life is because you're hiding.
You need to stop living like a hermit,
and you need to start saying yes.
You want me to say yes to life?
I really want you to say yes to one of those invitations.
- Yes. - Yes?
Ha! Yes!
See?
Oh, and this is great!
Look, the Los Angeles Young Film Aficionados
kindly request your presence at a gala screening of
a lovingly restored print of Penny Foolish
at the Griffith Observatory!
You have no idea how I hate seeing myself on film. I'm not going.
Well, I'm sorry, but you promised.
So you and me are hitting the town.
(gasping)
I got the letter!
Hey. Which...
Oh, oh! CU!
Yes, CU! Oh, my God, I'm so nervous.
I... I can't open it.
You open it. (chuckles)
- Okay, okay. - All right.
Oh, my God, I can't look.
Oh, my God, slit my wrist with that envelope!
You got in.
I... I got in?
You got in.
I got in!
- You got in! You got in! - I got in! I got in!
- I'm going to CU! - You're going to CU!
I can take off my lucky thong!
What? How many days you been wearing that thing?
(laughs)
(laughs): Oh.
- Oh... - I'm so proud of you.
- Mm... oh. Ooh. - What?
Now we just have to figure out where you're gonna go to school.
Oh, well, actually, um, I didn't want to steal your thunder,
but I got my acceptance letter to MIT this morning.
What? That's amazing!
Yeah. I'm pretty psyched.
The astrophysics department's one of the best in the world.
It's been one of my top schools since I was a kid.
Max, that's great.
I'm so excited.
Where is it?
The... Massachusetts Institute of Technology...
is in Massachusetts.
Near Boston.
Oh.
Oh, wow. I...
What?
That's a long distance.
I guess we're gonna be in a long-distance relationship.
Yeah.
What?
Yeah, I mean, we can try.
"We can try"? What, you don't think we can do it?
Look, I mean, yeah, the romantic in me says, sure, yeah,
we should... We should go for a long-distance relationship.
But the scientist in me has to look at the data,
and the fact is, statistically speaking,
couples our age don't often survive long-distance relationships.
Okay, okay, sure, that's statistics,
but we're different.
We're trendsetters.
I mean, come on, geek is the new chic.
Hey, I'm not saying that I'm giving up.
I mean, I'm crazy about you.
I just...
I think we should make the most of the time that we do have together.
Right now, you know?
Yeah... Yeah, okay.
We'll make the most of the time we have together.
Yeah.
(cell phone ringing)
(phone beeps)
(clears throat) Hello.
NAVID: Hey, Dixon, it's Navid.
I really need your help.
What's going on?
It's Silver. She hasn't been acting like herself lately.
And I'm worried, man.
I'm really worried.
(knocks)
Hey, you have any babies you need sitting on?
Hey, you're early.
Yeah, I didn't want you worrying.
I know you can be quite the nervous Nellie.
Uh, actually, I prefer the term "conscientious father."
Uh, speaking of which, all the numbers you need are right here:
The restaurant where Deb and I are going,
next-door neighbors, Maria the nanny,
Poison Control, uh, 911...
I think I know the number of 911.
I have my phone. If you want to call
at any point and check on Jack,
I'll let him gurgle into it.
Actually, even better.
I just got this new tablet and we can video chat.
I use it all the time. Here, check this out.
Hello?
Hey, Maria, uh, can we see Jack?
We're just in the other room actually.
Ryan, please, don't be mad at me.
What's... Uh, is Jack okay?
Hello, Ryan.
Jen, what the hell are you doing here?
I'm sorry, she... She's very insistent.
Jen, you're here!
- I missed you so much. - Oh, I've missed you.
And I have missed my baby boy.
Jen, seriously, what are you doing here?
Well, it's nice to see you, too, Ryan.
Um, I don't know what to say.
Well, I'm sorry to just show up like this,
but we need to talk.
So, what are you and Marco doing tonight?
Nothing. He's got a soccer game.
Yeah, how is it going with the new boy toy?
It's okay.
What's wrong?
Who said there was anything wrong?
She's gonna drag it out of you.
You might as well save some time and spill it.
She's very wise.
Marco's a great guy, and I like him a lot.
I just... just don't think I can trust him.
Why not?
Well, there's a lot of things.
