Sixteen Candles Page #3

Do you know

Samantha Baker?

Sophomore, right?

Yeah. What do

you think of her?

I don't.

Would you ever

go out with her?

Depends on how much

you paid me.

She's not ugly.

There's nothin'

there, man.

It's not ugly.

It's just... void.

You know what I mean?

There's somethin'

about her.

I do independent study

with her. I catch her

lookin' at me a lot.

It's kinda cool, the way

she's always lookin' at me.

Maybe she's retarded.

I'm bein' serious, okay?

She looks at me like

she's in love with me.

Jake,

she's a child.

So?

So what're you

gonna do with her?

She's obviously

too young

to party serious.

Maybe I'm interested

in more than a party.

Come on, Jake. You talk

like you're hard up.

You got Caroline.

Now she's a woman.

It's unbelievable.

I swear to God, Caroline Mulford

had to flunk about nine grades.

[ Friend ]

Truly makes me ill.

[ Samantha ]

She's perfect.

Practically

impossible to cut up.

She's supposedly real sweet.

Brother's deaf, and everybody

in the world worships her.

[ Samantha ]

And she's going with Jake.

Oh, I'm gonna kill myself.

My man.

"[ Band Instruments

Practicing, Off-key ]

[ Kids Chattering ]

I loathe the bus.

[ Noise Subsides ]

[ Sighing ]

There has to be a more

dignified mode of transportation.

I hope you get a car for

your birthday, and a license.

[ Scoffs ]

Let's not hold our breath.

[ Space Guns Firing ]

[ Both Chuckle ]

[ Together ]

Score... a direct hit.

[ Together ]

On second thought.

"[ Off-key Instruments

Continue ]

"[ Kazoos Playing Brahms's

"Hungarian Dance No. 5" ]

[ Boys ] 'Hey"

[ Driver ]

Move it.

Call me, okay?

You call me first.

Tell me what happened at home.

I can tell you

right now. Nothing.

Will you quit feeling sorry

for yourself? It's bad

for your complexion!

"[ "Theme from Dragnet" ]

How's it goin'?

How's what going?

You know, things,

life, whatnot.

Life is not whatnot,

and it's none of your business.

[ Book Pages Ruffling ]

Hmm. So you goin'

to the New Faces

dance tonight, or...

That's also none

of your business.

[ Sniffing,

Clears Throat ]

Are you inhibited

about dancing in public?

I mean,

you don't have to dance.

Maybe you could just stand

there with me and my dudes

and just be you, and... -

Sounds major.

[ Sniffing ]

So, I mean,

what's the story?

I mean, you got a guy, or...

Yes, three big ones,

and they lust wimp blood.

So quit bugging me,

or I'll sic them

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