Kicking and Screaming Page #6

- Have you heard from Jane, Grover?

- Uh, no. We didn't end so good.

- How are you, Chet?

- I got a postcard from her.

That's one of Kafka's houses.

Something tough.

- Cougars?

- As you can probably imagine...

I've lost quite a few

girlfriends to graduation.

What do you think about Cougars?

- Get the glasses.

- Thank you, sir.

No. Wait.

No. You're making me make myself dizzy.

Skippy wants to name our group.

- What group?

- What's the name?

- I was thinking of something like Cougars or Hawks or something.

- I see.

- We could get matching lobster bibs with our names.

- Or a special brand for cattle.

- Forget it. Let's go to the Hole.

- No. No way. No Hole for me.

That's where we're comfortable.

That's -That's where the fun is.

Freshman biddies are there.

I don't need to go to a campus bar

to be reminded of my lack of success...

with a bunch of thrill-seeking

snotty college kids.

That's us!

We're like celebrities to them.

No. We were celebrities.

Now going back would be

like doing Hollywood Squares.

I'm too nostalgic. I'll admit it.

We graduated four months ago.

What can you possibly be nostalgic for?

- I'll be right back.

- I'm nostalgic for conversations I had yesterday.

I've begun reminiscing events before

they even occur. I'm reminiscing this right now.

I can't go to the bar because I've already looked back

on it in my memory, and I didn't have a good time.

Yeah. I - I think I'm gonna

switch back to briefs.

Kate.

It's great to see you.

Grover, if you're still here,

you could tutor me.

- Uh, yeah. I'd like that.

- That's high-speed.

Got any stories for me to read?

Uh, not yet.

I think you're up to date on my oeuvre.

How's your love life, Grover?

It's okay. It's a C-plus.

It's okay.

- I've reenrolled in school.

- You can't do that.

Oh, can't I?

Hey, Chet. Come over here.

- Oh, God. Don't bring him over here.

- Chet!

Why not?

He's taken every class in the school.

- He's like some kind of mad genius.

- It's like having a parent around.

- You can't reenroll.

- Ah, but I can, Max.

See, I have money saved up

from my valet parking job over the summer...

and fortunately, that Cutlass's fender

I crushed isn't gonna sue.

I'm auditing the classes I think I missed out on

in our measly four years.

Look. We didn't learn enough in school,

and now it's up to us to educate ourselves.

- I think Chet'll back me up here.

- Got your back.

- Thank you.

- What are you takin'?

I'm taking, uh-

What are you doing? Give me that.

You're always taking things.

You're not interested in anything

unless someone else has it.

- Who's the child?

- This is Kate, my tutee.

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