He never answers the phone when we're together,
and he's always making excuses why we can't hang out.
I just think he's hiding something.
Or someone.
(laughs)
Naomi, stop it.
No, it's hilarious.
NAOMI: No, I'm sorry.
It's just the irony.
It's the delicious irony.
I wish every guy who was a player in high school
could turn gay in his senior year
and get a taste of his own medicine.
The player getting played.
Do you really think so?
ANNIE: Not necessarily.
NAOMI: Please, I know soccer players.
Chasing each other around,
grabbing and rubbing up against each other every chance they get.
And then one of them scores a goal, and they have an excuse
to rip off their shirts and leap into each other's arms.
- Do not listen to her. - Unless you want to hear the truth.
Naomi! Zip it, all right?
Look, if you think Marco's a good guy,
then you just need to trust him
until he gives you a real reason not to.
Yeah, I guess so.
I think that you should go to his game and surprise him.
- He'll love it. - Mm, doubt that.
Zip.
Go to the game.
The college there, everybody wears all their stuff.
You guys know where... You're at Stanford.
- Hey. - Huh? Hey.
I'll see you later.
- Cool. - Bye.
Would you like to go to a screening with me tonight?
Annie invited us to this movie with her friend Marla in it.
You know Marla, the old lady.
Anyway, it's a '60s theme,
and I was thinking you could go all Don Draper-esque.
Do you have a skinny tie?
- Sorry. - Oh, well, we'll just get you one.
No, I mean I can't go.
I told Morris and Alan I'd play Black Ops with them tonight.
What?
I'm sorry, Naomi, they're my buddies, you know?
We won't be together next year.
Neither will we.
Naomi...
I... I don't get it.
You said to try to make the most of the time that we had,
and that's what I've been doing.
But you're not doing anything at all.
You're not even trying.
Look, we talked about this.
- It's not like I don't care, I just... - It's just statistics.
Well, this is fun.
Yeah, I mean, I'm... I'm psyched to see this movie.
So, Marla, what's it about?
About an hour and a half.
It's... It's a thriller, right?
Depends on what thrills you, I guess.
ANNIE: Well, uh, the online movie guide
said that it's like The Thomas Crown Affair meets Blow-Up.
So, Naomi, how come Max couldn't make it?
Statistics.
That's a really cool necklace.
Thank you.
I wore it to the Academy Awards the year I was nominated.
- You were nominated for an Oscar? - Yeah.
Warren Beatty was my date.
We had a good night.
Not as much fun as tonight though.
Riding in a limo with a bunch of teenagers
who are bound to be my only audience at this pitiful event.
Well, looks like we're there.
(crowd cheering)
I'll be damned.
Did you do all this?
Oh, me? I don't know this many people.
Excuse me.
You know what time the game starts?
There's no game tonight.
- You sure? - Positive.
Okay, thanks.
Look, I just want to be clear.
I am not okay with this.
You can't just abandon your son for five months
and then show up one day and think that's okay.
I... I totally get that.
And you have every right to be mad.
But I need you to know that I've changed.
Okay? I freaked out.
I have spent some time in therapy,
and I have worked on myself.
And I'm in a completely different place now.
Really?
(sighs)
- Look, I'm not a natural at this. - Well, nobody's a natural.
Parenting is hard, and it takes hard work.
I know, and I'm not trying to underestimate that at all.
I just mean to say that you are really good at it.
(chuckles softly)
I feel like a complete failure next to you.
Look, Jen, it's...
Parenting is a skill, okay?
You learn how to do it.
I mean, I made a lot of mistakes at first.
- Really? - Yeah.
I mean, the first time I gave Jack a bath,
I mean, the water was so hot,
I nearly boiled him alive, like a lobster.
- You didn't. - I did.
It just... takes time and commitment.
I know.
And I'm ready now.
I'm ready to commit.
Give me another chance.
I really want this relationship to work.
Jen, uh, hmm.
That can't... happen.
I'm... I'm actually in a relationship now
with Debbie.
Debbie Wilson.
Oh, my God.
Well, I...I'm sorry. I don't... mean to laugh,
but that's just too funny.
You're dating the help?
Well. Anyway, I was talking
about a relationship with Jacques.
My son.
I want to be in his life.
Not yours.
No offense.
DIXON (knocking): Silver!
