Yo, West Beverly, don't forget
West Beverly and Beverly get together this Friday
for the annual winter dance starting at 8 p. m.
in the West Beverly gym.
Be there.
God, I'll be glad when finals are over.
How do they expect us to study when we have Christmas shopping to do?
You know, only two more for me tomorrow, and then I'm through.
Enough about finals, let's talk about something really important
like what to wear to the dance.
Hey, why don't you wear a big sign that says I'm here with David Silver
but I'm really still available?
That's mean.
Yes, but it's funny.
You know, I don't find that funny at all.
Well, touchy. You guys must be really getting close.
Kelly, I already told you, we are just friends.
Big, big, big, big dance Friday night.
- You going? - Nope.
- Why not? - No date.
Brandon, date optional. That's a lame excuse.
Okay, no date and I don't dance.
It's just called a dance. You don't actually have to dance.
Steve, let me put this in very simple terms.
I don't waltz, I don't rumba, I don't foxtrot, I don't boogie.
I don't like being in the same room with people who are dancing.
Yeah, well, I was actually thinking of breaking down
and asking Kelly to the dance.
I think she deserves another chance.
You're giving her another chance?
Isn't she the one who broke up with you?
Yeah, but I forgive her.
Guess who.
Hi, Steve.
What gave it away? My scent? My touch?
Actually, it was your sweaty palms.
Be nice or I'll go away.
You're making it too easy.
Hey, Friday night, what do you say? You and me?
Sorry, I already have a date.
- So break it. - No.
Why not? Who's it with?
Chuck Wilson.
- What? - You heard me.
Nice thing to tell me before I take a history final.
What was I supposed to do? He asked me.
- Of course he did. - You know, Steve,
you are not the centre of everybody's universe.
What makes you think Chuckie was thinking of you
when he asked me to the dance?
Because I know him better than you do, and he doesn't care about you.
Why is it that every time some guy likes me, you try to ruin it?
To me, Chuck Wilson isn't just any guy.
Steve, we're about to take a final here.
If I flunk history, you can thank Chuckie Wilson for me.
What? You're losing it, man.
I mean it, it's all because of him.
Wait a minute, Steve, you don't even talk to Chuck Wilson.
What is he to you?
You don't know who he is, do you?
You don't watch nearly enough TV.
Whoa, cowboy. Whoa, crash.
Chuck Wilson was the little kid on your mom's TV show?
He's as obnoxious now as he was then.
He's got himself thrown out
of practically every private school in Los Angeles.
Chuckie, what are you doing?
Hi, Mom.
But that's your daddy's birthday cake.
I was just testing it to make sure it was good.
I'm gonna be sick.
Come on.
He was just some stupid little kid.
Not to me.
When I was little, I used to go to the studio to see my mom.
They'd stick us together because, you know, we're the same age.
He'd hit me, bite me, pull my hair, break my toys,
and every time I'd be the one who'd get blamed.
- Why? - Because he's a star, Brandon.
A little 5-year-old with an attitude.
And if he didn't get his way, he wouldn't go on.
A lot of millions rode on that cute smile of his.
So no one much cared if little Steve-o was crying.
Well, what about your mom?
She played along.
It was all part of the job. Know your lines, be nice to Chuckie.
Come on, it was ten or 12 years ago.
You were just little kids, he could have changed.
You know what he said when I first saw him at West Beverly?
"Watch out, Steve-o, Chuckie's back. "
You know, like the movie?
He was kidding.
You're just letting him get to you, that's all.
I thought he was out of my life. First thing I see him at West Beverly,
- and you're not gonna believe this. - What?
They're talking about doing a big Hartley House reunion show.
- Brandon. - Hi.
Steve, you didn't tell me we had company.
Brandon's not company.
So, Steve tells me you're gonna be doing a Hartley House reunion.
- Congratulations. - Don't jinx it.
We haven't signed the deal yet. But Norman says it looks good.
We may even get a TV movie, if Charles agrees to it.
- Charles? - Little Chuckie.
Whatever you do, gorgeous, do not call him that at dinner tonight.
On second thought, I think I'll eat at Brandon's.
Funny.
I know you two have had your differences
but this really means a lot to me.
I'll get it.
Hi, Steve. How you doing?
Fine, Chuckie.
So coming to the dance on Friday?
- Well, maybe. - Oh, you have to come.
Kelly and I will be really hurt if you don't show.
What's your problem?
