Post by KCB on Apr 12, 2009 0:15:51 GMT
EPISODE 1, PART 1
Brenda has arrived from England to assist West Beverly’s fall play production. Harry gave Brenda a quick tour of the newly renovated high school. Kelly, who now works as a guidance counselor had a pretty busy day. Due to her recent chat with Ryan Matthews not going as smoothly as expected, she isn’t in the best of moods. Both Brenda and Kelly walk towards their cars in the faculty’s parking lot.
Brenda (speaking on the phone to someone/ smiling): This place has changed so much since I was here last. I can’t believe it. Donna Martin Graduates! Donna Martin Graduates! It was all I could think of haha!
Kelly spots Brenda in the lot and calls out to her: Brenda!
Brenda turns around and waves at Kelly: Hey!
She hangs up the phone with a smile and says “I gotta go, I’ll see ya later ok? Bye” (hangs up her cell)
Brenda: Hey Kel!
Kelly: Ah, what did you say to Ryan?
Brenda: Ryan?
Kelly Ryan Matthews, the English Lit. teacher, the guy I like?
Brenda:Oh, yeah. We talked for some time this morning.
Kelly What did you tell him about me?
Brenda: Nothing much.
Kelly You shouldn’t have said anything
Brenda: Okay, Kelly any guy that dates you is going to have questions about him and Sammy, you should just get your story straight.
Kelly My story is straight
Brenda: You know you get really emotional, when you talk about this…I wonder why that is
Kelly What’re you saying?
Brenda: I’m saying that you still have feelings for him
Kelly Tell me something I don’t know! Of course I still have feelings for him, he’s my son’s father!
Brenda:C’mon, Kelly you know there’s more to it than that.
Kelly No, there isn’t, because it can’t be. Because he’s not here and I DESERVE to be with somebody and be happy!
Brenda:Oh give me a break! Its written all over your face. You are NEVER going to be happy with somebody else because you’re still in love with Brandon!
SUSPENSFUL MUSIC BEGINS.
Credits:
Kelly: Brenda! Me dating Ryan has got nothing to do with him. Stop defending your brother!
Brenda (raising her tone slightly): Kelly! I’m not taking any sides here and you know it! He’s Sammy’s father first and he needs him.
Kelly and Brenda gaze towards one another, with frustration in their eyes
Brenda finally, looks away.
Kelly: Look, I like Ryan. He lets me be me, and not just a single mom trying to juggle her son and career. So, please, let me be happy. After a long long time I’ve finally found someone who I think is decent enough to date and let loose with.
Brenda (sighing; she knew that Ryan was simply a fling, an absolute substitute because her brother wasn’t there.): We’ll talk about this later. I gotta go, but just be careful, for Sammy’s sake. I’ll call you later.
Kelly looks on as Brenda walked away, towards her car. She couldn’t deny it—no matter how hard she tried. She knew Brenda was right. Kelly Taylor was still in love with Brandon Walsh. The father of her 4 ½ year old son, Sammy.
Though he hadn’t been residing in Beverly Hills for over three years, Kelly couldn’t forget him…and how could she? He was the only man who truly understood her sentiments and respected her opinion even if disagreeable. The man she almost married a decade ago. Simply put, he brought out the best in her. The unfortunate miscarriage of their first child, led them to almost becoming Raphael’s foster parents. Though the latter never came about, these college sweethearts shared a memorable yet a heart wrenching history. Now, with the birth of their second child, Sammy, Brandon and Kelly’s bitter-sweet bond was to be forever tied together—not by engagement rings, nor marriage proposals, but now, simply by blood.
The only problem: Brandon’s commitment to his career went overload. He was based on the east coast, New York City, working for The Chronicle. Now, his endeavors as a successful journalist obligated him to continuously travel throughout the world. Cover to cover, story to story. Brandon Walsh was now a big league reporter.
Kelly sat in her car, pushing her head back towards the seat and closing her eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. Though she had gone back to California University and earned her Masters, had a great career at West Beverly, where she garnered so much respect from students and staff for her work, her personal life was a disaster. Her love life was in a limbo, and though taking care of her son was Kelly’s number one priority, it was the one job she was struggling with. Frustrated and angry, she didn’t want Sammy to grow up a life mirroring her childhood, a childhood where Dad was never around.
Cut to Casa Walsh. Same night.
Kelly jumps into bed, where her sister Erin, now a young, beautiful, and rebellious teen is laying with her laptop typing away on her blog.
Silver (sneakishly smiling): I think this is my best blog yet.
Kelly: Erin, how many times have we had a talk about this blog of yours? Its causing nothing but problems.
Silver: Oh Kell’s c’mon lighten up. Trust me on this one. So, Brenda coming tomorrow?
Kelly: Yup. Harry spoke to her this afternoon. She’s officially booked to direct the fall play. What’s it called again?
Silver: “Spring Awakening.” Seriously, like, out of all the Broadways, they pick a musical about a bunch of horny teenagers humping around, because they want to discover their “inner and outer tumult of sexuality.” Puhleez, I'll pass.
Kelly: Well, just be supportive of Bren when she’ll be up there coaching the kids. I want her to feel comfortable, especially since Tabitha will be snooping around.
Silver: No probs and you know I remember her telling me that she’s still keeping her flat in Shoreditch, and it’s got me thinking about an escape route. (gives a big wide smile to Kelly).
Kelly raises her eyebrow (The classic Kelly look)
Silver (smiling gleefully): Well a girl can dream can’t she? Topshop, Prince Harry, and friends named Nigel and Gemma.
Kelly smiles and shakes her head thinking how ridiculous her sister sounds. Silver just laughs at the same time and asks “what?” The phone rings. <Ring, Ring, Ring.> Silver picks up
Silver: Hello?
Voice: Hi…Kelly?
Silver looking up at Kelly with the receiver in her hand: Um, who’s calling?
Voice: Its Dylan…Erin is that you?
Silver covers up the receiver and brings its lowers it to her shoulder
Silver (to Kelly, handing her the phone): It’s Ol’ McForehead.
Kelly (making a “that’s rude” expression on her face, takes the phone): Hey Stranger, when did you get back in town?
Dylan: Over two hours ago. Hey Kel, is Bren around?