You up, Silver? (knocking)
Silver. (groans)
(sighs) Okay.
Uh... huh.
I heard about NYU.
Come to cheer you up.
Please just leave me alone.
If you want somebody to leave you alone,
I think you need to change the hiding place for your spare key.
Look, I'm not leaving until you come out,
so you might as well talk to me.
What?
Uh...
Huh. I think you need a change of scenery.
So, uh... Come on. Let's go.
I don't want to go anywhere.
When's the last time you ate anything?
Okay.
Let's go. Let's go get something to eat.
I'm not hungry, Dixon.
I mean, that's cool.
I mean... I'm starving, so...
You could just watch me eat.
Huh?
(on-screen): I shouldn't have met you here.
(on-screen): Yeah? Well, you shouldn't have met me anywhere.
(speaking along with movie): I'm crazy for you, Jack,
but I guess you know that already.
JACK (on-screen): Oh, I know. You were crazy for a long, long time.
MARLA (speaking along): Well... I'm here now.
What are you going to do with me?
I'll think of something.
(doorbell ringing)
(sighs)
Can I help you?
Um...
- Yeah, is Marco home? - I'm sorry, Marco?
Marco Salazar?
Oh, Marco. Lupe's son.
I'm sorry, Lupe?
She's our housekeeper.
But she's already gone home for the day.
Is everything all right?
Jack...
RYAN: You can't just go to therapy
for a few months and pretend you're a different person.
- You know? - Well, if there's one person
I could see benefiting from some therapy, it's Jen.
Yeah, it's just, I don't know,
she had all these excuses for her behavior.
You know, like, uh, "I was intimidated,"
or, "it was my hormones."
Oh, hey, don't dismiss hormones. They are real, and they are powerful.
Oh, and she's wearing flats now, like, uh...
That's supposed to impress me.
Flats? Really? Wow.
You're buying this? I mean, you think she's changed?
(sighs) It's just she...
What?
She was really nasty when I told her about us.
What'd she say?
Oh, come on. Tell me.
She called you "the help."
That sound like a new Jen?
She's called me a lot worse and to my face. Look, the fact is,
she's the only mom that Jack has, so you should try to make it work with her.
For his sake.
- MAN: Hey, Eric, we're out of pickles. - MARCO: There you go.
- Double pastrami, napkins in the bag. - WOMAN: Thanks.
- Hey. - Hey.
So I went by your house tonight.
Turns out it wasn't your house.
Why'd you lie to me?
I don't know.
Look, I've been through a lot this last year,
and... I'm just not up for being with someone who lies.
Teddy! Wait! Wait.
Come on! Wait.
Please.
Look.
The truth is, I live in East L.A.
All right? My mom's a housekeeper,
my dad's on disability.
I go to Malibu Country Day on a partial athletic scholarship,
and... The rest I pay for by working here
and a few other places.
Okay. Well, why couldn't you tell me that to start with?
You live in a mansion. You know, your dad's a movie star.
I'm... poor enough, I can't even afford sushi, you know?
You have nothing to be ashamed about, dude.
You're putting yourself through private school.
That's impressive.
I'm sorry, I should've just been honest with you.
Yeah, I mean, eventually, I'd think it was pretty weird
we never actually went inside your house.
What was your plan with that, exactly?
My plan was...
I don't know.
I just wasn't planning on liking you this much.
- MAX: Naomi? - Hey.
- You came. - Yeah.
And you bought a skinny tie.
Um, actually, I made one.
Turns out all you need is
a regular tie and a pair of scissors.
(laughing)
Come here. I want to show you something.
You doing okay?
I'm not really hungry, Dixon.
It's okay. You know? It's just good to be out.
Get a little fresh air in your lungs.
Look, I hope you realize
how much your friendship really means to me.
Please remember that.
What are we doing here? What's going on?
- Silver, you need some help. - SILVER: No.
- No, get me out of here, Dixon. Please. - I'm sorry, Silver.
Navid, what are you doing here? What's going on?
Silver, please.
You're having one of your episodes, okay?
- We're... We're here to help you. - No.
How could you?
Silver, please, come inside with us.
- No, I'm not going to go inside! - You need help.
Hey, you've done this before.
You can do this.
You have to.
I can't. I... I want... I'm fine!