No problem. So is it true?
Is what true?
That Kelly Taylor is a really great first date.
That's it, get out.
Hey, man, chill. Chill.
Look, we're not at the studio, no one's forcing me to entertain you.
Get real, Steve. Why do you think I'm here?
Charles, darling.
Steve, what's wrong?
Everything's fine.
You look fabulous, Mom.
Oh, it's good to see you. It's just like old times.
The Hartley House was where they had two teenagers
and then one year, they had a little baby.
And next season, he was suddenly 3 years old.
And that little kid was Chuckie Wilson, that's who Kelly's going out with.
He's very adorable.
I'm sure.
Honey, you remember, when the kids were little,
I used to say Brandon looked like little Chuckie.
I did not.
Come on, remember you had that cute little cowlick?
Can it, Bren.
Anyway, is this guy really as bad as Steve says he is?
Well, I've known Steve and Chuckie since elementary school.
Just because they've wanted to kill each other,
doesn't mean I have to choose.
Does it?
Thanks, Mom. Dinner was great.
Well, thank you for coming. Now, you call me first thing tomorrow.
- We have lots to talk about. - Definitely.
I'll give Kelly your regards, okay, pal?
I want an apology and an explanation for your behaviour this evening.
You were incredibly rude.
I don't believe this.
Nothing changes. Nothing!
This is the way it's always been, you're siding with him.
This is business, Steve.
The entire reunion show depends on Charles agreeing to do it.
How about putting me first for a change?
Steve, gorgeous, you always come first with me.
You know that.
Why do you think I worked so much when you were a little boy?
I was a single mother. I needed to support this family.
Save me the sob story.
You were the star of the Hartley House.
You loved every minute of it.
Okay, fine.
But do you know what this reunion show means to us?
Syndication, foreign.
We're talking a lot of money here.
Enough so you'll never need to worry about college.
- Dad's got that covered. - Oh, please.
Don't start depending on his promises.
You're my son and I am looking out for your future.
That's the way it's gonna be.
I'm sorry.
It's just that Chuckie goes out of his way to push my buttons.
So don't let him.
I know he can be difficult.
But you were always the one who was more mature.
Please, tell him you're sorry. Be nice to him.
For both of us.
Andrea, have I got a story for you.
Entertainment Tonight says
there may be a Hartley House reunion show.
With Chuck Wilson going to school here,
I think it's worth an interview.
Griffin, The Blaze doesn't run celebrity puff pieces.
This isn't a puff piece.
Child stars are a weird breed. Don't you wanna know why?
Chuck Wilson doesn't seem particularly screwed up to me.
He got thrown out of his last three schools, Andrea.
There's a story there.
What do you wanna do? Turn this paper into a supermarket tabloid?
Come on, Brandon, lighten up. This is a good story and you know it.
I'll pull clips, I'll interview Chuck, interview Steve Sanders.
Whoa, how come you wanna interview Steve?
I wanna call the piece, "The Two Sons of Samantha Sanders. "
You know, the real family and the TV family.
That could be good.
Come on, Andrea, Steve is a friend of ours.
I don't want Geraldo here dishing dirt on him.
What? Me, dish?
John, a piece like this takes a little sensitivity.
Not exactly his stock in trade, no offence.
If you want this story so bad, let me have it.
Okay. But remember, be objective.
- Chuck? - Yes.
I'm Brandon Walsh.
Right, right. Your sister's a friend of Kelly's, right?
Right. I was wondering if I could do a profile on you for The Blaze.
Why me?
You're a celebrity.
Please, that was a long time ago.
Yeah, well, I hear there's talk of a Hartley House reunion.
There's always talk.
Well, still, I'm interested.
You know, what it's like to be a child star.
You mean, why do all of us end up in nut houses,
jail cells or rehab centres?
It can't be an easy life.
Actually, it can.
So listen,
I'll get my publicist to send over a bio, my press pack and we'll talk.
Right, I'll have my people call your people.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pull a star trip on you.
You wanna talk now? I don't have class till 2.
Sure.
Samantha Sanders was like a mom to me.
I mean, she kept me in line
and she taught me so much about acting and the business.
And she and Steve were like family.
So you and Steve got along?
We were like this:
I loved him like a brother.
Really?
Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
No, actually, I'm almost finished here.
I was just telling Brandon-
I was just telling Brandon my life story.
- You were a part of it. - Unfortunately.