Kelly: Nope, she’s staying at the Bel Age. Room 381.
Dylan (stuck in traffic, horns honking everwhere, starts speaking loudly): Yeah I know, I got her text. I’m trying to get there but this traffic from LAX is a b!tch. I tried giving her a buzz but I all I keep gettin’ is a busy signal. Listen, if she calls just let her know that I might be a bit late at the Pit. I just called because I thought she might have passed by you or something.
Kelly: Okay, sure, no problem and Welcome Back. You were missed.
Silver (to herself as she types away): Speak for yourself.
Dylan (to Kelly on phone): Thanks Kel. Can’t wait to see you and the rest of the gang. See ya.
Kelly: Bye.
A beep can be heard as Kelly hangs up.
Silver: So, what did Fonzi want this time?
Kelly: Nothing, he’s back from Europe, stuck in traffic, and was just calling to check up on Brenda to see if she was here. Her phone’s busy.
Silver: Well, I guess that’s a start. At least its nice of him to check up on her like that among other not so nice things.
Kelly: Erin…
Silver: Fine. I’m sorry. Not another word…
Kelly puts the phone back on the hook and grabs a piece of paper and pen. She starts scribbling a list. Silver takes advantage of the moment and strikes up a particular conversation, Kelly isn’t too fond of.
Silver: Maybe you could do the same for the “other half…”
Kelly looks up at Silver and realizes what she means, rather…WHO she means.
Silver (sigh): Kell’s you should’ve talked to him last week when he called from NYC .
Kelly: I WASN’T ready to talk to him. I’m NOT ready.
Silver (in a reassuring tone): Okay, you have got to get past this. Look, remember when I was three and Hannah’s mom was leaving, and all you guys were like singing Kumbaya together at the Pit, and she told you then and there, to go for the brass ring. You shouldn’t have passed that up Kelly.
Kelly: ERIN, your 16, you don’t understand okay. I was only 20 years old and between him and Dylan…
Silver (interrupting): no no no no…see…McWrinkles is no comparison to a hot, sensitive Boy Scout who CAN cook! Had you gotten married then and there, he would be here right now in my place, with you and Sam.
Kelly: Getting married would not have guaranteed anything, Silver. The last time Brandon and I met was during Sammy’s first Christmas, and he didn’t even bother to show up on time.
Flashback Sammy’s first Christmas, 2004.
Kelly Taylor is seen clearing off the dining table, and placing leftovers in the fridge from what seems to be a Christmas dinner she just finished hosting. All the guests had left.
Doorbell rings.
Kelly walks through the hallway and opens the door. The man standing before her was terribly late. His left hand rested in his pocket, while he held a gift bag in his right hand. His face filled with embarrassment.
Brandon: I can explain. …I’m really sorry for being late Kel.
Kelly listens patiently as she stares at Brandon with a look of irritation on her face.
Brandon sighs turning his head…
Brandon: Can I come in?
Kelly leaves the door open and begins walking away from it and towards the living room. Brandon follows her in, closing the door behind him. Cut to Walsh living room completed decorated with a Christmas tree, ornaments, stockings, and gifts.
Brandon: My flight from New York was delayed for two hours due to that storm everyone’s been talking about. I tried calling both here and your cell, but the lines were dead-jammed. I tried my best to catch the earliest flight to LA, but as luck would have it, every one of them was canceled.
Kelly: That’s why I told you to try for flights last week. You’re a reporter; you know how hectic it gets right around the holidays Brandon.
Brandon: I know. I know. But, Richardson wanted me to wrap up that story in D.C. pronto (B takes a seat on the couch, puts down the gift bag) and I just couldn’t squeeze in the time to finish that up, buy presents, and schedule my flight to be here all in a week.
Kelly: Brandon, I don’t care about the presents or the gifts okay! Do you realize what your job is doing to Sammy!? What it’s doing to us?
(Cut to Brandon who looks away)
Kelly (continues): He spent the entire night tonight with Steve and Donna playing around with your pictures and just calling on to you, saying “daddy.”
Brandon, speechless turns to Kelly:(in a low voice, looking down) I really missed him. He asleep?
Kelly (angry yet sarcastic): Well considering it’s almost midnight I would assume so. I tucked him to bed hours ago.
Brandon lifts his head and gets up. Takes hold of the gift bag and exits the living room, but he suddenly stops and turns around to face Kelly and says “I’ll make it up to you, I promise, to both of you”
A quite and frustrated Kelly looks on as he began walking upstairs.
Cut to Casa Walsh, Sammy’s Room, Upstairs.
Brandon slightly pushes Sammy’s door open and enters. His son is fast asleep, wrapped around a soft, blue blanket and his head tenderly lays upon a white pillow.
Brandon walks closer towards the bed and sits next to his son. He reaches to caress Sammy’s head with his hand
Brandon: Hey buddy…daddy’s here. Daddy’s back. Merry Christmas.
Brandon takes out the present he brought for Sammy and places it next to his pillow. It’s a Spiderman action figure, Sam’s favorite superhero, signed exclusively by Tobey Maguire. Brandon gives Sammy a soft little kiss on his right cheek.
Brandon (whispers as he becomes slightly teary eyed): see ya in the morning kiddo…night.
He gets up to leave and turns around and finds Kelly standing by the door. She was watching him the entire time.
Kelly (asking Brandon): Want some eggnog?
Brandon (smiling at her): Sure
Kelly begins walking downstairs to the kitchen; Brandon follows her and strikes up a conversation
Brandon (as he’s coming down the stairs): Bummer I missed the dinner. I really looked forward to seeing everybody.
Kelly (in the kitchen, taking a glass out of the cupboard and pours eggnog in it): Well, you can make it up tomorrow, (Brandon takes a seat by the kitchen table) Steve and Janet are having a luncheon and David’s throwing a surprise birthday party for Donna.
Kelly walks over to the kitchen table, takes a seat next to Brandon, handing him the glass.
Brandon: Sounds like a holiday to look forward to, but I really want to spend some time with you and Sam. (Pauses to take a sip of the eggnog), I can’t believe how big he’s gotten in just a year.
Kelly (reaching her hand out over Brandon’s): Well, now that you’re back, we’ve got all the time in the world to catch up.
