Steff s party, Blane.
- Don't tell me what to do.
- Steff...
You shouldn't be allowed
to invite just anybody.
Steff, she's gonna ruin my night.
- Shut up, Benny.
- You're a faggot, Blane.
OK, listen, Benny.
- Listen, why don't we just...
- Where are you going?
- Let's just leave them with the room...
- Why?
- ...and we will get you something to eat.
- You've got what I want.
...ribs or something.
Listen, you guys enjoy yourselves
and we'll see you later, maybe.
I doubt it.
- You all right?
- Fine.
You're an asshole.
And I don't wanna know what you are.
I'm gonna take her to throw up
somewhere. Enjoy yourself, Blane.
They're kinda jerks when
they drink, huh? Bad idea.
Can you just get me out of here now?
Yeah.
I don't wanna take you home.
I'd like to be with you.
If not here, somewhere else.
Anywhere you want.
I'm sorry. What can I say?
I made a mistake.
I overestimated my friends. I'm sorry.
- What, do you wanna hit me?
- Yes, I do.
Be my guest.
You wanna know my thing?
If I really have it solid for a girl,
I'll ride by her house on my bike.
I'll do it, like, a hundred times in a day.
It's really... it's intense.
Do you ever park?
I'm kind of a drive-by kind of guy.
Do you want a drink?
- Yeah!
- Yeah?
- Coke.
- Coke? OK.
Give me your address.
I'll put you on my round.
OK, you're gonna have
to help me out here.
You know, some day that girl's
gonna realise just what she missed.
Come on, don't stop! Gimme more!
- Hi!
- Hi.
- Prince Charming wimp out?
- No. No, he's at the bar.
Duckie.
He's sulking.
He's not gonna ride his bike
past your house any more.
Duckie, you're being a real jerk.
How'd he get in here, anyway?
- I said he was my kid.
- How come you're here?
I've been trying to figure
that out all night.
- Sorry.
- Mom make this for you?
Yeah. Gross, huh?
Excuse me.
- Hi.
- There you go.
- You met lona, didn't you?
- Not formally. Hi. Blane.
And that's Duckie Dale
over there behind the glasses.
- Hi, Duckie.
- Phillip F Dale to you, scumwad.
So where have you guys been?
- A friend of mine was having a party.
- How adorable!
- Yeah. It was a little intense.
- You had an intense party?
- No, it was a friend of mine's, I said.
- Duckie, shut up.
- What's the problem?
- This is a classic piece of work here.
- Duckie, please!
- Phil.
Phil, I think you're making Andie
uncomfortable. Just knock it off.
I devoted my life to the girl and he
comes along and thinks he knows her.
You should call David Letterman.
He'd book you in a minute.
Phil, would you like us to leave?
Yes, very perceptive.
Come on.
Look at the manners on this guy!
This was a treat!
You're a great couple of kids, really.
I can't believe I actually felt bad
for you tonight, retarded little dwarf!
See you.
Nice meeting you. See ya later.
- Sorry.
- No problem.
- No problem.
- Asshole.
Blow me, buttwad. From you,
I'd take it as a compliment.
Andie! Yo!
You've been replaced.
I'm sorry.
Well, what now?
I gotta get up early.
Why don't we just forget it?
What, home?
- Hey, you wanna go to my house?
- No, thanks.
- You wanna eat?
- No.
What do you wanna do? Anything.
Why don't you just drop me off at Trax...
- Trax?
- It's real close to home.
- It's late. I'll just drop you home.
- I have something I have to do there.
Now? It's late.
You wanna go home, I'll drop you home.
- I don't want you to take me home.
- OK, let's go out. Anything you want.
- I don't wanna go out.
- And you don't wanna go home.
- What do you wanna do?
- I don't want you to take me home.
I'm missing something.
I don't understand...
- Wait a minute. Don't walk away.
- Don't! I just don't want...
- Don't you understand?
- No, I don't.
Listen to me.
I don't want you to take me home.
OK. Why? What is the problem?
Because I don't want you
to see where I live, OK?
- What?
- I'm sorry. Forget it.
Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry for bumming out
the night for you.
You