Sibling rivalry. It affects even the best of families.
Look, I came here to apologise.
Oh, yeah, for being such a jerk last night.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry about that.
That's okay, you couldn't help yourself.
Listen, I told my mother I'd apologise, and I apologised.
Let's leave it at that.
You know, I was thinking it over and I know what your problem is.
- You're my problem, Chuckie. - Insecurity.
That's what it is. You're just one big open wound.
What do I have to be insecure about?
Well, it's a known fact adopted kids are insecure.
- How the hell did you know that? - Hey.
I've known since we were 7. Everybody knew, Steve.
We were all supposed to keep it quiet till Samantha told you.
I guess she finally broke the news, huh?
I wonder what took her so long. You know, Steve-
Thanks a lot, Sanders.
If I get a shiner, it'll look great on camera.
Actually, there aren't gonna be any cameras if I get busted.
My heart bleeds for you.
My parents say unless I keep my nose clean, no more work.
Poor baby.
Well, I was thinking,
it's sort of a waste for both of us to do time,
so why don't you just take the rap for me?
Eat it.
I'd reconsider if I were you.
Oh, yeah? Why would I do that?
Because if you don't,
I'm not gonna do your mother's little reunion show.
And frankly, given the way her career's going,
I think she needs it a hell of a lot more than I do.
What is this? Blackmail?
Actually,
yes.
I don't understand. How come only you got suspended? Why didn't he?
- Because I hit him. - He provoked it.
It was as much his fault as yours.
I know that. I took the rap for him.
- Why the hell did you do that? - It's a long story, Brandon.
Steve, I've got the whole thing on tape. We have to play this for the principal
and he'll see why you punched Chuckie out.
Look, stay out of this, okay?
Steve, it's not fair.
Chuckie Wilson doesn't play fair, okay?
- He never did. - Steve,
if you get suspended, you can't take finals.
You're gonna get an incomplete for the entire semester.
Don't let him get away with this, man, you got proof.
Take care, Bran.
If the fever's not gone, no school tomorrow.
Now, hold this under your tongue.
Okay, Mom.
There's a steak in the fridge, just put it in the broiler. I won't be back too late.
Mom, I told you I needed to talk to you.
And I told you this is not the best time, gorgeous.
It looks like the whole reunion show is falling apart. Chuckie is wavering.
Can we not talk about the reunion or Chuckie for one minute?
I need you now.
I know I haven't been around much. I'm sorry.
As soon as this deal is closed,
we'll spend some time together, just you and me, I promise.
Listen to me. I got suspended from school today.
What? You're telling me this now?
Norman and all the junior agents are waiting for me
at Morton's for a major strategy session.
I'm sorry this doesn't fit into your schedule.
Okay, explain.
What happened?
I punched out Chuckie Wilson today.
Oh, my God. Well, no wonder he's stalling on this deal.
How could you do this to me?
To you?
Fighting with my co-star is not exactly gonna get this show made, Steven.
I'm sorry, but this-
No buts.
I was counting on you to help me. I need this job, you know that.
Fine. Go make your deals.
By the way, you've got nothing to worry about.
Chuckie's gonna do the show. I made sure of that.
What do you mean?
Ask him.
I can't believe Steve actually beat him up.
What exactly were they fighting about?
I told Steve Chuckie was taking me to the dance
and he went ballistic.
I mean, it was so embarrassing.
I couldn't believe he could be so immature.
Maybe someday, someone will fight over me.
Like David Silver? I don't think so.
This fight is perfect for the story.
- If we only had a picture. - John-
I'm not gonna let you go soft here, Zuckerman.
This is the kind of thing the kids around here want to read about.
Morning, all.
I heard you were there, Brandon.
Now, what did Sanders and Wilson fight about?
Give it a rest, John.
Brandon, you were there. It is news.
No, it isn't, it's gossip and I'm not interested.
If he doesn't wanna write it, I will. There were other witnesses.
- The public has a right to know. - Wrong.
There are things the public doesn't have to know and this is one of them.
Listen to him.
He'll never make it on a college paper with that attitude.
I mean it, Andrea. I'm not doing this story.
Here are my notes. Do what you think is best.
Brandon.
What was the fight about?
If Steve wants to tell you, fine.
But I'm not gonna jeopardise my friendship for a story.
Mom, I have a question.
And I bet I have the answer.
Where did I come from?
