Previously on 90210...
Congressional candidate Charles Sanderson's nephew
Teddy Montgomery could be seen participating in a gay wedding.
I somehow sent the video to the campaign office by accident.
Please forgive me.
I don't know if I can.
Titus Cologne; it's a two-year contract.
It would be really good for your career.
Sign me up.
You broke your leg
and your contract, so unless you've got 200 grand
lying around someplace, I'm afraid you are
not going anywhere.
You knew my grandmother was suicidal.
You're responsible for her death,
and I'm gonna make sure you don't get
a penny of the inheritance.
Thank you for asking me to co-chair the party with you.
You were right... it was a perfect opportunity for revenge.
I hope you know this isn't over.
Actually, I think it is.
I don't have any proof of the stolen cars, okay?
Work with the police to get the evidence we need.
My contact is here.
You're the only person that really knows
what I'm going through. I need you.
What you need is to be able to tell the truth.
Uh, guys, I have something I gotta say.
I'm a drug addict.
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You snore.
And it's cute.
Well, you steal covers
like a starving person who eats covers.
I'm sorry.
No, no, it's fine.
I haven't this good in months.
It's, like, rehab is done, and...
my mind is clear now, and I got you.
I swear, my future's, like, so bright,
I need to get those humongous
old people sunglasses, you know?
Yeah, rehab can really take you out of the real world.
You never know when temptation's gonna hit.
- But lucky for you, - Mm-hmm.
you got me.
I'm gonna be there every step of the way.
I like the way that sounds.
Dixon!
You home?!
Big D!
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
J.D., what-what are you doing here?
I just got released!
Released from jail?
No, no, uh, J.D. was my roommate in, uh, rehab.
And also, the legendary drummer from The Loathsome Hydrangeas.
Guilty as charged.
So, Big D, you ready to start talking music?!
Ah!
Come on!
Ugh! I'm allergic to sunlight.
Tough. I'm staging a "friendtervention."
Rocky road? Okay, first step,
stop eating metaphors.
Silver...
Teddy will eventually forgive you,
and Navid broke things off with you weeks ago.
So it's time to get
a little extra credit with that professor guy of yours.
Ivy, sweetie,
Raj is going to live, so stop acting like he's dead.
He's merely an ex.
Yeah, an ex-husband.
Ugh! God, you guys, that sounds so old and gross.
Yeah, so stop dwelling on it, go to New Guinea
and welcome that cute photo guy into your jungle!
And, Annie, I have no idea what the hell your problem is.
You dumped that cheating dirtbag Patrick,
and now you're ungodly rich with Marla's money.
What?
I told you about the inheritance in confidence.
Why would you keep that from your friends?
Yeah, it's not like Silver broadcast it on
the evening news. Too soon?
Yeah.
Okay, anyway, you're loaded,
so stop acting like poor Little Orphan Annie.
And it wouldn't kill you
to pitch in with some rent once in a while.
Rent?
Yes, rent.
If you can afford to send Dixon to a spa retreat/rehab vacay,
I think you can afford to, you know,
contribute a little to the house party fund.
Look, I'm sorry to be such a motivational Molly,
but it's just that I have really, really good news
and I need happy faces.
I've always been top of the food chain socially, I know,
now I want to do so professionally.
I got my acceptance letter.
You want to be a fashion designer?
I know. It's perfect, right?
I love clothes, and People say, "Do what you love."
Girls, seriously, look out.
Before you know it, everyone is gonna be wearing Naomi Clark!
Hi.
Whoa, that was fast.
Your text seemed urgent.
That extra exclamation point gets me every time.
I overheard my uncle talk about a shipment
of 25 cars coming through the studio.
This could be the deal we've been waiting for.
Okay, slow down. I need details.
What's the name of the buyer?
I didn't catch anything else,
but it's happening soon.
And when it does, I'll tag along wearing a wire.
We could bust him when the deal goes down, right?
You want to tag along on a felony sale of stolen vehicles
to an unknown party,
no intel on the location or who we're dealing with
and no plan for backup?
You're using cop-talk to make this plan sound so dumb.
It is a dumb plan! It's entirely too dangerous.
Kat, I just... I want this all to be over, okay?
Just so I can go on and live my normal life.
Don't you get it?
I do, okay? But it's my job to keep you safe. I mean,
if something happened to you...
Look, Navid, we have been working
to build an ironclad case against Amal so we can put him
behind bars for good.
