to Hamburg, so we
have to go through the D.D.R.
What if they're waiting
for me at the checkpoint?
Be cool, Jonathan.
Don't sweat it.
Relax, don't do it
when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it
when you wanna come
Relax, don't do it
when you wanna suck to it
Relax, don't do it
When you wanna come
Thanks a lot, guys.
You saved my life.
Sure.
You want these back?
Keep it.
It looks good on you.
Okay.
Victory Boulevard?
We love it!
Santa Monica Boulevard?
We love it!
Sixth Street?
We love it!
Good afternoon.
Welcome to L.A.
International Airport.

Passengers from Flight 497, Hamburg,
please proceed to immigration...
then to baggage claim area,
thank you.

Moore residence.
- Hi, Rosario.
It's Jonathan.
- Uh, Jonathan no home.
No, Rosario.
It's me, Jonathan.
Are my parents there?
Uh, no, they no home.
Uh, your mother...
she play bridge.
Your father play golf.
Can you tell them
that I'm home now
and to give me a call?
- In Germany?
- No. My apartment.
You sound so close.

The white zone is for immediate
loading and unloading...
of passengers only.
No parking.

Come on. Come on.
Nice and easy.

Wouldn't it be good
to live in your shoes
Even if it was
forjust one day

The white zone
"is for immediate loading"...

Time, most curious
I feel it driftin'away
Now I'm searchin'for words
For somethin'to say
Oh, ho, oh-oh-oh
"We love it!"
Oh, ho, oh-oh-oh
Say it ain't true
Say it ain't true
Say it ain't true
"Say it ain't"...

You ran around
like a hotshot
- Sorry about the window, man.
Send the bill to the Betas.
- "Can we have the football?"

Hello?
Hello, darling.
It's Mom.
Hi, Mom.
How was Europe?
I'll never forget it.
Could I come over
for dinner tonight?
Of course.
We wanna hear everything.
Dinner's same time as usual,
sweetheart.
Okay.
Jonathan, you're home!
Can't fool you,
can I, Rosario?
Mrs. Moore,
Jonathan is home.
Oh, darling.
Welcome home.
Hi, Mom.
We're so glad
you're back.
Oh, so am I.
But you look
a little tired, dear.
I am a little.
Hey, Johnny boy!
Good to see you.
You look great.
How was the trip?
Where's my camera?
It's good
to see you too, Dad.
Oh, great. I thought
for sure you lost it.
Oh, Al.
You know
he's only kidding.
Oh, God, this is great.
Ohh.
You wanna talk
about this?
Ah, Dad, I'm sorry.
It was in my backpack
when I jumped into the moat.
You jumped into a moat?
You jumped into a moat
with my Nikon?
Yeah, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.
I had to. L...
This is kind
of a long story.
I've got all night.
Can I come in?
Sure.
'Course, dear.
Don't tell me.
This has to do
with that girl, right?
Yeah, it does.
You knocked her up,
didn't you?
Oh, Jonathan!
Leave it to you to find the one
girl who isn't on the pill.
- No, no, no.
You guys are totally wrong.
- You didn't knock her up?
- No.
- You're flunking
out of school?
- No, I'm not flunking out.
- What is it? Drugs?
You're involved with drugs?
No, Dad.
I'm not involved with drugs.
Please just listen.
I told you about the girl
I met in Paris, Sasha.
Everything was going along okay.
We were having a great time.
I'll bet.
Will you
let him finish?
- Finish.
- She told me she was a courier
and had to pick something up.
- So we went to East Berlin.
- "East" Berlin?
- Oh, my God.
- No. Everything was okay
there too.
Sasha made her pickup,
and she gave me the strudel.
Then this Russian guy
started following her,
so she called
and told me to meet her
at the Cafe Friedrichstrasse,
which really meant
that I was supposed
to get out of East Berlin.
So I go to the checkpoint
with the strudel,
and I get strip-searched.
-
Strip-searched?
- It's okay. I made it through.