These rodents have fought their little hearts out tonight, but it looks like the Squirrels are gonna come up a couple of nuts short of a bushel. Playing keep-away are the Rangers. Here's a wide-open "J" by Hatch. Jump, Dale! Jump! Jepner is soaring into the air, makes the steal. Look at him go! Jepner, with wings on his shoes, soaring to the other end! He's all over it. He dives. He's through! And Medfield upsets Rutland on an incredible play by Dale Jepner! - No! - And the Squirrels are going nuts. - Yeah! - We won! - Oh, we did it! - Foul! - We did it! - Foul! Foul! Since when is it within the rules for a player to accompany the ball through the hoop? Oh, I don't know. Come on. I owe you dinner. - Sara? - Good night, Phillip. Good night. Brainard had something to do with this. It-lt's the same stuff we saw the other night over at his house. Right. I don't know how, but l'm absolutely certain your team cheated. Oh, you're just being a sore loser. Sara, m-m-may I speak to you for a moment? Alone? What you have to say to her, you can say to both of us, if you can remember. Sara? - Flubber. - Flubber? Sounds like baby shampoo. Flubber is what won the game. That amazing aerial ballet... was because I flubberized the boys' shoes. A little on the bottom-- Whoo! You are remarkable. Sara? Good night, Phillip. Watch yourself. Now what do we have to do to get you to take a hint? It's over, Phillip. You lost. Go home. Play with your rubber. What kind of car does that Brainard fellow drive? Old T-Bird. Why? - I just saw it. - So? It was flying. You heard me. Flying. - Hey, who won? - We did. Um, Professor, why the long face? - I think you know why. - Would it be a Sara issue? Wish I understood human beings. Wish I understood women. Wish I understood emotions and passions. I wish I understood any of that. If I did, I wouldn't have had to spend my entire life in a laboratory... trying to figure out how the world works. I would've been out in the world trying to figure out why it works. I know I love her, Weebo. Every neuron in my limbic system is saturated with phenylethylamine. That triggers euphoria, elation, exhilaration. Truth is, Weebo, I'm not absent-minded because l'm selfish or crazy or-- or inconsiderate. I'm absent-minded because l'm in love with Sara. Oh, Professor. That doesn't matter any more, 'cause I don't get any more chances with her. That's not true. There's always another chance. I mean, you never know, right? Probably just as well that it's over. - Why? - She has to move on. - Oh. - I'm not right for her. - But you knew that, didn't you, Weebo? - Huh? You never wanted me to marry her. Well, you were right. I wasn't right for her. You're the one for me, Weebo. Just the two of us. And flubber makes three. - Good night, Weeb. - Good night. Uh, Professor-- And this is the God's truth: I want him to have what he wants, even if it means you instead of me. Ooh! Sara? Sara, it's me. - Weebo? - May I come in? Oh, l'm sorry to wake you like this, but I can't ring the doorbell. - Is everything okay with Phillip? - Oh, yeah. It's not a conventional emergency. Oh, Phillip would be very angry if he knew I left, but I have to show you something. Do you have a minute? Listen. I know I love her, Weebo. Every neuron in my limbic system is saturated with phenylethylamine. That triggers euphoria, elation, exhilaration. Truth is, Weebo, l'm not absent-minded because l'm selfish... or crazy or-- or inconsiderate. I'm absent-minded because l'm in love with Sara. Oh. And this will be our little secret. Phillip. Oh. - Sara? - Uh-huh. This is it. This is the solution. This is how we save the school. That's what l've been saying. Flubber. - You saw what it did at the game. - Yes. Imagine the line of shoes we could develop. Oh, no, no, no, Phillip, not shoes. No. Look. This. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Идиот на английском - текст Звёздные войны: Праздничный спецвыпуск на английском - текст Оружейный барон на английском - текст Том Джонс на английском - текст Война в доме на английском |