I'm just asking you to be patient
for a little while longer.
Okay.
Oh, yeah.
Yes. All right.
- Vampires on the beach, huh? - Uh-huh.
- What are we advertising? - Advertising?
No, I hired you for my daughter's birthday party.
Wait. This isn't a photo shoot?
No. Look, my baby loves two things:
the Vampire Diaries and your billboards.
So I got creative and combined the two.
Bite me.
Whoa! Whoa! Wait a minute! Whoa!
Okay, I didn't, I didn't know!
I'm the agent.
I'm supposed to suck your blood.
Come on, Sheila.
The romance novel photo shoot was brutal enough,
but a little girl's birthday party?
Hey, that little girl's daddy is
a major client and offered to pay double your base fee.
Yeah, but I'm not a monkey, I'm a model.
Yes, and you definitely do pout like one.
Look, I'm sorry.
This is what happens when you break a contract.
Now, until you finish
paying off your debt from
the rebellious race-car fiasco,
I'm afraid you are going to be my hot,
brooding, indentured servant.
Welcome to C.U.'s Fashion Design Contest!
You'll have just two days
to design and complete your collection.
But don't worry, each of you will be assembled a team
of expert sewers in order to help you realize your vision.
And this year we have an extra special surprise.
Judging our runway show will be no less
than fashion icon Janice Dickinson.
The competition begins... now.
I've got this in Kate Spades.
Perfect!
Thank you, Mood!
Sorry I'm late.
Holly Strickler, I presume?
- Yes. - Please take your space.
Well, well, well.
Hello, Naomi.
You guys need some new material.
Hey. Hi.
Hey.
Thanks for finally calling me back.
I... how does one start with the biggest apology ever?
Silver, an apology's not gonna
return my life back to the way it was.
I know, but...
You know that I didn't leak that video on purpose, right?
It was a horrible mistake.
Yeah, a mistake that not only humiliated me,
it ruined my uncle's campaign and turned
my entire family against me.
But you want to know the worst part?
I'm going through all this and I can't even talk
to my best friend because it's all her fault.
So, what? Did you call me all the way down here
just to tell me you're not gonna forgive me?
No. I called you because I need some closure with you.
I accepted a coaching job at a tennis camp in London.
What?
I'm leaving town.
For good.
90210 04x11 - Project Runaway Original air date November 29, 2011
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Hi, Jeremy.
What the hell are you doing here?
I need to talk to you.
Look, I know that this is hard for you to accept,
but I was the one who was there for Marla at the end,
and she wanted me to have the money.
I'm not gonna listen to this.
Listen, I know why you feel
like your family deserves the inheritance,
which is why I'm proposing that we split it.
Why would I give you half?
Because you can either make a deal with me right now
or we can continue to fight about the money for years.
Either way, my lawyer said that the only way
your family can overturn Marla's will
is if there's some evidence that I defrauded her.
Which we both know I didn't, so you'll
have gone through all this and be left with nothing.
Okay.
I'll think about it.
All right, so our very first group, this guy right here,
he comes in and he just blurts out...
What would Charlie Sheen do?
It's even funnier the second time.
Hey, what's a guy got to do to get a beer around here?
You just got out of rehab.
Fine, fine, make it a root beer.
Can't blame a guy for trying.
Oh, so I say we hit the ground running.
We book some studio space pronto.
Uh, see, actually I'm...
I want to kind of take things a little slower.
Dix, we've been talking about working on some tracks
- for weeks. - I know, and I still definitely
want to work, but I think I just need this time to separate
my, you know, my addiction from my music.
Why would you do that?
It's all a creative cycle, D.
We use the drugs to make mind-blowing music,
then go detox and rehab, start over again.
It's basic lather, rinse, repeat stuff.
Wait, so you don't plan on actually staying sober?
Trust me, you do not want to hear the music I make when I'm sober.
Oh, uh, well, I, you know, I actually plan on staying sober.
So that's just going to take, you know, a little more time.
All right, suit yourself.
Oh, hey, I have
an extra VIP pass for...
The Imperial Interchange concert tonight!
Imperial Interchange? Are you... are you serious?
As serious as butt cancer. You in?
- Hell, yeah, I'm in! - Yeah!
I didn't realize tinfoil was considered a fabric.
Like you didn't realize vertical stripes
don't actually slim you down?
Oh, Clark, won't you ever get tired of losing to me?
I'm not going to lose.
Not only are my designs brilliant,
but I actually happen to be close friends
with the hottest male model on the West Coast.
