Say Anything...

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-I don 't feel anything.

-It's graduation.

Mr. Carroll ridicules me all year.

Then he writes in my yearbook:

"You're a live wire.

Love, Mr. Carroll. "

He wants to go on good terms.

When he uses "Iove,"

I look for a new word.

Lloyd, she's being difficult.

-I'm taking out Diane Court.

-Not likely.

-Is the movies a good second date?

-You never had a first.

I sat across from her in a mall.

We ate.

-Sharing an important physical event.

-That's not even a scam.

-A scam?

-Going out as friends.

-No, scam is lusting.

-Then what's a date?

A date is prearrangement

with a possibility for love.

Then what's love?

I'm gonna call her.

She doesn't date guys like you.

She's a brain.

With the body of a game-show hostess.

She doesn't know she's pretty.

-That's what's cool about her.

-Brains stay with brains.

If a bomb goes off,

their genes form the same cliques.

-I wouldn't get my hopes up.

-I'm sorry.

You're a really nice guy.

We don't wanna see you get hurt.

I wanna get hurt!

"It's almost over. We've gone

to school together for three years. "

-I might cut that part.

-Why? That's fine. It's nice.

"Having taken courses at the

university, I've glimpsed our future.

And all I can say is:

'Go back.' "

"Go back"? What a great line.

-You like it?

-Yeah.

-I didn't think anyone would get it.

-No, it's wonderful. It's--

No, don't worry about it.

You're very funny.

-"Go back. " That's great.

-No more. I'm gonna save it.

I love you guys!

Thanks, pal.

Party at Vahlere's.

Gonna be eight kegs. Be there.

Thank you, Joe.

Thank you.

And now it's time.

I just can't introduce this person

without saying, "History. . .

. . .oceanography, creative writing. . .

. . .biochemistry. " I think

you know who I'm talking about.

We'll remember this student who said:

"Hey, world. Check me out! "

Giving a speech entitled

"Soaring Ahead" . . .

. . .Miss Diane Court.

Thank you.

The real world.

Look at those eyes.

We're all about to enter

the real world.

That's what everybody says.

But most of us have been

in the real world a long time.

But I've something to tell everybody.

I've glimpsed our future

and all I can say is:

"Go back. "

Well. . .

. . .it's almost over.

We've gone to school together

for three years. . .

. . .and we've been through a lot.

But with that training net

of high school gone. . .

. . .what's gonna happen to us?

We all know what the answers are.

We wanna be happy, go to college,

work hard, maybe raise a family.

But what if that doesn't happen?

I have to be honest, though.

I have all the hope

and ambition in the world.

But when I think about the future. . .

. . .the truth is. . .

. . .I am. . .

. . .really. . .

. . .scared.

All right. Get up on it.

Yay! All right.

-See you at home.

-Okay.

Do yourself and everyone

who loves you a favor.

-Don't talk to Joe.

-Mom. . . .

Stop, okay?

-Bye.

-See you later, Mrs. Flood.

-Look at those eyes.

-Give it up.

Take a picture of me with her.

-That's just embarrassing.

-Please?

-All right, okay.

-Do it.

-Wait till I get around to her.

-All right, man. I got it.

Your graduation present

is parked right over there.

Are you kidding? That?!

-Lloyd?

-Hey, sis!

I'm sorry. I had a new crown,

three root canals. . .

. . .and Jason has a sore throat.

Your graduation and no one was there.

I called Mom and Dad,

and it's like they were there.

-I hope you understand.

-Hey. Bad throat, huh, J-man?

He's not at full "Yeah! " strength.

Poor little man.

Why do you eat that stuff?

There's no food in your food.

-Too loud. The red line has a purpose.

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