With Honors Page #15

And you never came back?

It's not something I'm proud of, Harvard.

That's comforting.

I mean...don't you want to see him?

Do you think he'd forgive me?

Eat your breakfast.

What'd your father do to you

that was so bad?

What did he do?

He abandoned my mother.

I've got news for you.

When it comes to relationships,

everybody's a used-car salesman.

Is that your philosophy?

Don't trust anyone.

No, you've got to trust people.

But you can't believe in the warranty.

That's cute, Simon.

Really cute bullshit.

Harvard.

You'd be surprised...

...how different the view is on the way out

than on the way in.

Can I shut this off?

I have two invites to the Lynx.

This card will admit you and a guest

to the greatest bash of the year.

For you and The Face, I presume.

That means I'll have to make up

with him again.

Is he upstairs?

Do you have the Lynx? Great!

I'm sorry, I just couldn't worm

another one out of them.

For you, Lord Montague.

That's okay, Monty's a monk.

He'll take me as his date.

Sorry, Jeff. I've already got a date.

You do?

I'm taking Simon!

So, I guess I'll take you.

Great!

What about The Face?

He can fend for himself.

What are you gonna wear on your date?

I don't know because my evening gown

hasn't come back from the cleaners yet.

Honey, hasn't anyone told you?

Lynx is a pajama party!

Boy, oh, boy!

Did anybody ever tell you

you look just like Marilyn?

- Monroe?

- No. Schwartz.

Her father owns a deli where we get

this knockwurst that's the best.

- That's a boy who knows how to wear silk.

- He's covering a tragic birthmark.

Are you Whitman's ghost?

''You'll hardly know who I am

or what I mean.''

Listen, you shouldn't be with me.

Why? Am I cramping your style?

Look at her, she's beautiful.

You have good taste.

Yeah, you're in love with her.

So what?

''So what? ''

- So what?

- ''So what? ''

It's everything.

Not to her, it isn't!

So prove her wrong.

In four years I haven't been able to get her

to admit she's wrong about anything.

That proves she loves you.

What are you waiting for?

''To drive free, to love free!

''To court destruction with taunts.

''To feed the remainder of life

with one hour...

''...of fullness and freedom.

''One brief hour...

''...of madness and joy.''

Would you like to dance?

Maybe you shouldn't.

Let's not go overboard

with this staying alive junk.

Yes, I would. Just a minute!

Don't let her be a regret.

It's worse than being a loser.

- What's your name?

- Marty.

- What's your major, Marty?

- French.

Leave me alone!

Forget it!

No, I won't forget it. What do you mean?

Let go of me!

Jerk!

- What are you doing?

- I'm ending our friendship.

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