Brandon is silent and slightly forms a look of seriousness on his face.
Brandon (looking down at his glass and slowly speaks): Y e a h
Kelly (insecure by Brandon’s tone): What is it?
Brandon (shaking his head as he looks at his glass): Nothing…nothing really (finishes his drink). Thanks, that was delicious (gives Kelly a kiss on her cheek), I gotta go get my bag from the car.
Kelly just sat in her seat as Brandon got up and went out from the kitchen door. She didn’t want to argue again that night, but she knew Brandon was hiding something from her.
Cut to Donna’s surprise party the next day.
The entire gang had gathered at Donna and David’s place: Steve, Janet, and their daughter Maddy, along with Dylan, and Nat are sitting on a beautiful white couch, accessorized by ruby red cushions. Sitting across from them are Brandon, Kelly, and their son Sammy. Donna and David stand in front of their decorated Christmas tree filled with lovely ornaments and nicely wrapped gifts beneath. The entire room is decorated with reds and greens and snow whites. Its a Christmasi feeling all over the house. Sammy sits in his father’s lap playing with his Spiderman action figure, all the while being comforted by Brandon’s arm around him.
Kelly, Janet, Dylan and Steve are laughing at Nat’s ridiculous jokes.
Donna takes her champagne glass and lightly taps it with a teas p o o n to gather everyone’s attention.
Donna (standing next to David, facing everyone): Well, thank you all for joining us today and for making this the best surprise birthday party ever! (Camera cuts to BK and Sam, Dylan, Nat, and Steve and Janet as Donna keeps talking) I just wanted to let you all know how much it means to me and David, to have you all here. All of us have been through so much, yet we're still happy, healthy, and together. (Camera cuts back to David and Donna)To us and friendship and many more happy holidays to come.
Steve (wiping away fake tears): Oh so sweet! Janet sipping her drink and shaking her head at Steve's immaturity.
Dylan: Here Here!
Everyone sips from their drink. A few moments later Dylan’s receives a phone call. He checks to see who it maybe, but it appears to be private with no number showing up. He answers it anyway:
Dylan: Yeah
Voice: Guess who?
Dylan: Bren? Is that you?
Voice: Well this is an overseas call, so who else? Merry Christmas.
Dylan (gets up to leave from the living room stretching out words in his usual Dylanisque way): Y e e a h, Merry Christmas . So how you doin?
Brenda (holding a cup of coffee): I’m doing great. Actually it’s about 7:30 in the morning here and considering that its Donna’s birthday, Christmas, and the fact that you all are there, I figured why not call. (Cut to Dylan as Brenda is heard through the phone) By the way, did Donna get something yet?
The doorbell rings
Dylan (to Brenda): Hang on a second.
Dylan (to the gang): I got it. He opens the door to find the mailman from DHL standing before him
Postman: Good evening Sir, is Mrs. Donna Silver here?
Dylan: Yeah
Dylan calls out to Donna
Dylan: Donna! (Dylan puts back the receiver on his ear so that Brenda can hear him) Special home delivery from London, come and get it.
Cut to Brenda in London, smiling delightfully knowing that her present to Donna reached.
Donna: London? (starts walking towards the door) Brenda, no you didn’t!
Cut to David and Steve who just look at each other in dismay when they hear Brenda’s name.
Donna signs the clipboard, greets the postman with a "Happy Holidays" and takes the gift Brenda sent her. It seems to be a DVD of some sort.
Donna: Hey look you guys! This is so sweet!
She unwraps it and sees a cover filled with pictures of herself and
Brenda, and the rest of the gang. Pics dating back to high school and college.
Donna: awwwwww , look (turns the DVD around and shows it to everyone)
Dylan (to Brenda): It’s a hit.
Brenda (smiling gleefully, excited): Let me talk to her!
Kelly tells Donna to play it and hands the disk to David while Donna talks to Brenda over the phone. David walks over, turns on the DVD player and grabs the remote control.
Donna (to Brenda): Brenda! OH MY GOD! What a surprise! You shouldn’t have! I LOVE IT!
Brenda: Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas D! I miss you so much! I wish I was there with you guys.
Donna: Merry Christmas! Awww Bren I miss you too!
Brenda: Well I gotta get to work, but I’ll call you later and we’ll catch up okay?
Brandon motions Donna to hand him the phone for a quick chat with his sis.
Donna (to Brenda): wait wait! Brandon wants to talk to you
She hands him the phone
Brandon (to Brenda): And where’s my present?
Brenda: You’re related to me that should be enough.
Brandon (smiles): Very funny. I got your email, how’s mom doing?
Brenda: Well, apart from missing Dad and preparing Christmas dinner, (cut to Cindy Walsh who’s becoming mortified in the kitchen) (Cut back to Brenda): I’d say she’s doing pretty well.
Brandon: Give her a hug for me and you take care of yourself. I’ll call you later
Brenda: Will do. Oh and Brandon…
Brandon: Yeah?
Brenda (closeup on Brenda as she sits down on the kitchen table): I’m glad you’re there for X-mas… with Kelly and Sam. It was about time.
Brandon: Yeah me too.
Brandon’s cell phone starts ringing.
Brandon: Listen I’m getting a call, I’ll talk to you and mom later. Love Ya, Merry Christmas.
Brenda: Merry Christmas, bye.
David (hits the play button): Alright guys, lets see what the Oscar winner sent us
Brandon: (answers his phone): Hello?
Voice: Yes, may I please speak with Mr. Brandon Walsh?
Brandon (starting to walk away from the room to gain some privacy): Yes, speaking
Cut to David and the rest of the gang that are watching the video she sent.
Brenda (on Video): Hey Donna, Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday!
Cut to Donna and the rest of the gang
Kelly: She looks great
Janet: This is so sweet of her!
Brenda (on video): I’m sorry I can’t be there with you on your special day, but that’s no excuse to miss out on the fun and from wishing you and David and everybody a very joyous Christmas and Happy Holidays. (Steve and Janet smile) Here’s a little something I made for all you. (Brenda wipes a little tear from the corner of her left eye) I really miss you guys.
