Forget Me Not

Sandy?

- What's the matter, princess?

Honey, Sandy, what happened?

I don't remember.

Come in.

What is this ridiculous thing? Come here.

- It's called the Windsor knot.

It's like a noose.

- I got it at a Playboy's Guide to Style.

Oh my gosh, stick with the encyclopedia.

Got you where you are.

I mean, don't get me wrong, Sandy's a cool

chick but it's not like you're gonna marry her.

You're not gonna marry her, are you?

I don't have any thought of what I'm doing

next week. Never mind, the rest of my life.

Well, you could figure it out because I'm sure as sh*t Sandy has.

And you can bet your ass that her parents have some pretty

strong opinions on the subject.

And what's that suppose to mean?

Just think how they don't like their perfect

little princess banging big bad wolf.

I'm not banging her, Lex.

I'm dating her, faithfully.

Alright, next year when she's at Stanford

and you're slumming in at State...

I'll give you two months before she finds some

pre-med and you meet the entire cheering squad.

Oh, yeah? What about you and TJ?

- I wanna show you something.

Subtle.

- Gotta love it, right?

Is that wash off?

Chad, what is it?

- You gotta go.

Layla's here.

Wait, what? I thought you

said you broke up.

I lied.

You a**hole. How could you...?

- Have you seen your body?

But I thought you said...

- You thought I said what..?

You never were a match for thinking.

Hey, pass.

- Nice arm...

For a girl.

Maybe I'll play college football too, huh.

- I got three words for you, TJ. Random drug test..

Too early for beer, ain't it?

You put all the others?

- Scholarships don't come on line everyday, Jake.

True, dude. Well, like every other day.

- One day they'll just stop coming, believe me.

Hey, daddy.

Going to the graduation party tonight?

- God, I hope not. TJ, do me a favor. Keep things under control, will you?

You're really embarrassing to bust my whole family.

- Rated G, PG at the worst.

It's rare to find students so qualified in the

same school and they belong in the same family.

-- Thank you, sir.

May your future be as bright as your past.

- Hear, hear.

Well, after college I'd like to become a doctor just like you.

- Then we'll be colleague someday.

Eli wants to be a doctor too, don't you Eli?

- Oh well, no actually, I was looking...

Actually my little brother wants to become a pirate.

I don't wanna become a pirate.

That's such fictional, I mean...

Well anyone that becomes valedictorian after

skipping a grade can do whatever he wants.

- Well thank you. Thank you very much.

You must be very proud.

- We are.

Then you'll even be more proud to learn that I'm

recommending both Sandy and Eli for full academic scholarship.

Just consider it a graduation

present for your parents.

We're going to Stanford.

- We are.

Well, enough of that boring stuff.

What are you two gonna get into this summer?

Just a little charity work, sir.

Ladies.

You're an a**hole.

- I love you too.

Let's do some f***ing shots.

New king in town, b*tches.

All bow down before my lengthy lance.

You're so wet, good.

Have you ever wonder what I'd be like

to live in another time and place?

Like to exist in a completely formed reality

where societal conventions don't apply.

Like in France or something?

No, like, like...

I really wish I was a pirate.

Eli, you're so random.

- No seriously, think about it.

Like think about it. I can be a pirate

just like, sail over the world.

Have a parrot.

Crunches a sword and then rips a bodice.

What's a bodice?

Hey, there's my girl.

- Hey, baby.

Wasn't sure what you wanted? So I got vodka or rhum.

- How about both?

Whoa, easy. Whoa, whoa. What are you Irish?

- My mom thinks I'm staying at Hannah's tonight.

Then I'm gonna get a second round.

- Hey, come here.

I love you.

- I love you too.

You're so goddamn hot.

- Yeah, don't you forget it.

Oh if you ever cheat on me

I swear to God I'd kill the guy.

Don't worry baby. I don't want

anybody else. Not now, not ever.

Yeah, you hear that? This ass belongs to me.

Cheers.

I'm done here. I'm f***ing wasted.

Hold it.

Jennifer Atkins back in my jeep,

driver's at the glass, summer school.

Ride that stick, baby.

You're a whore.

Alright, alright, alright. Dominic Sperduto...

at the football field.

Sperduto?

- What, he was good.

He was hairy, but it's good.

Shut up.

- What about you, Eli?

A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell.

- And what's that gotta do with you. Spill it, fish fag.

Fine. Your mom. Last night.

You don't know why it's always about my mother.

Eli, I wanna make fun of Chad just ask

him about the training in Tijuana.

I wanna hear about Sandy.

You know, sometimes some memory

lane should never be discussed.

But my first kiss, now that was pretty hot.

Boring.

- Wait, wait. I wanna hear it.

Okay. Well, it was in the graveyard. You remember it?

- I remember it.

We were playing the game.

- I was there.

We were all there.

- Oh yeah, the game.

That was so fun.

- I was so scared.

Surrounded by all those dead bodies, so quiet.

I was the last one left.

And you were all out there looking

for me. Hunting me.

My heart was pounding, knowing that any second

someone was gonna jump out and grab me.

I didn't know whether I was gonna

have a heart attack or an orgasm.

Oh God, that sounds so hot.

- I'm hot.

And wet.

Grab the beers.

- Grab the beers.

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