without the family.
Thanks.
I had my parents almost talked into
letting me go to Ricky's place...
She's gone.
See ya.
- How does it feel carrying that cash?
- A little uncomfortable.
Yeah. Want me to tell you again
that you're crazy?
No.
You've hoarded that cash for years.
How bad will your dad ream you?
You won't be able to measure
with existing technology.
He's a miser?
No. It's just important to him
that I go to college.
- Because he didn't go.
- Exactly.
I just rag on you about your parents
and family because I'm jealous.
It must feel good to have him
looking out for you.
Sometimes.
- He's still gonna kill you, right?
- Yeah.
Is it her body or her face?
Amanda?
I don't know. It's everything.
My grandmother told me
when I grow up I'd have big boobs.
- What happened?
- I don't know. I guess I got lucky.
Keith?
Hey. Got some great news today, pal.
You know those T-bills at the B of A
at six and three-quarter percent?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- They're at seven.
- That's great.
You know what that means? You're
earning an extra $16 a year per bill.
Wow.
You got your first year's money.
Now all you gotta do
is pick a school to spend it on.
Yeah. I gotta do that.
Where did a quarter of a percent
come from?
Yeah. I hope so.
Those are them.
No.
- Those?
- Yeah. Those.
Solid choice.
That's the ticket.
I think we've covered everything.
All the arrangements have been made.
- Yeah.
- You know what you're gonna say?
- Whatever comes to mind.
- You want to plan it out a little?
That'll sound false.
I want to be true to my instincts.
Don't think I'm being weird, but what
if... what if she wants you to kiss her?
Then I guess I'm just gonna
have to kiss her.
Amanda Jones won't be swept off her
feet at the touch of your amateur lips.
- Thanks.
- She has plenty of battle scars.
- I can handle it.
- Great.
I think maybe you should consider
whether you can deliver
a kiss that kills.
What? Y-you think I can't?
- If you say you can, you probably can.
- No, I'm no expert.
It's cool. I was just gonna work on it
with you, but if you're comfortable...
...great.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
How... how do you work on it?
Pretend I'm a girl, OK?
I mean,
pretend I'm her... Amanda.
I know it's a big stretch, but try it.
Come here.
I didn't mean to scare you.
All right.
- What do you do with your hands?
- It depends.
No, it doesn't depend.
They go on her hips.
OK.
Do it.
Look into my eyes.
- Come on.
- I'm sorry.
Just grow up a little.
- She'll probably do this.
- How do you know?
I watch a lot of TV.
Close your eyes.
What?
Lesson's over. You're cool.
- You're blushing.
- Yeah, right.
No, no, that was very nice.
You're pretty.
If this is how you repay a favour,
I'm not rich enough.
Wait, I didn't mean anything. I'm sorry.
Don't be mad. OK?
I'll see you tonight.
Ah! Jeez!
Dad. What are you doing?
Get dressed. I want to talk to you.
I want to know what's wrong.
Are you in trouble?
No.
Were you at the bank recently?
You withdrew the college money,
didn't you?
Yeah.
It's going back, pal.
Every last cent of it's going back.
You don't just piss it away.
It's not going back. I don't have it.
I spent it.
What did you buy, a car? Whatever
you bought, you're gonna take it back.
Dad, I can't. I don't want to.
I don't care what you want.
The money's going back.
You're not listening.
I can't get it back.
- You had no right touching the money!
- I earned it.
- Where's the fucking money?
- Dad, the money is not important.
You don't know
what you're talking about!
I know what I'm talking about,
you just never listen to me!
- Will you listen to me, for once?
- I'm listening.
I'm not gonna go to college. The money
is gone. You can't get it back.
It's over, this dream.
It's what you wanted. I never wanted it!
- I didn't have the guts to tell you.
- You're only 18.
Then I'm 19, then I'm 20.
When does my life belong to me?
Dad, listen.