The video goes on to play a slide show with music and a display of memorable pictures and video footage from high school. Clips like, Donna and Brenda at the Carnival together and in Paris, David breaking it down at the Spring Dance, Donna, Kelly, Brenda, and Steve at Magic Mountain, and many more. The gang enjoys the video and recall on all the good times they’ve had together with Brenda.
Cut back to Brandon who’s now on the backyard porch still conversing on the telephone.
Brandon: I understand Mr. Gerbecky, but I just got back into town for the holidays to be with my family and I wasn’t expecting this news so soon.
Cut to Mr. Gerbecky (to Brandon): This is a once in a life time opportunity Brandon. The type of quality journalism that you offer is in demand. When Richardson sent me your sample writings, (Cut to Brandon holding the phone) I was impressed with your reporting.
Cut back to Gerbecky: You don’t get offers like these every day.
Cut back to Brandon, who pauses for a moment: Well, thank you so much for calling and for considering me for the job but I'll need some time to think about it to let you know if its possible.
Cut back to Gerbecky: I’ll need to know by 10 in the morning tomorrow. Take it or leave it Brandon, the choice is yours. Good night
Brandon looks down and expressions of concern, thought, and worry illuminate his face. He flips his phone off, and sighs heavily. Slowly turning around, (slow piano music begins) he sees Kelly and Sammy in the room, through the main window of the house. Kelly smiles as she watches Brenda’s video, and son Sammy was playing with his Spidey action figure.
“My family” thought Brandon. There he was, once again in a dilemma. Just last night he had promised Kelly, the love of his life, the mother of his child, that he'd make up for all the times he couldn't be there with her and Sam, but will Brandon's successful career make him lose his family again? (camera zooms in on Brandon and then fades away into a commercial).
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Cut to Donna and David’s living room. The gang just finished having some cake and reminiscing about the good ol’ times.
Dylan: no no no, the best part was Silver rocking “Vanilla Ice”
Steve: Oh absolutely. That was classic baby!
Steve and Nat laugh loudly, David of course is embarrassed
David (embarrassed): “ha ha ha…” Thank you for your comments gentlemen but that was all a very long time ago.
Brandon walks back inside, and finds Sammy standing in the middle of his way he picks him up “Come here buddy.” Brandon smiles at everyone, they smile back, and continue their conversations. Brandon takes a seat next to Kelly.
Kelly (as Brandon sits next to her, she caresses the back of his head): Hey you, where you been? Haven’t seen you all night…Talked to Brenda?
Brandon: Yup and then Mr. Gerbecky just called.
Kelly: Isn’t he the editor of Seattle Times?
Brandon: He was… now he’s the executive head of The Chronicle.
Kelly: …and?
Brandon: we’ll talk about it when we get home
Brandon gives Kelly a little kiss, but the expression on her face is anything but relief. Kelly was concerned. Why would Mr. Gerbecky call during the holidays? she thought.
Cut to Casa Walsh, Brandon, Kelly, returning from DD’s party. Sammy is asleep in Kelly’s arms[/u]
Brandon: (unlocking the door) It was good to see everybody. Felt a lot like old times.
Kelly: (subtle sadness in her voice) Yeah…
Entering in Casa Walsh…
Kelly: (whispering to Brandon about Sammy whose fast asleep) Let me go tuck him into bed and I’ll be right back down.
Brandon: Actually, I wanted to put him to bed if you don’t mind Mama Walsh.
Kelly smiled and carefully handed Sammy into Brandon’s arms. Though she was a bit frustrated and concerned about Brandon possibly leaving again, it was those little moments where Brandon stepped up to take charge as a father, that made her heart melt and her tongue silent.
As Brandon took him upstairs, he looked around the rooms and even though it was his home, he had almost forgotten the feeling of living in it. Brandon opened Sammy’s door, took his jacket off gently, and rested Sammy on the bed. While he took Sam’s shoes off, he noticed the pictures on the wall. Photos of himself, Brenda, Jim and Cindy, Sammy, and Kelly were present. Brandon tucked Sammy into his blanket gave him a gentle little kiss and got up to approach the photo filled walls of his son’s room.
As he looked on, memorable events started hitting him. Events like, the first night him and Kelly made love before she became pregnant with Sammy, or the first time Brandon signed his name next to “Father” on Sammy’s birth certificate, or the first time his parents and sister had held his son. Brandon gazed on a photograph that Steve had taken, the day Sammy was born at Cedars Sinai Hospital. It showed a smiling Brandon, snuggling with baby Sammy and Kelly. The image brought mild tears in his eyes and a sense of guilt had formed within Brandon as he thought about that offer Mr. Gerbecky had made to him earlier that evening. Though Brandon's Pulitzer Prize for Excellence in Journalism late last year, was well earned, he was beginning to realize one thing: his professional success meant sacrificing his personal life.
He turned for one last look at his son, for the night and shut the door lightly on his way out.
Cut to Kelly in her Bedroom
Standing in front of her mirror, Kelly takes off her earrings. Brandon walks in, his reflection viewable to Kelly on her mirror. She turns halfway to greet him with a smile as she removed her left earring. Brandon slowly walks up behind her as they both gaze at their pairing in the mirror. An absolute perfect match made in the heavens above.
Kelly: (putting her earrings aside on top of the drawer to her right) So...tucked him in?
Brandon: (still staring and him and Kel in the mirror): Yup. He’s sleeping like a baby. He looks so much like me when he's asleep, minus the snoring of course...
Kelly smiled as Brandon wraps his arms around Kelly’s waist and pulls her closer to himself. Kelly’s hands immediately rested upon Brandon’s. They smiled as they stared at one another in the mirror.
Brandon: (poking his nose into Kelly's hair and kissing her head, he whispers into her ear) I missed you (Brandon starts kissing Kelly’s neck)
Kelly (turns around to give baby kisses to Brandon she replies):mmm… me too
Brandon kissed Kelly back passionately, gently gliding her shiny blonde hair away from the soft, beautiful face that he had loved and missed so much. Running her fingers through his thick hair, Kelly was overwhelmed with desire as was Brandon. They pulled apart from each other as Kelly took off Brandon’s sweater and kissed him back lovingly. Pulling her closer to his body, Brandon could feel the weakness in his knees, as he affectionately picked up and carried Kelly to their bed. Brandon fell vulnerably upon Kelly as they both glistened into the Fire of Love. The tenderness of his touch and the warmth of his lips, meant that Kelly would just have to wait till morning to talk about Brandon's conversation with Mr. Gerbecky...Nothing was going to interrupt this night...a night to be remembered.