You know, I almost feel
sorry for you.
I feel sorry for all the Mylar balloons that died on this table.
This is an ambitious choice, but I've always said
that great fashion is all about ambition.
So I'm interested to see how this is going to turn out.
I think it will look god-awful under the Student Union fluorescents.
Well, Holly does have a catty, yet salient point.
You've got to consider the full presentation.
I'm sure there's going to be efforts to spruce the place up a bit, right?
Unfortch, it's a school budget.
So a Bryant Park tent it will not be.
Um, what if I were to make a sizable donation
to benefit the program?
Just to glam everything up a bit.
Anonymously, of course.
I would not want to influence the judging.
My stars.
You positively radiate ambition, don't you?
Bravo, Naomi.
Well, looks like I can tailor the event
to put my collection in the best light.
I guess this just became my show.
Nice. My agent just got me a runway show at C.U.
It'll pay off a huge hunk of my contract.
Naomi asked me to do it as a favor.
Didn't expect her to cough up the cash.
Well, it's nice to see Naomi giving money to charity.
And you're still losing.
- Man, you're still cheating. - Oh, give me a break.
You up for one last beach day tomorrow?
Yeah.
Hey.
I'm going... I'm going to go boss Ade around.
So what are you doing here?
Silver told me you're leaving.
Yeah, day after tomorrow.
So I thought I'd come say good-bye.
I'm headed back to D.C. for my last semester at Georgetown.
I also got an internship at a gay rights nonprofit.
Sound perfect for you.
Teddy, I know you're still upset about the whole video mess.
I wish it had never happened either, but it did.
Running away isn't going to fix anything.
Your friends really care about you.
Especially Silver.
And I do, too.
Look, Shane, you just...
you don't understand what it's like.
Every time I turn on the TV, there's some conservative
labeling me the country's worst problem,
or some liberal calling me a civil rights hero.
- I'm under a microscope now. - Your dad's a movie star.
People noticing you isn't anything new.
This is different than the paparazzi outside of my dentist's.
I want to be a normal person, not the hot topic on The View.
What's normal? You're a person.
One that can do amazing things for so many people.
You can have a bigger impact in a day
than I can in a whole year.
Do you know how jealous that makes me?
You know, it's no secret that you and I are different.
Yeah.
I guess we are.
Yeah.
You know, one day...
I hope you understand that you were never a cause to me.
I just want to be there for someone who feels completely alone.
But you'll never understand that 'cause you have your friends.
- Hey. Thanks for stopping by. - Yeah.
I needed some air, but now the window's stuck.
And I woke up to a bird just hanging out on the headboard,
just looking at me.
They must have heard my scream in the O.C.
Sometimes it just needs some tough love.
- One... - One...
two, three.
Whoa.
Don't open that window again.
Silver, Silver...
You broke up with me, remember?
Yeah. Just... just wait, okay?
No, Navid, I can't do this anymore.
It's time for me to move on, and you know what?
It's time for you to move out.
By the end of the month, okay?
- Just give me some time, okay? You and I... - I met someone.
You and I are done.
Oh!
Yes!
That, my friend, is what we call kicking your ass.
Oh, man, I'm going to miss days like this.
Well, Teddy, you don't have to leave.
Yeah, I do.
I think we've got time for one more game
before I've got to jet to Naomi's runway show.
What?
Hey, you think Silver will be there?
Nah. Maybe I should just talk to her.
Um, actually maybe you shouldn't.
Uh, she's probably going to be there with the new guy.
I don't think there is a new guy.
I think she's bluffing.
What?
Hey, spit it out.
No, it's just... she's not bluffing.
She brought him to Liam's
Thanksgiving dinner.
Thanksgiving?
Maybe we should have told you.
- We just didn't want to make you upset. - Hey, no, man.
I'm a mature adult. I can handle this.
I can handle some stupid fashion show.
No, I'm in.
Cool.
Hey, come with me.
No, man, I don't think so.
Things are way weird with Silver and I.
I think it's better if I don't go.
You know what, I'm sorry, Teddy, I'm just like...
I'm really sick of this whole "poor me" act.
You are one of the luckiest guys I know.
I mean, you have infinite opportunity ahead of you, you're wealthy,
and you have your health above all, okay?
It just feels like, I don't know, like everything
that's coming out of your mouth these days is about how you feel
so misunderstood, and how you can't wait to jet off to London.
