No, thanks. - Laurie, I said I wanna dance. - Who's stopping you? I thought you might wanna dance with me our last night together. How sentimental of you. You'll be back at Christmas. - I want to dance now, not at Christmas. - Get your cooties off me! - Don't make a scene. - Go ahead. Slug me. Scar my face! I wouldn't dance with you if you were the last guy in this gym. - This is getting good. - Come on, Eddie, I'll dance with you. You don't mind, do you, Peggy? Joe College strikes out. Feel so good Take me by my hand And let's go strollin' In Wonderland Curtis, come here. Help me, will ya? I'm surrounded. - Come here. - You won't dance? Come on. No, really, I'd like to, but I can't. If old Mr. Simpson saw me dancing with one of you sexy little... excuse me... one of you young ladies, he'd have my rear end. Come on, gentlemen, back inside. Put it out. Let's go. Kids! Want a cigarette? All right. - I thought you'd left. - No, not yet. I have no matches. That's all right. Brother! How do I get stuck with dance supervision? You goin' back east? I remember the day I went off. Got drunk as hell the night before. - Blotto. - Blotto. Exactly. - Barfed on the train all the next day. - Cute. Very cute. Where'd you go again? Middlebury. Vermont. - Got a scholarship. - Only stayed a semester. One semester, after all that. Came back here. Why'd you come back? Decided I wasn't the competitive type. I don't know. Maybe I was scared. Well, I think I may find that I'm not... the competitive type myself. - What do you mean? - I'm not really sure that I'm going. Now, don't be stupid. Experience life. Have some fun, Curtis... Bill? Mr. Wolfe? Can I speak with you a minute? - Hi, Curt. - Jane. Good luck, Curtis. Yeah. I'll see ya. Thanks a lot. A Wolfman Jack exclusive! The Beach Boys, baby. A brand-new group. I predict they gonna go a long way. This is called "Surfin'Safari." Let's go surfin'now Everybody's learnin'how Come on and safari with me Early in the mornin' we'll be startin'out Some honeys will be comin'along The next night we went out with ammunition... Don't you have some homework or somethin' to do? No sweat. My mother does it. Anyway, he thought he was had. He started the car and couldn't see through the windshield... and zoomed straight into the canal. - I still got some... don't try anything. - Watch it, will ya? Jesus Christ! Thanks a lot. Hey, drivin' is a serious business. I ain't havin' no accidents just because of you. Come on. Don't give me any grief. I'm warning ya. Spare me, killer. Oh, shit! - Why did you do that? - I don't like that surfin' shit. Rock and roll's been goin' downhill ever since Buddy Holly died. Don't you think the Beach Boys are boss? - You would, you grungy little twerp. - Grungy! You big weenie. If I had a boyfriend, he'd pound you. Yeah, sure. Shit! - Holstein! - Good. A cop. I'm gonna tell him you tried to rape me. I'm gonna tell him how old I am, my parents don't know I'm out... and you tried to rape me. - Yeah, with shaving cream. - Boy, are you up a creek. Come on. Really, Carol, don't say anything. If you say: "I was a dirty bird. Carol's not grungy. She's bitchin'." Say it. I'll tell him. I was a dirty bird. Carol's not grungy. She's bitchin'. I'll think about it. - Where you goin', Milner? - I'm goin' home, sir. - Where've you been? - We were... At the movies, sir. You didn't happen to be around 12th and "G" about 8:30 tonight, did you? No. No, sir. We were at the movies, like I said. I stopped you because the light on your license plate's out. I'm gonna have to cite you for that. And the front end of this thing you're drivin'... Iooks a little low. No, sir. It's 12 Ѕ inches, regulation size. It's been checked
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