Yeah. I mean, you'd like him.
He's not like the other guys.
Seriously.
No. No way. Andie!
You've really pissed me off cos they
shit all over everybody, including you.
- I can't believe you'd be this stupid.
- I'm not gonna let anybody shit on me.
He's gonna use your ass and throw you
away. God, I would have died for you!
So what am I supposed to do?
He asked me out and I like him.
If I hate him because he's got money,
that's the same thing as them hating us
because we don't. Understand?
You can't do this and respect yourself.
- You can't.
- I'll make that decision, all right?
Sure, you can do what you want!
You're saying that
just because I'm going out with Blane.
Blane? His name is Blane?
That's a major appliance!
That's not a name!
Just because I'm going out with Blane
doesn't mean I can't be your friend.
- It doesn't change how I feel about you.
- That's very nice.
I'm glad. Here's the point, Andie.
I'm not particularly concerned
with whether or not you like me.
Cos I live to like you,
and I can't like you any more.
So when you get your heart splattered
all over hell and you feel low, and dirty,
don't look to me to help
pump you back up cos...
cos maybe for the first time
in your life, I won't be there.
I can't believe
you're actually saying this.
Well, I guess that's just tough shit.
- Sorry.
- Sorry.
- That guy in the store...
- He was a friend of mine.
I've known him since I was a kid.
He's a really nice guy.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I like him a lot.
So, you wanna go home and change?
I already did.
- Sorry.
- That's OK.
So, where are we going?
You up for a party?
Yeah? No? Maybe?
No, I don't think so.
- Why?
- Why?
- They're my friends. It's OK.
- Your friends.
I wouldn't go
if I didn't think they'd accept you.
Can't we go somewhere else?
Andie, I like you. I think you like me.
We know a lot of bullshit goes on,
but if you're above it, I am.
If we want to make anything out of this,
we gotta deal with it, right?
- Yeah.
- Come on, I got as much to lose as you.
We can go out with your friends if you
want. We could go crawl under a rock.
Anything you want. The choice is yours.
- We could go hang-gliding.
- I've never been hang-gliding.
Well, there's a first for everything.
If it's a bad time, we leave.
- Hi, Blane.
- Hey, Eddie.
Aren't you the girl in my art class?
Nice pearls.
This isn't a dinner party, honey.
Watch it.
- Hey, Blane. How you doin'?
- Hey, Kev, what's up?
I can't believe I actually
associate with these people.
I can't believe that I'm actually here.
- Pretty bad, yeah?
- Yeah, it's pretty bad.
I'm sorry.
Let's go upstairs, huh?
Come on.
I didn't come here to get you off.
That was not my idea.
That's not what I meant.
I haven't even tried to kiss you, have I?
Look, it's quieter up there, OK?
Come on. These hands will remain
in these pockets, I swear to God.
Look at me here. Come on.
I'm utterly defenceless.
And utterly foolish. Come on.
- What do you think of these carpets?
- They're fab.
This is gonna be great.
- Hey, Blane.
- Steff.
- How you doin'?
- All right.
- I'll get another room.
- No, come on in.
I'm just watching some 'toons here.
Who you got with you here, Blane?
Andie, this is Steff. Steff, Andie.
It's very nice to meet you, Andie.
Listen, you wanna come sit down?
Or you want the bed?
No! No, we're fine.
Come and have a drink.
Can I get you something?
This is my last serious party
of my high school career.
Hope you guys are gonna tough it out
until Sunday when my folks get home.
I think this one may just finally
kill the old son of a bitch, Blane.
Another giant step away from virginity.
You're a slut, aren't you, Benny?
Oh, my God.
- Am I having a nightmare?
- We got guests.
I know you. You're in my calculus class.
- Gym.
- Your name's Jim?
You are worthless, aren't you?
You and your friends gave me
a lot of shit the other day.
- Take it easy, Benny, huh?
- This is