Valley Girl Page #3

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- You have?

I thought about you all day.

- You want to dance?

- In another life.

I didn't either. I was just taking a poll.

Fred, I didn't know you were this good.

- At least I'm trying.

- What is this, points for effort?

I told you this place

was going to be a waste.

This place sucks.

- Well, well.

- What?

- Hot. Very hot.

- Where? Which one?

They're staring right at us.

Gross! Let's move.

Wait, let's see what happens.

I'm sure! Tell me all about it.

I'm going to talk to Ralphie.

- Bad luck, Fred. Yours is leaving.

- What do you mean, mine's leaving?

- She winked at you, didn't she?

- She did?

Yeah, don't let her get away.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Having a good time?

I'm trying.

That's good.

- What are you doing here?

- It's a party.

I know it's a party, but who invited you?

You mean you have to be invited?

That explains it.

- What?

- Why everyone is dressed so weird.

If I'd been invited,

I'd have known this was a costume party.

Right.

- I saw you once before, you know.

- Where?

At the beach.

That was you?

Do you think a girl should pet

on the first date?

Who are you, Bozo the Clown?

What's your sign?

Is this gonna mean we're going together?

What?

Is this gonna mean we're going together?

No.

What?

I think it means

you're a pretty lousy friend...

messing around with your friend's boyfriend

while he's in a bad way.

But I'll tell you what.

- What?

- I won't tell anybody if you don't.

Get out...

- I never said that.

- Did you?

- That wasn't you. I'm sorry.

- You know, football.

- I'm not playing this year.

- That was Rick.

Who's Rick?

How you doing, Tommy?

- Is she good?

- Oh, man.

She's a four-star lay, good buddy.

How's your mother?

She's dead.

...and the wind blows it up.

No, I want...

Why don't you get out of here?

You make me get out of here.

Crazy is the word-

Get up!

- You have nothing, f*ggot!

- Tommy! Stop it!

- F*** you!

- Get the hell out of here!

- I don't want to hurt you guys.

- You get out-

F*** you!

Jerk!

Kiss my ass!

You're good, man.

What were you doing in there,

kissing girls goodnight?

- Listen-

- Don't!

- I won't.

- Good.

That chick, Julie, she's truly dazzling.

Yep.

But she's not one of ours.

Hey, what the hell?

D*ckhead, what are you trying to do,

get us killed?

What the hell's the matter with you?

Sh*t, this is my mother's car.

Who the f*** was that guy?

And I was doing all right with that chick.

Who the f*** does he think he is?

Maybe he was her boyfriend.

Nobody is going to tell me

who I can score with!

I want this chick, she wants me,

so f*** it. We're going back.

My mom will sh*t

if she knows you're driving this car.

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