Don't get me wrong, I hear you.
It's just... it's not always going to be about you.
And right now it's not.
It's about supporting Naomi and supporting Navid and...
sorry for the tough love, man,
but quit your complaining, 'cause you're going.
Simple as that.
The lawyers for the Templeton family called this morning
and they are interested in your offer to split the inheritance.
Oh, my gosh, you have no idea how bad I needed to hear some good news.
There's just one outstanding issue.
The family started cataloging the estate to determine
how to divide the assets, and it appears there's a necklace missing.
Oh, that's not missing.
Marla gave me that necklace as a gift.
Great. We'll need to return it for appraisal.
Oh, I don't have it anymore.
- I sold it. - You sold it?
Right after she passed.
I needed money for college tuition.
Is that a problem?
Ms. Wilson, our entire case hinges on the fact
that you were closer to that woman
- than her own family. - And I was.
Frankly, the fact that you sold the necklace so soon after her death,
it looks very bad.
If they are able to make it look like
you were only after Ms. Templeton's money,
you'll never see a cent.
I suggest you track down that necklace
right away.
Hey, babe.
Miss you already.
- Don't wait up for me. - So you're actually
going to go to the concert?
Yes, yes, I am.
Do you think hanging out with Mr. Lather, Rinse and Repeat
is a good idea?
Ade, J.D. can't make me do anything I don't want to.
And plus, there's going to be so many different industry people there,
I have a chance to get my career back to where it was before rehab.
Really?
Look at this.
Okay, so, uh, unfortunately,
Dixon is a little under the weather.
Yeah, I know, but...
Ade, I don't want to relive a performance that I missed
because I was high.
You need to remember where you were before rehab,
and how you never want to get back to that place.
Okay, I get it, all right?
But the world is filled of people who drink alcohol
- and use drugs. - Okay, you're not listening to me.
Yes, I am.
Look, if I'm going to be in this industry,
I got to learn how to deal with it all.
Okay?
Just insure all garments are steamed
and ready-to-fit backstage.
Gentlemen, I need a longer runway.
I want my models to look like
they're walking a Parisian catwalk,
- not a pirate's plank. - Hey, boss.
I can't thank you enough.
Well, it is quite an honor to be headlining my first show.
Maybe when I'm interviewed by Vogue one day
I mention you as my muse.
Okay. Hey, why didn't you tell me you were going
to make it official and go through my agency?
I didn't go through your agency.
I did. Liam Court will be walking for me tonight.
Absolutely not! Liam is mine! Get away from me!
Did you happen to get that in writing?
'Cause I sure did.
This is his contract. If he breaks it,
I'll sue his agency for triple in damages.
I own him now.
Looks like you just got owned.
This is insane, even for that little sorostitute.
Okay, you obviously can't do this.
I can't afford not to.
You can't afford to deal with me if you don't. Liam!
Naomi, you don't understand.
For you, this is a student fashion show.
For me, this is my life.
Doing this will help me get it back.
I'm sorry.
Dude, are we backstage with the band right now?
Be cool, man!
I'll introduce you to the boys.
Amigos!
What's going on?
This is my man, Dixon Wilson.
Hey, you guys rocked my face off tonight.
Thanks, bro.
We actually rock out
to your track on our tour bus.
Are you serious? You guys listen to my stuff?
Yeah. Pretty epic stuff, man.
Um, nah, no, thank you. I'm cool.
No, I'm not.
I'm gonna powder my nose.
B-R-B.
We're actually gonna jam for a little while.
Love to hear some new stuff.
Uh, cool. You want me to play for you?
Play for us? Play with us, man.
Just chill and have some fun.
- Yeah. - Come on.
I guess he's really leaving.
Sorry I couldn't help.
You tried.
Ronnie! Hi!
I haven't seen you since the campaign.
Don't be alarmed, but you have something
growing out of your drink.
This is a hibiscus martini.
Flowers make everything better.
Oh, in that case, I'll take a dozen.
This is not how I pictured my last night in L.A.
You all right?
Yeah, very cool.
I just need to talk to Silver.
Maybe take a look at that guy.
Naomi, you can't be mad at me. It's really not my fault.
That you're a bad friend?
Mr. Court, it's showtime!
Hey, what are you doing?
What is this?
No! No!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
The bitch stole my designs!
Some party, huh?
They said they want to hear my new stuff.
Dude, I'm freaking out.
Dixon, this is a big chance for you.
Just relax.
Don't mess it up.
