So modest.
Hi, ass-face.
- I just saw your girlfriend out front.
- Did she say anything to you?
Well, that's for me to know
and you to find out.
- Mom! Let go!
- Tell me!
Look, how far are you going?
- The nearest gas station.
- Oh. Wonderful.
How far is that?
Russia or something?
Don't worry about it.
You're young.
Not anymore.
Look, you'd better give me
your phone number after this.
- How you doing?
- All right.
- You nervous about something?
- No. No.
- You look nervous. You okay?
- I'm fine.
Do you always
come to school this early?
- No. Do you?
- Never.
So why today?
I wanted to talk to you.
About?
Not about art. Look, I'm
totally cool with the situation.
I was looking for a way out of the thing
with Amanda. You saved me a tough talk.
I'm supposed to
believe this, right?
It's true.
I don't want Amanda hating me.
I don't want anybody hating me.
So I'd appreciate
you doing me a favor.
I don't know your plans for Saturday,
but I'd like you to swing by my place.
I'm having a party.
My parents are in Europe.
You're inviting me
to your house?
Yeah, I invited a lot of people.
Is something wrong?
- Gee, I don't know. You tell me.
- There's nothing wrong on my end.
You got an inferiority complex
or something?
I've known Amanda a long time,
and I'd like to keep it that way.
If it's too much to ask you to bring her
to a party, hey, I'm sorry I asked.
Put yourself in my position.
This doesn't sound too good.
Put yourself in my position.
I invite a former girlfriend and the
guy who stole her from me to a party.
You think this makes me look good?
I've taken a lot of shit over this.
That's why I'm a little cautious
about your motives.
I'll buy that.
Come on. It's a party.
It's not the end of the world.
Are you being straight with me?
Do you see any reason at this point
why I should play games?
Well, I'll...
- I'll talk to Amanda about it, but...
- I've already talked to her.
- She's fine with it.
- You talked to her?
Really?
Well, we'll drop by, then.
Good.
You know, it wouldn't be
the weirdest thing in the world...
if you and I actually
turned out to be friends.
Yes, it would.
See you.
- Got a coat and tie?
- No.
See you Saturday.
You took the words
right from my lips
Without askin'
I played this scene before
And I won't be the one
left cryin'
And if you think
that love's for sale
Well, I'm not buyin'
Once you've crawled on the floor
you can't find it no more
'Cause I'm all out of love
I can't take no more
Still awake at night
and I call your name
Dreamin'of you
Awake at night
Always the same
I call your name
but you slip right through
Since when do your parents
let you go clubbing on school nights?
I'm waiting for Amanda.
Here? She's coming here?
On a school night?
Did I miss something?
Is there a new world order?
Look, if you're gonna bug me and make
me feel bad, can you do it later, please?
She said she'd meet you here?
Not in those words.
In any words?
Maybe she didn't have ID.
Who doesn't have ID?
Maybe she doesn't like you
as much as you think.
Maybe.
Do you miss me, Keith?
Do you miss not being around me?
This isn't the third grade
anymore.
She doesn't love you.
It's a joke.
It's all a joke.
How do you know?
I'd bet my hands on it.
You don't wanna make that bet.
Yeah, I do.
I've been thinking a lot lately
about you and me...
and I came to a conclusion
that I didn't want to deal with.
But now that we've talked
I can't hide it anymore.
We'd get along much better if we didn't
spend so much time together anymore.
Why?
Because I'm driving you crazy
and you're driving me crazy.
And I'd rather not see you and
have you think good things about me...
than have you see me
and hate me.
'Cause I can't afford
to have you hate me, Keith.
The only things I care about in this
goddamn life are me and my drums...
and you.
Adios.
Wait. Watts.
It's ten after.
Mrs. Albright's gonna kill me.