I'm... I'm fine!
I'm fine.
Take me home, please!
Silver, it...
It's going to be okay.
- Why are you doing this to me? - Hey.
You know I would never do anything to hurt you.
Neither would Dixon.
Please, babe, just come inside.
We all want you to get better, please.
We're all here to help you.
Okay.
(siren wailing in distance)
You wanted to show me a telescope?
All right, come here.
Check it out.
You want me to check out your telescope, big boy?
Oh, Naomi.
(chuckles)
So what exactly am I looking at here?
That is where I'm going to college next year.
That's Boston?
No, that's Cal Tech.
It's the California Institute of Technology
in Pasadena.
Near C.U.
And near you.
- But I thought... - It's a great school.
It's one of the best in the world when it comes to sciences.
And the astrophysics department there is...
Well, out of this world.
But I thought M.I.T. was your first choice.
M.I.T. was my first choice.
And now you are.
I say we try to beat the odds.
(knocking)
Oh, sorry I'm late.
I had trouble finding a place
I felt comfortable parking my car in this neighborhood.
Aren't you going to invite me in?
Uh... uh, yeah.
Yes. Sorry. Come on in.
Yeah, it's like inviting a vampire in.
So I thought about what you said,
and I think you're right.
I think you should be in Jack's life.
Oh, I'm so relieved to hear you say that.
Because I've been thinking that I'm going to take him to Paris with me.
No, wait, no, Jen, you're not taking him to Paris.
Look, Jack's going to stay in L.A., okay?
In terms of custody, I think
we should start you off with two days a week.
And I hate to say this,
but there's no way you can be in Jack's life
without having to be in mine, okay?
We're going to have to do this together.
Wait. You and me...
DEBBIE: And me.
- What?! - Shh. Jack's asleep.
RYAN: Debbie has been a really important part of Jack's life
for, I don't know, six months.
And that's not going to stop.
But I'm his mother.
I... I know that.
And I know how important that is, believe me,
but raising a child can be really difficult,
and who couldn't use a little help?
Jen, it's not going to happen any other way.
I mean, it takes a village.
Okay.
Well, I guess that is what's best for Jacques.
But I will pick out Jacques' clothes.
Fashion is exclusively my realm.
You two will have zero input.
And he will be going to private schools.
None of this nonsense about supporting the public school system.
(knocking)
She asleep?
Uh... Yeah.
You okay?
(sighs)
Uh...
Been better.
You did the right thing bringing her in.
There's no doubt she was having an episode.
You should go home and get some rest.
Do you have a ride home?
ADRIANNA: I'll drive him.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I came as soon as I heard.
I'm so sorry.
If there's anything I can do for you...
And for Silver.
NAVID: I just, uh...
I can't believe this is happening.
I know.
- Hey. - Annie.
How are you?
Are you having an okay time?
No, I'm not having an okay time.
I'm having an absolutely fabulous time.
Really?
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
I want you to have this.
What? Oh, my God, no, I... I couldn't.
Yes, you can.
Just say yes, Annie.
(laughing)
- Oh, you darling. - Oh, my gosh.
You are a special girl.
Let me see.
Well, almost as beautiful as you are.
Thank you.
No, thank you, Annie.
I just don't understand why...
Why this had to happen to her.
Sometimes there's no reason.
Things just happen.
Yeah, well, it's... It's not fair.
You're right, it's not.
But it's not fair to you either,
having to deal with this.
It's tough.
Silver's always going to be this way.
She's mentally ill.
You don't just get better from something like that.
Scary.
I'm an idiot. I'm a drunk idiot.
I'm so sorry for bothering you tonight. I'm...
Stop it.
Hey, you're not bothering me.
Okay?
Anyone would need a drink and a friend to talk to
after what you've been through.
Thank you.
Thank you for driving me home tonight.
Don't know what I would have done.
I'm always here for you.
No matter what, okay?
I'll always be right here.
Navid?
Marla, you're on the cover of the newspaper!
You've got to see this.
Oh, you look amazing.
Wait... Hey.
Oh, my God, I think that's my elbow.
Marla.
"My dear Annie,
"I feel so fortunate to have met you.
"Thank you for the most wonderful night I've had in years.
"Couldn't have asked for a more marvelous send-off."
Oh!
(sobbing)
Marla...
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