Okay, so, uh, unfortunately Dixon
is a little under the weather.
Yeah, I know.
But, uh, filling in, Adrianna Tate-Duncan.
Hi, I'm Adrianna.
And I'm gonna play you guys some new material.
I'm not about to go out there and commit runway suicide
in front of God and the world's first supermodel
by showing a collection identical to Holly's.
I don't care if it is my own!
In the words of Tim Gunn,
I'm going to make this damn thing work!
There's nothing in my contract about stealing
from my friends. This isn't right.
Fashion can be ugly, pretty boy.
I'm not paying you to have an ethical dilemma,
I'm paying you to walk.
And now for the finale of Holly Strickler's collection,
modeled by Liam Court.
What are you doing?!
I'm trying to walk. I don't know!
You're a total disaster.
Yeah, you're right.
I am.
What is he doing?
Whoo!
No, no, no, no, no!
Looks like he's being a good friend.
Ah, yeah.
I'm buying what you're selling, man.
Thank you, man.
I told ya!
You just needed a little boost.
Yeah, yeah, you're right, I did.
But, uh, not from this.
And now give a round of applause for designer Taylor Mullens.
Hey. Hi.
Oh, sorry. I have to take this.
My jeweler is finally calling me back.
Rich girl problems.
Another round?
Little less flower, a little more martini. Thanks.
Two more, thanks.
So, you know my friend Erin Silver, huh?
Yeah, she's fantastic.
Yeah, well, she's in a vulnerable place right now.
I'm not sure I follow.
Don't play dumb with me.
She's not ready for a relationship.
Well, that's probably for the best.
My boyfriend might have a problem with that anyway.
Your boyfriend?
Of five years. You have a nice night.
What the hell was that?
I'm really, really sorry. I couldn't help it.
How could, how could you be dating someone?
You have zero to say about my personal life, okay?
Especially after your liaison in Las Vegas.
- My what? - I saw you in the hotel suite,
all over some girl.
No, I didn't... Wait. Is this about Kat?
It's not what you think.
Want to know what I think?
I think it's completely fine that you're moving on, okay?
Because it's exactly what I'm doing.
Your store bought it from me, like, six months ago.
It's the, it's the really big, really heavy, really expensive
Marla Templeton necklace,
and I need it back.
Sold it?!
You've got to be kidding me!
Okay, I'm... I'm just gonna come down there now.
Hey.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You didn't seem fine on the phone call.
Is everything okay?
I just keep making mistake after mistake.
And If I can't get Marla's necklace back,
then her grandson Jeremy's gonna screw me out of all my money.
Maybe I can help.
Liam, trust me, you can't do anything for me.
You're littering.
I thought you weren't talking to me.
I still don't accept your apology, Silver.
Oh.
I'm the one who should apologize.
I saw Navid corner that guy tonight,
and it was a dumb mistake,
just like the one you made with my video.
When I saw you so upset,
I just wanted to be there for you.
So I'm sorry I was being such a jerk.
I wouldn't blame you.
So we're okay?
Uh! I so missed you.
I missed you, too.
And I'm so lucky to have you as a friend.
I have no clue what people do
without a little Silver in their life.
And now for the final collection of the night: Miss Naomi Clark.
It looks like "avant-garde" or something?
Either that or "avant-garbage."
And for Naomi's finale look, we have Ashleigh.
Scratch that. We have Naomi Clark!
You should be ashamed of yourself,
parading around in those rags in front of Janice Dickinson.
Do you not hear the clapping?
I think I should thank you for being such a klepto slut.
Oh, please. You practically handed me
your sketchbook because you were so busy
making this one of your little parties.
You know, I've actually started to take a real liking
to my new design aesthetic.
You bitch!
Oh, my God!
Catfight!
- Stop it, stop it. - Catfight!
Excuse me, ladies. I can't believe it.
It looks like the real show's back here.
Ms. Clark, you were quite the brazen entertainer out there.
I gotta admire that, but your designs,
they can't pass as serious fashion.
Sorry, honey.
And you, Ms. Holly, you've surprised me...
with some of the worst fashion
that I've ever seen in my entire life.
Believe me, you're no fashion designer.
I suggest the two of you stick to catfights,
and stay off the catwalk.
Seriously, have a nice life.
Come on, darling.
Hey, hey, hey.
You shouldn't be here.
- You'll blow your cover. - Yeah, I don't care anymore.
