Final Exam

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(music)

Hey... hey. Come here.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Come back over here.

No.

W not?

Just because.

I don't have to have a reason.

Maybe I want to sit and

watch the ducks more.

(laughs) Hey, ducks

don't swim at night.

They're headlights

short circuit in the water.

Come on.

Give me a kiss.

Not here.

All right.

All of a sudden the car's

not good enough anymore.

- Is that it?

- No!

Well, look.

I can't afford another motel room.

We spent all my money.

On beer.

You were happy enough

to drink your share.

I just don't like it here.

I don't feel right.

Could we at least put the top up?

Do I ever deny you anything?

Can't we go somewhere else?

Somewhere more private?

Why?

The campus cops know

not to bother any car

with a school sticker on it.

I mean, they'd rather have

us parking on campus

than on some deserted road.

I love you.

Do you love me?

Do you love me?

Hey, I'm out with you, aren't I?

Yeah, but you've been

out with lots of girls,

and you didn't love all of them.

Well that was different.

Yeah, but do you love me?

Of course, I do.

Shhh.

What was that?

I heard something?

Yeah, it was me

breathing in your ear.

No, really, I heard something.

So what.

It was the ducks.

Sometimes they like to come up

and terrorize the people parking.

You're obnoxious.

There's not another girl on earth

who would put up with your garbage.

Give me another kiss.

( chuckles )

(gasps ) Did you feel that?

The car moved.

Someone's out there.

Yeah, it's probably some

of the guys on the team.

Just jealous of their quarterback.

Always some wise guy around here.

Just ignore them.

Let 'em find their own girl.

All right!

Cut it out!

Leave us alone!

Can't we go someplace else, please?

No. I'm not gonna be scared off

by a bunch of frustrated jocks!

I tell you what I will do.

I'll get out and beat

some manners into them!

No! No! Don't do that.

It won't solve anything.

Take me someplace else,

and I'll make it up to you.

I'll make you glad you did.

What's that?

( Screams )

All right, that's it!

What the hell?

We're out of here'.!

(screaming)

Oh!

(screaming continues)

(music)

( bell ringing )

I meant to study for this exam.

I really was gonna read

the last two chapters,

but that boy from Old Dominion

he is so sexy!

I know what you mean.

Gary was going to help

me study last night.

We got to talking and then we

finally got a little side tracked.

And then the first thing

you know it's morning!

I didn't have anything to wear,

so I had to borrow

this from Kathy.

I hate history anyway!

It's so boring!

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

- You ready for this?

- I guess. Are you?

Oh, hardly.

I only know about half of it,

and that's the easy half.

I mean, what do I have to

take chemistry for anyway?

- I'm going into advertising.

- Yeah, I know.

Well, that is a

problem with education.

They do keep trying to

teach you all that stuff.

Yeah, like chemistry.

I hate chemistry.

I mean, chemistry hates me.

It's that simple.

Come on.

It's really not that bad.

It's easy for you to say, but I have

to make an 82 on this exam

to pass the course.

And if I don't pass the course,

my parents stop making

the payments on my car.

I mean, this is serious.

An 82 or else I have to walk.

This is war.

Well, you can't just give up.

You have to try to...

Oh, just stop before you tell me

that quitters never win.

I do not want to hear that

because I'm a winner.

- Not to worry.

- Hey, guys. Wait up!

Did you hear what

happened at March College?

- Hi, Radish.

- Hi.

No.

What happened at March College?

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