a party.
Come on, Jake. You talk
like you're hard up.
You got Caroline.
Now she's a woman.
It's unbelievable.
I swear to God, Caroline Mulford
had to flunk about nine grades.
[Girl]
Truly makes me ill.
[Samantha]
She's perfect.
Practically impossible to cut
up. She's supposedly real sweet.
Brother's deaf, and everybody
in the world worships her.
[Samantha]
And she's going with Jake.
Oh, I'm gonna kill myself.
My man.
[Band Instruments
Practicing, Off-key]
[Kids Chattering]
I loathe the bus.
[Noise Subsides]
[Sighing]
There has to be a more
dignified mode of transportation.
I hope you get a car for
your birthday, and a license.
[Scoffs]
Let's not hold our breath.
[Space Guns Firing]
[Both Chuckle]
[Together]
Score... a direct hit.
[Together]
On second thought.
[Off-key Instruments Continue]
[Kazoos Playing Brahms's
"Hungarian Dance No. 5"]
' Hey '
[Driver]
Move it.
Call me, okay? You call me first.
Tell me what happened at home.
I can tell you
right now. Nothing.
Will you quit feeling sorry for
yourself? It's bad for your complexion!
["Theme from Dragnet"]
How's it goin'?
How's what going?
You know, things,
life, whatnot.
Life is not whatnot,
and it's none of your business.
[Pages Ruffling]
Hmm. So you goin' to the new faces dance tonight, or...
That's also none
of your business.
[Sniffing,
Clears Throat]
Are you inhibited
about dancing in public?
I mean,
you don't have to dance.
Maybe you could just stand there with me
and my dudes and just be you, and... -
Sounds major.
[Sniffing]
So, I mean, what's the story?
I mean, you got a guy, or...
Yes, three big ones,
and they lust wimp blood.
So quit bugging me, or I'll sic them
all over your weenie ass.
You know, I'm getting input here that
I'm reading as relatively hostile.
I mean, it's just...
Go to hell.
Very hostile.
Come on, what's the problem
here? I'm a boy, you're a girl.
Is there anything wrong with me tryin' to put
together some kind of relationship between us?
Look, I know you have to go.
Just answer one question.
Yes, you're
a total fag.
[Laughing] That's not the question. [Brakes Squealing]
Am I turning you on?
[Door Squeaking]
[Sighing]
It's encouraging.
Very encouraging.
Yeah, uh-huh.
You know, a girl with a hat
is just so... Whew.
So vogue.
Uh, y-yeah.
[Sniffing]
["Theme From The Twilight Zone" ]
Where are my blue socks,
Dorothy?
You mean you didn't pack them?
Oh, not again, Howard.
Can't I trust you
to do anything?
Do you expect me to do
all the packing?
Well, at least
I brought this for you. It...
Sam. [Sighing] Samantha.
Look.
Oh, look.
- Hi!
- Hi!
Oh, God.
[Laughing]
Oh, sweetheart!
My goodness, are you a sight for sore eyes. [Kissing]
[Laughing]
Oh, good!
Just look. How are you, my little lamb chop? Hello!
I'm fine, Grandpa.
- How are you guys? - Oh, pretty good.
Of course, I get lower back pain.
Oh, my corns are killing me. My arthritis in my
fingers bothers me quite a bit...
So are you, uh...
You're sleeping up here?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Your grandfather Fred jumped our claim
on Sara's room. So here we are up here.
Well, I haven't seen you in a while.
Do I look any older today?
Oh, no, no. I wouldn't say so. Do you think so?
[Dorothy] No. Oh, I hope it isn't cold tomorrow.
You know Ginny.
It's not gonna be cold. She'll refuse
to wear a coat over her wedding dress.
If she does, you mustn't bug
her... I'm not gonna bug her...
I'm gonna go set myself up in Mike's
room. So I'll see you guys later.
- [Dorothy] Okay, sweetheart. - Look, there she goes.
Your grandpa and I are looking forward
to a nice, long visit with you.
Aces. [Howard] We certainly are.
[Laughing] See you a little later,
darling. We've got a lot to...
[Sighing] I