Well, sweetheart,
your daddy and I loved each other so much
and one night, there was so much love
that it made a whole other person.
And that person was you.
Really?
That's not what Winfield Goulden says.
He showed me pictures at recess.
And where did little Winfield say he came from?
Cleveland.
So, Mom, where did I come from?
Chuckie, you come from Philadelphia.
I love you, Chuckie.
I love you too.
Mom, I have a question for you.
And I bet I have an answer. Ask away.
Where did I come from?
Oh, that's easy. Philadelphia.
No, where did I really come from?
I thought Winfield Goulden told you everything you needed to know.
I don't know that I believe him.
Well, actually, it's very simple.
An egg and a sperm get together to create a zygote
which grows into a foetus.
Well, yeah, but what about the love part?
The part where you and Daddy loved each other so much that one night,
there was so much love, it made a whole other person.
And that person was me.
That's how they got me, Steve-o. Not you.
Chuckie's right, gorgeous. We went to the baby store for you.
Too bad you're adopted, Steve-o.
But you must have a real mom somewhere.
Don't you get it?
Get what?
You're an ornament around here. Part of the set.
But where did I come from?
If you really wanna know, you'll go find your real parents.
But how? Where?
Oh, they're out there, somewhere. Right, Mary Jo?
Of course. Everyone has a mother somewhere.
Even in TV land.
Good morning, good morning, good morning.
Good morning. You sound awfully cheerful this morning.
Care for some eggs?
No, thanks, Jean. Today, I start my diet.
The camera adds 10 pounds and I wanna be ready for it.
Oh, today is one of those good days,
the ones you wanna remember and enjoy.
Come on, gorgeous,
give me one of those million-dollar smiles.
I don't have anything to smile about.
Oh, you will.
I have a surprise for you.
What?
If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
- What's this? - Well, it's your new car, silly.
Now, do I get a smile?
Or maybe just a good old-fashioned, "Thanks, Mom. "
What's this all about?
You were right.
Chuckie finally agreed to do the reunion show
and he said that you had something to do with it.
So thanks, gorgeous.
I can't believe what I'm hearing.
But then, sensitivity never was your strong suit.
If it had been, you would've told me I was adopted
before you told Chuckie and the rest of the world.
What are you talking about?
You didn't tell me I was adopted till I was 16.
Chuckie says he's known since he was 7.
- He says everybody's known. - I didn't tell him, Steve.
If you didn't tell him, then who did?
- I don't know. I swear, I don't know. - At least now I know
why I always felt like a second-class citizen around that creep.
He's not that bad, really.
Are you listening to what I'm saying here?
He is that bad, he is.
Do you know why I got suspended from school?
Because he wouldn't do your lousy show
unless I took the rap for the fight.
And this, oh, this is my- This is my commission, huh?
- No, Steve, that's not true. - It is too.
And I don't want this.
You know, maybe when you adopted me,
you thought motherhood was some role you could play. Well, it isn't.
I'm real. And I'm gonna find my real parents.
Oh, my God. Is that what this is all about?
Steve. I know I wasn't a perfect mother.
But I did the best I could. I love you.
For God's sake, I chose you.
Oh, hello, Steve. Shouldn't you be in school?
Didn't they tell you I got suspended?
Come on in.
Mrs. Walsh, you're a mother.
Yes, yes, that I am.
Well, I was wondering, if Brenda and Brandon were adopted,
hypothetically speaking, if they were adopted,
what would you think if they came to you
and told you they wanted to find their real parents?
Would you be hurt? Or mad?
No. No, I don't think so.
Not mad. Well, maybe a little bit.
But I suppose what I'd feel most of all would be
afraid.
Of what?
Well, that if my children found their natural parents, they'd-
I'd lose them.
Wouldn't you understand that they had to know?
That they had to know where they came from?
Steve,
suppose the natural parents don't wanna be found?
Look, Donna, I really hate to bring this up,
but about the dance, either my dad drives or you do,
and I'd really rather it be you, if that's okay.
I don't see what she sees in him.
Oh, come on, he's a good kid.
Older women, younger guy couples are big.
Look at Cher.
So I'll pick you up. Is 8 okay?
Yeah, yeah, that's great.
- I gotta go. - Okay. Bye.
Hi, guys.
So, Donna, aren't you worried about your reputation, you know?
The stigma of going out with a younger guy.
I'm not going out with him, Dylan.
Oh, no? You'd better be careful, you might get arrested.