The Morning After—Walsh bedroom, 6AM
It was still quite dark outside and Dawn was yet to make its welcome. The camera slowly moves from the main bedroom window, decorated with a white transparent curtain, to the bed, where both Brandon and Kelly are seen lying, wrapped under red silk sheets. Their clothes lying on the floor. Kelly rested her head on Brandon’s chest and her left arm was around his exposed waist. Brandon’s lips met Kelly’s forehead and his left hand sunk in her soft hair. What a marvelous night they experienced after so long.
Blinking a few times before waking up, Brandon gently lifted his head off the black colored pillow and turned to check what time it was, making sure not to wake up Kelly. “Its 6 already?” thought Brandon. He was still on Eastern Time. Brandon places his head down, while lightly breathing out. He looks down at Kelly and gives her a little kiss on the forehead and caresses her head.
Kelly: (moving slightly and rubbing Brandon’s chest) mmm……Merry Christmas Mr. Walsh
Brandon: (smiling with his eyes closed, rubbing Kelly’s shoulder) Very merry Christmas…Ms. Taylor
Kelly: (sleepy/semi-awake with a little smile on her face) …amazing wasn’t it?
Brandon: (letting a little laugh out smiling gleefully) a gentleman never tells but….absolutely…
Kelly brings her head up to meet Brandon’s and slowly opens her eyes, staring at him with a smile,
Kelly: I adore you
She softly gives Brandon a long kiss. Her right index finger rubbing his chin as Brandon kisses her back with a “love you too” back. They locked their sweet lips and kissed each other for merely just a few more moments, which seemed more like an eternity. It was obvious--they were addicted to one another and that too, badly.
Tenderly pulling away from her soothing lips, Brandon suddenly realized that he had just an hour left before the clock struck 10AM (Eastern Time) to let Mr. Gerbecky know of his decision.
Brandon: I’ll be right back Kel
Kelly: its only 6 where you going?...stay (kissing his lips again)
Brandon: (pulling away from her lips softly)…Kel, I have to make a phone call
And with that said, he rolled Kelly off with a pat on her thigh and got out of bed, putting on a t-shirt and walking towards the bathroom. Kelly lay there on her back staring at the ceiling….”phone call?” she thought…. “does he mean Gerbecky?”
15 minutes later
Kelly now dressed in a black satin robe, walks into Sammy’s room to check up on him. He’s still fast asleep. She shuts the door on her way out and heads downstairs. Kelly can slightly hear Brandon, who’s now in the kitchen talking over the phone. Feeling a little insecure, she stops in the middle of the stairs for a few moments and then continues to walk down. Her curiosity gets the best of her as she slowly walks behind the walls of the kitchen entrance and hears in on the conversation…
Brandon: (holding the kitchen phone and talking) Well, could you let him know that Brandon Walsh from The Chronicle called…right…Thank You. (He hangs up the phone).
Kelly enters the kitchen
Kelly: (walking towards the coffee maker, grabs a mug, pouring her coffee) Trying to get in touch with Gerbecky?
Brandon: (looking up at Kelly with a guilty expression on his face) ….Yeah, he’s not in his office yet, so I left a message.
Kelly: (nodding her head as she finishes pouring her coffee) I see… (Brandon takes a seat by the counter with his coffee…Kelly walks up with her mug): what’s so urgent that you have to call him this early?
Brandon: (looking down at his cup, rubbing his fingers nervously on its handle) Yesterday (pauses)…at David and Donna’s party, he gave me a ring…(looks up at Kelly) Offering me a seat to report on that Jefferson-Porter Trial…in Belize.
Kelly (rolls her eyes): Perfect! She begins walking away from the kitchen, towards the living room, Brandon stops her by the kitchen table
Brandon: (raising his tone) Kel! I haven’t said yes yet!
Kelly: (turning around) Yet? (bugging her eyes out, pi s s ed) Meaning, you’re going to do it
Brandon: (shaking his head) I never said that.
Kelly: No, (jerking her head to the left)… but that’s what you intend to do, or why would you be calling him?
Brandon: (putting his mug down on the table, his hands on his waist, arms outward, he rolls his eyes)Okay, so it’s a prestigious opportunity. Lots of Senators will be there, Vets from the BDP League…Pauses. (Sucking in his lower lip, cut to Kelly who’s just looking at him; cut back to Brandon): I won’t deny the fact that I was thinking about doing it, or that I didn’t know it wasn’t going to happen…(looking Kelly straight in the eyes)I knew.
Kelly:(closing her eyes and looking away, p i s s ed) You knew? You knew before coming here that you’re stay was going to be just for the holidays?
Brandon: (raising his voice slightly, defending himself after feeling threatened) I had a pretty good indication that I may get the story Kelly, but I wasn’t expecting till after New Years or maybe late Spring.
Kelly: Well, thank you very much for letting me know now BRANDON! You might as well just have kept this news to yourself!
Brandon: (reassuring Kelly) Kel, you’re taking this all the wrong way. I told you, I haven’t committed to anything with Gerbecky or Richardson.
Kelly (gets really b!tchy in a low tone): They’re not the only ones you're not committed to.
Kelly (turns around and begins walking. Camera cuts to where we see a close-up of Kelly and Brandon in the background.
Brandon: and what’s that supposed to mean?
Kelly: (turning back to Brandon, replying back to him calmly) I’m sure your son…can explain that better than I can.
Kelly turns away and walks out of the kitchen. Brandon gulps and expressions of concern and irritation fill his face.
FLASHBACK TO PRESENT TIME, 2008, KELLY AND ERIN in bed talking[/u]
Kelly: And he took a flight out to Belize the next night
Silver: (reaching her hand out to meet Kelly’s who’s a bit teary eyed staring to nowhere) I know and I'm sorry. But, Kell's that was all almost four years ago.
Kelly blinks and closes her eyes for a few moments, trying to forget the argument she and Brandon had gotten into. Camera cuts to Silver, then back to Kelly, then back to Silver again
Silver: Kelly?
