Benny & Joon Page #6

of the raisin council.

Did you see those raisins on TV?

The ones that sing and dance and stuff?

- They scare me.

- Yeah. Me, too.

It's sick. They make them sing

and dance so people will eat them.

It's a shame about raisins.

- Cannibals.

- Yeah.

Do you like avocados?

They're a fruit, you know.

Ruthie?

Do you got any avocados?

Joon?

You're very pretty

when you're off work, Ruthie.

- Thank you. Maybe I should quit my job.

- Where the hell have you two been?

Don't worry. They were with me,

running some errands.

- Oh, hi. How you doin'?

- Hi.

Running errands? You ran an errand?

Yes, I did. I ran an errand.

They're both named Steven.

One with a v and one with a ph.

- Look, look, look! Ruthie's movie.

- Yes. And she's staying for dinner, too.

Come on in. Come on in.

- So why'd you leave?

- LA?

I wasn't that good of an actress.

Well, that's not how Sam tells it.

- He's ravin' about you.

- Well, he's sweeter than he is judgmental.

How long have you known him?

Sam? Uh... 72 hours.

- Be serious.

- I am serious.

- Really?

- I'm always serious.

I'm too serious.

D'you ever get to the point in your life

where nothin' makes any sense?

Brad? Brad?

Quit kidding around.

This isn't funny any more.

Can we turn this off?

Can we just turn this off?

No!

You!

Cindy!

Why did you do this? You're sick.

You need help.

Let me... Don't!

He was mine. He was mine!

And if I can't have him, no one can.

Not even you.

You didn't have to buy that same dress.

But you are my sister, Cindy.

I'm sorry about Brad. We didn't mean to

fall in love at the party. It just happened.

Let's just forget it. There'll be

other boys, other midnight swims,

other prom dresses.

No! No, Cindy!

Try it again.

Ah. There's only two reasons

a car won't start:

Either you're not gettin' fuel

or you're not gettin' fire.

You've got fire.

I think you'd better let me drive you home.

- Sorry.

- Thanks.

Here it is. It's right here.

- Second job, huh?

- Yeah.

Gotta make those ends meet, you know.

This is just how I imagined your place.

- Well...

- You wanna come in?

Or you wanna...

Oh. No.

I'll come in. For a minute.

Whoa! What is this?

- Nice place.

- Pretty nice fish Joon gave you.

Oh, yeah. Those fish.

Yeah, I was shocked. I was...

- Nice fish. I mean, yeah...

- I never had a fish.

What? Not even as a kid?

No. Underprivileged childhood, I guess.

- Downright un-American, if you ask me.

- Yeah.

- You can have one of mine, if you want.

- No, I couldn't possibly. They were a gift.

But we could share it. Like joint custody.

You could take it on the weekends.

What is this?

Sit down, son. You're makin' me nervous.

- Wanna beer?

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