Would you guys just cut it out? David and I are just friends.
You know, platonic friends. So why don't you just stop?
Kelly, can I talk to you for a second?
- Sure. - Alone.
Yeah. I'll be right back.
That's okay, I gotta run to a meeting at the studio anyway.
I'll see you tonight.
- Bye. - Bye, all.
- He is adorable. - No, he's not.
I don't mean to step on you here,
but I can't believe you're still going to the dance with that loser
after all that went down between him and Steve.
That's what you wanted to talk to me about?
You need to know the truth, Kelly. I was there.
Brandon, I didn't have to be there to know what happened.
Steve's jealous.
He punched Chuckie out because he's taking me to the dance.
Wrong. This had nothing to do with you.
What do you mean?
You know how sensitive Steve is about being adopted.
Yeah.
Well, Chuckie knows.
And he was giving Steve a hard time about it.
Poor Steve.
He hates Chuckie.
From the little I've seen of the guy in action, I can't say I blame him.
Well, what do you want me to do?
I don't know.
Just think about it, okay?
Call me sentimental, but I figured the old sound stage
was the perfect place to sign the deal memo.
Well, I heard the producers kept the set on mothballs all these years.
Too bad you can't do the same thing for the cast, huh?
Serving champagne to a minor, Norman?
It's only apple juice, Mom. Pull up a glass.
I was just telling Norman how good he is.
Yes, Norman.
You are the best agent in town.
I know.
But you know who should really be here?
Steve.
After all, he's the one who finally got you to do the show.
You're right. To Steve.
What did he say exactly that was so convincing?
Oh, nothing specific.
Steve's a great kid, Samantha.
What happened between the two of you anyway?
You know how I hate to see you fight.
Well, you know Steve. He's just Mr. Sensitive.
Well, about some things.
How did you know that he was adopted, Charles?
Everybody knew.
No, as a matter of fact, everybody didn't know.
I told him, Sam, okay?
A long time ago.
You told him? Why?
Well, you know how the two of them were. Always fighting.
They were little boys.
One day, Chuckie was jealous of Steve.
I thought it would make him feel better.
You betrayed my trust so you could make a little spoiled brat feel better?
Hey, lady, it was this spoiled little brat that kept you on the air.
Besides, I did this for you.
I know how important this show is to you.
Not more important than my son.
- This is all just a misunderstanding. - No.
I understand everything quite clearly.
I've put up with this for far too long. I've had enough.
Where are you going?
I'm not doing the show, Norman.
You can't just back out now.
- Oh, no? - You made a deal!
Watch me!
Hey, kid.
I don't wanna pry but you've been here for two hours.
How come you're not in school?
It's a long story.
Yeah, must be.
You don't look so hot. Is everything okay?
I'm fine.
Hey, Nat, let me ask you a question.
You look like your mom or your father?
My mother, I guess.
How about you?
That's the trouble, I don't know.
Hey, man.
Hey, listen, cheer up this guy, will you, Dylan?
He's on his third piece of pie and nothing's working.
Talk.
I guess if anyone would understand, it would be you.
I'm listening.
I never told you this, bro.
I'm adopted.
My whole life, I thought I was Samantha Sanders' son.
And suddenly, I wasn't.
And, so?
I wanna find my real parents.
I wanna know who they are, where they came from,
why they gave me up.
Are you sure that's such a good idea, man?
I've gotta know.
Just because there's some woman out there who is your biological mother,
doesn't mean that you can find her and have a relationship with her
just because you want to.
- I've been there. - I know.
So Samantha Sanders didn't give birth to you.
But, hey, man, she's always been there for you.
That's gotta count for something.
Hello, gorgeous.
Mom, shouldn't you be at the studio?
I'm not doing the show, Steve.
What?
I know what happened. What Chuckie did to you.
Baby, I'm so sorry.
So very sorry.
All those years, I made you be nice to that little bastard.
You don't have to be nice to him anymore.
I love you, Mom.
I love you, baby.
I know this may be hard,
but I have to know where I came from.
What?
My mother.
Who's my real mother?
I've dreaded this moment for 17 years.
It's why I've waited so long to tell you the truth.
I'm scared, Steve.
I just don't wanna lose you.
Wow, David, how'd you get this great parking spot?
It's one of the perks of coming to the dance with me.
Yeah.
You're nervous, aren't you?
No.
What do I have to be nervous about?
Well, this is kind of a big deal.