Kelly: I’m just not ready yet Silver…(lets out a big breath). When it’s the right time, I’ll know it (looks up to Silver, who seems sad)….and so will Brandon.
Kelly (putting away the paper and pen on the table): C’mon let’s get some sleep, you got a big day with Brenda and the play tomorrow, and I have lots of errands to finish up in the morning.
Silver just sat there with her laptop as Kelly shuts off her Tiffany table lamp that sat to her right. Camera cuts to a saddened Silver.
Though she wanted to persuade her beloved elder sister to do the right thing, Silver also began to understand Kelly’s resenting sentiments. (Cut to Silver’s laptop screen, where she types away to end off her blog with these words) “They say that people who are meant to be, always find their way in the end. I don’t know if Dixon and I are there yet, but something tells me that it ain’t over till its over. Drop me your thoughts below West Beverly Peace Out! ”
Silver hits the Enter button and looks up with a smile on her face.
(The Great DJ by the Ting Tings starts playing in the background)…
Silver: (smiling) “Tomorrow is going to be a big day"
Same song still keeps playing as we cut into, West Beverly Hills High parking lot the next morning, kids getting out of their cars, some girls hug to greet one another, some couples making out, some standing in the halls.
Cut to Harry Wilson in his office on the Phone.
Harry: Well thank you for informing me Mrs. Kingsley, I’m sorry if its caused you any inconvenience. Right, have a nice day.
Knock on door
Harry: Come in
Secretary Gail: Good Morning Mr. Wilson, uh, your Mother is here to see you, Sir
Harry: Sure, send her in
Gail closes the door with a smile on her face.
Tabitha enters with an irritated look on the face and her usual big mouth.
Tabitha: Since when in the hell did a mother need to seek permission to meet her own son
Harry: Mom, its 8 in the morning, we're at work, and Gail’s just doing her job
Tabitha: (takes a seat) Just like how I was doing mine Pee Pants, before you hired Camilla Duchess of Cornwall on my a s s
Harry: Brenda was gracious enough to accept the job the minute Cynthia deserted us and we were in dire need of an immediate sub. (PAUSE) PLEASE, don’t screw this up Mom.
Tabitha: Harry, dear, I’m not here to screw anyone or anything up. Hell, last time I did that, you were born.
Harry: Mom, please, I’m serious okay. Do this at least for Annie’s sake.
Tabitha: Okay, alright, but I’m telling you now. I don’t know who this girl is, but Tabitha isn’t going to tolerate any unnecessary interference from some newbie kid. Have a nice day kiddo!
Tabitha shuts the door on her way out and Harry sighs as he closes his eyes. I hope she doesn’t mess this up he lamented to himself.
Cut to WBHH Auditorium. Silver and Annie sitting on the stage
Annie: So, how come you didn’t try out for the part? You could have easily nailed it.
Silver: Acting? Nah, not my thing. I’m more a behind-the-scenes kinda chick. Lead roles, popularity contests, and making out with strangers aren’t my style.
Annie smiles with a "okay fine" expression on her face.
Annie: So, this new teacher better than the old one?
Silver: (talking as she drinks her O.J.) Oh totally! My sister and her have been friends since high school, and then she went off to some posh dramatic arts university in London. Trust me, you’ll dig her. (smiles)
Tabitha enters the auditorium from the main entrance and as she walks down the isle starts dictating the students:
Tabitha: Okay everyone, take your positions. I want to start from the top again.
Adrianna on stage with a group of girls who were rehearsing a dance, looks up frustrated at Tabitha. Navid is seen on the side taking pictures of the rehearsal for a follow up on the play for WBHH's newspaper, The Blaze
Adrianna: We already did that d a m n scene like a bazillion times yesterday!
Silver: Yeah, plus Ms. Walsh isn’t here yet
Tabitha: Well, Ms. Walsh wasn’t here yesterday either, now was she?
Adrianna sighs along with the rest of the group of girls who get a bit angry and frustrated. Observing their reaction, Annie sprouts off the stage and runs up to her Grandmother.
Annie: Grandma (smiles), I really appreciate you caring so much about this play, but I think it’s only fair and respectful that we wait un till Ms. Walsh gets here.
Tabitha: Annie… I’m the Director.
Tabitha (loudly to the rest of the girls): I don’t want to hear another peep out of you rich brats other than those lyrics, now on with your positions. Let’s take it from the top!
The girls sing “Mama who bore me", Tabitha is dissatisfied with the performance.
Tabitha leaves the stage and Annie asks if they could take a quick 5 before they redo the scene. Tabitha agrees unwillingly, and takes a seat in the auditorium. She scans through the script and guess who walks in just in time with Principal Harry…
Though Tabitha indirectly reminds Harry that she was “handling all of this all rather well,” she couldn’t say much to Brenda, who seemed pretty humbled by her presence.
Silver (sitting on the stage, sprouts up and off and smiles gleefully): Brenda! (runs towards Brenda and gives her a hug).
Silver (to Brenda): C’mon everyone’s waiting for you girl
Harry (to Brenda): They love you already (Brenda smiles)
Silver and Brenda walk towards the stage, Harry is seen about to exit the auditorium
Harry (turning to look towards Tabitha): Be good ( blows her a kiss and heads out).
Tabitha turns to face the stage and lets a little breath of air out, as she looks onto nowhere and realized that there was no point in arguing about Brenda becoming a 2nd director to the play. You couldn’t really blame Tabitha though; after all, she was suffering from a failed-film career at the age of 60 and as such, turned to alcohol as a comfort zone. Besides, who wouldn’t be intimidated by the young, vibrant, and immensely talented Brenda Walsh?
Cut to Staff Lounge, Kelly Taylor is seen having a coffee cake and holds a Styrofoam coffee cup in her hand. Ryan Matthews walks in
Standing beside Kelly, he grabs a plastic cup and pours some hot water in for his coffee.
Ryan: Good Morning, Ms. Taylor (takes a donut)
Kelly: Mr. Matthews, (stirring her coffee) Good Morning
Ryan: (both him and Kelly looking down at the table where coffee, donuts, snacks are present) I don't have a class till 9:15 today
Kelly: Wow, you've got more than an hour left
Ryan: Yeah, well, I am an early bird (PAUSES) listen Kelly about yesterday, (looks up to face Kelly) I hope you weren't offended. I mean, about me asking about your son....and ex.