Okay? Silver saw you kiss me in Vegas,
and now she thinks there's something going on between us.
Isn't that insane?
Look, you just need to calm down and remember
we need to be patient.
Yeah, I'm done with being patient. Okay?
I need to bust Amal on this car delivery.
- Navid... - No, I'm sorry, Kat.
Whether you help me out or not, this has to end.
Now.
Sorry, I can't help you. We're closing now.
Look, I know that you said you can't give me a name,
but if you would just hear me out....
I'm sorry.
We take the confidentiality of our customers very seriously.
You have a nice night, now.
But... but when I sold you the necklace,
I didn't even realize that it was a family heirloom.
I... I... It was, it was my grandmother's.
Marla Templeton was your grandmother?
Yeah. And, and if I don't get it back right away,
then I'm gonna be in so much trouble.
It's funny, the buyer actually told me a very similar story.
What?
The gentleman went on and on about
the necklace's sentimental value,
his grandmother, blah, blah, blah.
You should stop wasting my time,
and talk to your family instead.
Oh, my God.
Jeremy.
Naomi Clark?
The one and only.
Well, after that spectacle tonight,
it's crystal clear that you do not have a future
- in fashion design. - Okay.
Thank you for your unsolicited soul-crushing honesty.
What, do you write greeting cards?
You didn't let me finish.
Have you ever considered event planning?
See, an event of this magnitude, and quality,
would have taken my team... about a week to execute.
I want you to intern for my company.
You're... Rachel Gray.
You plan the hottest events in Hollywood.
The one and only.
So?
What do you say?
Um, what do I say? Party planning?
The thing I love most in this world? Yes!
- Yes! - Good.
That's the last of it.
Bye.
I can't believe you're really leaving.
I mean, who's going to treat me to mani/pedis
and tell me how fab my shoes are?
Yeah, um... I never did those things.
Well, you should have.
I'll babysit your board while you're gone.
It'll be here when you get back.
Thanks, bro.
We better go. Ready?
Yeah.
Uh... almost.
Charles. It's Teddy.
Again.
Before I leave town, I just...
I need to tell you that I'm sorry about what happened.
I'm sorry you don't approve of who I am.
I want my family in my life, I really do,
but... I've realized that I don't need you.
I don't need anyone's approval but my own.
I'll apologize until I'm blue in the face
about that stupid video, but...
...I'll never apologize for who I am.
Oh, and if you see my dad...
tell him his son is happy.
Shane!
Shane.
Well, the drive to D.C. Is pretty long, and, uh,
Teddy is tone deaf and he likes to hog the radio,
so I got you a present.
- Earplugs. - Yeah.
Wow, you're a lifesaver!
- Sure. - Well, we should hit the road.
We should've been in Utah by now.
Yeah. Just need a...
Oh...
You guys are gonna make a good team.
Oh, well...
who knows what's gonna happen with us.
But Shane helped me finally realize that going away
and doing something about a problem is different than
running away and hiding from it.
Some good comes from some bad.
Exactly.
I'm going to miss you, Mr. Montgomery.
Ah, come on.
You know I'm gonna call you and write you and text you
- and e-mail you, like, every day. - No, you won't.
I know I won't.
But I'll be thinking about you all the time.
Same.
Bye.
Ah... Don't be a stranger, all right?
Ready to rock.
Looking for all the hopes and dreams you lost here last night?
No, actually, I've moved on.
Resiliency is yet another one of my many talents.
You know what?
Can we just move on, too?
I propose we bury the hatchet.
All of our plotting and conniving has really
just come back to bite us in the ass.
I suppose physical violence does take it a step too far.
I'm sorry I stole your designs.
I'm sorry they sucked.
I don't know why I get so crazy competitive around you.
It's like I start channeling my mother,
and turn into an evil bitch.
So, cease-fire?
I guess C.U. will have to be big enough for the both of us.
But we're not going to have slumber parties
- and braid each other's hair. - Oh, my God, no.
Oh, speak of the devil.
Having lunch with my mother.
See you around, Clark.
Good luck.
Hi, Mom.
Oh, sweetheart.
This is so cute.
Now, you aren't really going to
make me eat this dreadful campus food, are you?
- We can go wherever you'd like. - Good.
- Mom. - Hmm?
Uh, by the way, have you
had a chance to think about the internship?
I'd really like to do it.
Oh. Yes, you know, I'm so sorry, dear.
I've decided to go with someone else.
Come on. I'm in the mood for French.
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