I mean, it's our first big social event together.
It's just a dance.
You mean, you don't feel weird at all going out with me?
Well, we're not going out.
You mean, we came here together but we're not really together.
No, I didn't say that.
You didn't have to.
Come on, let's go inside and get this over with.
No, David, wait.
Look, I'm proud to be going to this dance
with the best dancer at West Beverly.
Really?
Yeah.
Thanks.
David.
Oh, God, I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry. I don't know what got into me.
It's okay.
Why don't we just go in, okay?
Steve.
I'm sorry.
I know. I'm sorry too.
I don't wanna hurt you, but I gotta do this.
I know.
The only thing they told me was your mother's name.
Karen Brown.
My mother's name was Karen.
I wish I could tell you more.
All I know is that she was very young.
And she must have been very beautiful.
She came from a little town somewhere outside of Albuquerque.
That's where you were born.
I've gotta go there.
Where?
To New Mexico.
I've gotta do this.
Now?
Now. Tonight.
There's a lot of people.
I don't see Kelly.
Well, there's Chuckie.
She's gotta be around here somewhere.
Kelly, what are you doing here?
I thought you were going to the dance with Chuckie.
I stood him up.
I heard what he did to you
and this was the best way I could think of to get even.
Thanks, Kel.
Do you wanna go for a drive? It's a nice night.
Yeah, I do.
Just let me throw a few things together.
God, I love California.
Do you know what some kids would give
to drive around with the top down in December?
They'd buy tickets to this kind of weather.
Yeah. I guess we are pretty lucky.
You know, I still don't believe you're taking the bus.
I mean, your mom just bought you a brand-new Corvette.
Well, hey, I'm going to a tiny town
somewhere in the middle of nowhere, New Mexico.
I just think it'd be best if I left Beverly Hills behind.
Why don't you let me drive you? I mean, you don't have to take the bus.
Well, thanks, Kel, but that wouldn't exactly be leaving things behind.
I guess you're right.
What time did you say your bus leaves?
Midnight.
That gives us two hours.
I know a few people who'd like to say goodbye.
Okay.
Yeah? Good.
I love Christmas.
Yeah, especially Christmas break.
And you know what?
This Christmas, you're gonna be spending it with us.
Okay. But, Bren, you've gotta promise me that your dad,
he's not gonna dress up like Santa Claus.
That I can't promise.
Hi, Brandon.
Hey, Mr. Chapman. Merry Christmas.
Well, listen, Brandon, you were right about the story.
It was gossip, pure and simple, and I'm not running it.
Good for you, Andrea.
But leave business behind for one night, huh?
You wanna dance?
You know I don't dance.
Do you drink punch?
Yeah, I do drink punch, definitely.
Then start pouring.
I don't think I should be here, I'm suspended.
Steve, when was the last time you listened to some stupid rule?
Would you look at that?
Heigh-ho, Silver.
- Now, that's what I call friendly. - Yeah.
If that's her idea of a platonic relationship,
I would love to see what happens when she decides to get physical.
Yeah, wow. Okay?
See, I like him.
And if any of you have a problem with that, that's too bad.
Isn't that sweet?
Yeah, it is.
You stood me up. I thought we had a date.
I don't go out with people who hurt my friends.
Okay, have it your way.
You'd better be careful. Someone might think you like me.
Let's dance.
I hate to break this up, Steve.
Mr. Chapman-
I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
Come on, I'm already suspended.
What, are you gonna expel me from a dance?
Come on, guys, there's no need to make a scene.
Yes, there is.
I gotta catch a bus.
Steve, wait, we'll all go with you.
We will? Where?
Taking buses now, Steve?
What's the matter? Mommy take away your wheels?
- You know what you are, Wilson? - No, big man.
Why don't you tell me?
You're a has-been.
Faked him out.
The overnight bus to Santa Clarita, San Simeon and San Francisco
is ready for boarding at Gate 4.
I can't believe I never knew Steve was adopted.
Nobody knew except me and Kelly.
I hope he's doing the right thing.
He's doing what he's gotta do.
Got my ticket.
I hope they're round-trip tickets.
The midnight Stratocruiser to Flagstaff,
Gallup, Albuquerque, Tucumcari and Amarillo
is ready for boarding at Gate 3.
That's my ride.
Good luck, pal.
We love you, Steve.
I love you, guys.
No matter who or what you find out there,
we'll always be your family.