Kelly: (looking up at Ryan, answering carefully) No...no, I wasn't...I'm not
Ryan: I guess I'm just trying to get to know you
Kelly: (jerking her head slightly) Ryan, if you ever want to ask me any personal questions about Sammy, or his father you can, because there's nothing going on with me and my ex
Ryan: Well, thanks, I guess I'm relieved that you aren't upset...but ah...I gotta be honest, after talking to Brenda (cut to Kelly looking down at her cup; she's a bit irritated to recall that Brenda told Ryan certain details about Brandon and Sammy...) I'm not so sure if you really are over your ex.
Kelly: Look, Ryan, if you have any doubts about me, or if you don't want to do this, then just say so.
Ryan: I do, but the question is, are you ready to take that step with me?
Serious music begins to play, Camera cuts to Ryan and Kelly who just look at each other.
Cut to Casa Sanders, Steve Sanders and Daughter Maddy
Steve: (in a hurry, looking at his watch, calls out to Janet,) C'mon Janet, I'm running late. Dylan's been waiting half an hour for me at the Pit.
Janet: (walking hurriedly downstairs while trying to put on her earrings) Steve I'm coming okay!? Thanks to you and your breakfast malfunction this morning, Maddy was late to school and I don't even have time to prep up.
Steve: Well, it wasn't my fault she left her shoes outside for Chubbers to take a dump in, which F-Y-I- I had to take care of. (Janet rolls her eyes) Besides, you've been prepping up for this interview all week long now. Relax, honey, you're going to be great.
Janet trying to calm her nerves down as she puts on her shoes
Janet: That's easy for you to say. You're not the one going for an all-or-nothing job interview with The Times. I AM.
Steve: You're just jittery Janet. It's totally normal. Brandon used to do the same thing, right before giving his speeches, or before a potential job interview and look where he's at now!
Janet: (looking up to Steve) Steve...I'm not Brandon, nor Andrea, nor anybody else. I am me and only me and I can't blow this. Now, shut up and lets go!
She heads out leaving Steve who shuts the door with the words "Well, that's what I've been saying for the past hour!"
Cut to Dylan at the Peach Pit, having some waffles, reading the paper, and having a cup of coffee
Nat (walks over to D): Boy, looks like you had a rugged night
Dylan: (looking at the paper, chewing on some waffle): Yeah, I didn't get much sleep, came in late from the airport. (PAUSE) Traffic was a b!tch.
Nat: Talked to anybody yet?
Dylan: Just Kelly and Steve.
Nat: What about Brenda? She's back in town too.
Dylan: Her phone was busy, then I guess she turned it off. I left messages, haven't heard from her yet.
Nat: Coffee?
Dylan: (looking up) Sure, what the hell.
David Silver walks in, approaches Dylan who calls out to him
Dylan: Yo Silver! (gets up to give him a brotherly hug)
David: Nice to see ya, its about time you showed up bro
Dylan: Yeah I know mann, its been a long time
Dylan's phone rings, he answers
Dylan: Hello?
Steve: (driving in his jeep) Hey D, its me
Dylan: (his voice can be heard as we see Steve driving and holding his cell phone) Hey man
Steve: Sorry for being late bro, I had to drop Janet off to her interview.
Cut to Dylan
Dylan:: Hey Steve, no its cool man. I’m just having some breakfast and Silver just dropped by in here
Steve: Great, Alright, I’m right around the corner, see ya in 5
Dylan: See-ya
A beep can be heard as Dylan ends the call. He turns to David
David: So hey, how was Europe, Hawaii?
Both begin walking to the booth where Dylan was having his breakfast.
Dylan: Besides beautiful women, (brings the coffee cup to his mouth), refreshing. I really needed the time off man. Get myself together y’know. And with Erica’s wedding in Hawaii, for the first time it felt good to see Iris again.
Nat: So, David what can I get ya?
David: Ah, nothing thanks I had breakfast already
Dylan (to Nat): Mrs. Silver taking care of our boy Nat. (to David) How’s she doin?
David: Fine… yeah everything’s been great man. (Dylan nods his head) (Cut back to David) Donna’s been busy these days with her costume designing, photo shoots, stores…actually this week she’s…
Steve Sanders walks into the PP, interrupts David’s conversation as he walks in
Steve: Sorry I’m late guys (walks towards Dylan and David) (waves his left hand towards Nat to greet him)
Dylan: That’s alright Steve, David was keepin me company
David lets out a casual smile
Steve: So, ready to jam?
Dylan: Yup…
David: (looking up at Dylan and Steve) Where you guys headed off to so early?
Dylan: Well, Sanders here wants me to attend some summit meeting with Rush and his reps
David: (interested to know more) Really?
Steve: Oh no, no no, NOT JUST ANY MEETING Mckay. This is big, this is HUGE (Dylan’s facial expression reads “whatever” as he looks at David) and if the offers compatible enough, we may actually score a fortune with Ripps and Daniels.
David: Ripps and Daniels?
Steve: Yeah, there the newest company to rank up as a Fortune 500, and they’re teaming up with my Dad to form a base here in SoCal. If the deal works out, we could make a good chunk out of this baby.
David: Wow, a business venture already gentlemen?
Dylan makes an “I don’t know face”
Steve: Yo, D why don’t you join us? Maybe, we can do something—all three of us?
David: Ah, Steve it sounds interesting, but I can’t. Felice is coming down here to drop off a few things that I need to take care for Donna’s grand opening on Wilshire this Friday. You guys coming right?
Dylan: Sure, bro we’ll be there
Steve: Oh, Lights, Cameras, Models who look like waitresses at Hooters? How can I resist? (lets out a laugh)
David and Dylan smile at each other.
David: (getting up from his seat) Y e e a h Steve (pats his left shoulder) I’m sure Janet will really appreciate that.
Dylan and Steve look at one another, as David walks over towards the counter near Nat. Steve is a bit embarrassed, but still manages to form a devilish smile across his face.
Dylan: “Lets Go” (grabs his jacket) Both leave.
LUNCH HOUR, 12PM, CUT TO WEST BEVERLY HILLS HIGH, NAOMI, ETHAN, ANNIE, AND SILVER IN THE CAFETERIA
Naomi: (sitting with Ethan, having lunch, sees Annie) So Annie, you coming with us for some shopping?
Annie: (holding a tray of food in her hand) Uh…I’m not sure. I have rehearsal again after school.
Naomi: Oh c’mon, just for today! There’s this really hot boutique on Rodeo that you totally need to check out.
Annie: I wish I could, but…Sorry, Naomi I can’t.
Naomi: Fine, your loss Kansas
Annie turns around, starts walking as she becomes slightly intimidated and embarrassed for being called“Kansas."
Annie takes her seat next to Silver who types away her next blog entry on her laptop.
Annie: Hey
Silver: Hi
Cut to Kelly and Brenda in Cafeteria
Brenda: Wow, what a long day...but I'm getting a kick outta being here
Kelly smiles as both take a seat
(Scene continues below)
Brenda: Just be careful, that’s all I’m saying
Kelly: Brenda, the last time we talked about this, we got off on a wrong note. (Brenda looks down at her cup, Kelly continues to reassure Brenda) Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.
Annie (holding a coke in her hand): Silver, don’t you get bored of constantly blogging?
Silver (typing away): Well, I’m not blogging right now, but to answer your question—its an official Silver addiction in my book (smiles gleefully) besides, it keeps me grounded
Annie (looking down at her salad, poking a fork into a piece of lettuce): Right…
Silver stops typing, looks up at Annie realizing something is up
Silver: Whats the matter?
Annie (breathes out a slight sigh): Nothing…its just people here are so… (PAUSES)
Silver: So what?
Annie remains quite, as Silver looks up to see Naomi and Ethan laughing away. She looks back at Annie
Silver: OKAY…(closes her laptop) what happened? What did bitch lips say this time..
Annie: Nothing, nothing…its just that people here are so plastic (Silver knods with a “ha, you tellin; me?” expression on her face) like flashy cars, or monthly manicures, or shopping at some boutique for a pair of jeans that cost $90…UHHH…I don’t know…I just can’t seem to merge into this world of absolute superficiality. (Cut to Silver) I mean, Naomi invited me to this supposed “one of a kind boutique” and I (cut back to Annie) just used an excuse to get out of it.
Silver: Look Annie, I know Naomi…she wasn’t inviting you because she wants to, she’s just trying to intimidate you—don’t let her.
Annie: The rules are just so different here Silver…I feel like Nemo surrounded by a pack of sharks. (cut to Silver) I don’t know—forget I ever mentioned anything…I just need time to get used to it (cut back to Annie) I guess (bites a piece of cucumber from her fork).
Silver suddenly gathers an idea
Silver (raising an eyebrow): You free Friday night?
Annie: Um, yeah…why?
Silver: (crossing her arms with a huge smile) How would you like to be cordially invited to Donna Martin's grand boutique opening on Wilshire Avenue?
Annie: DONNA MARTIN? THE DONNA MARTIN. Isn’t she like one of the number one fashion designers in the entire country?
Silver: Yup, and my sister-in-law
Annie (in awe): Donna…Martin is your sister-in-law?
Silver: Well, half sister-in-law
Annie: I never knew you had a brother
Silver: (smiling) Yeah, well now you do so...interested?
Annie: You mean, you can get me into an actual premiere event
Silver: Considered it done, and well, if it’ll end up slapping Naomi in the face…why not?
Annie springs up a huge smile across her face as she and Silver look at one another
Cut back to Brenda and Kelly:
The bell is just about to ring so Brenda excuses herself so that she can head back to the auditorium and review the costumes, props, and script once more since they will be used for the play
Brenda( getting up): Well, I better get going. I have twenty minutes left to review everything for next week’s play and then I have to drive up to Sunset Avenue to attend an appointment with Gabe Sachs and Jeff Judah.
Kelly (getting up with her tea): Wow, exciting.
Brenda: well I don’t know. Their recent work has been anything but good, much less mediocre. Freaks and Geeks was okay though.
Kelly: I love that show.
They begin walking out of the cafeteria together
Brenda: yeah its not bad...
Kelly: So, what time will you be back home?
Brenda: Um, I don’t know. I have get back here by 3 for the first costume rehearsal with the kids…so I guess maybe by 5ish?
Kelly: Okay, sounds good. Give me a call when you get back.
Brenda’s phone rings <ring ring>
Brenda (taking out cell from back pocket, looking up at Kelly and smiling): Sure
Kelly: see ya later
Brenda: Bye (she answers her phone)
Kelly heads off to her office and Brenda stops in the hallway to answer her cell
Brenda: Hello?
It was Dylan McKay, strolling around on the 20th floor where Rush Sanders office was present. Dylan, Steve, and Rush had just concluded a meeting regarding a possible business deal. Unfortunately, since he didn't get much sleep last night and spent most of his day with Steve and Rush, Dylan was cranky and eager to go get some rest. Besides, he wanted to talk to Brenda ever since his flight landed in LA. Now, finally, he got to hear her voice and it was like melody to his ears.
Dylan (pacing around the hallway, Steve having a cup of water, talking to his dad): FINALLY. Bren’ I’ve been trying to get in touch with ya since last night…whats up? Where you been?
Brenda: Dylan! OMG…how are you?! Sorry, I’ve been so busy with rehearsals and the school play that I just didn’t have the time to return back any calls. I haven’t even checked my messages yet—honest.
Dylan: Well, I’m glad I got in touch with ya. Kelly told me you’re staying at the Bel Age?
Brenda (trying to figure out what Dylan is saying): Dylan, you’re breaking up…I can barely make out what you’re saying
Dylan: Hello??? Hello??? Bren?!
Brenda: Dylan??...Dylan? Hello???
After pulling it away from his ear, Dylan took a quick look at his phone and realized the signal in the area, or rather at such a high elevation was the reason that his call to Brenda had died.
Brenda tried calling him back but his cell seemed to have been turned off. She figures Dylan will call her back and the line probably wasn’t getting through. She went off to the auditorium, exiting from the cafeteria door.