Crossroads

-Hand me the flashlight.|- Here it is.

- Kit, I've got the shovel.|- You do?

Lucy, get the box.

- What are you putting in?|- It's supposed to be a secret.

- What are you putting in?|- It's supposed to be a secret.

- My dad thinks I'm at your house.|- My mom thinks I'm at yours.

Let's d i g deep.

So no one will find it.

- Di g it deeper!.|- We don't wanna get caught.

I want some dirt.

When we were ten growing up|in Georgia, Mimi, Kit and I...

knew exactly what we wanted|out oflife.

- Lucy, get the box.|- This is fun.

So we put our dreams in a box,|and we buried it.

We have to keep it dry.

We made a pact to dig it up|at midnight...

the day of our|high school graduation.

Pack it down.

- Let's be best friends forever.|- We will.

Now, I don't even remember|what our wishes were--

except for one.

We wished that we'd be|best friends forever.

Well, that wish|didn 't come true.

I see you on the street|andyou walk on by

Baby

You make me wanna hang|my head down and cry

Ifyou gave me|halfthe chance, you'd see

My desire burning inside ofme

But you choose|to look the other way

I've had to work|much harder than this

For something I want|Don 't try to resist me

Open your heart to me, baby

I hold the lock|andyou hold the key--

- Lucille Wagner!.|- Pop?.

- Baby, we're gonna be late.|- I was just--

- Did you practice your speech?.|- I almost have it.

Lucy, how's it gonna look if the|valedictorian messes up her speech?.

Okay.

Don't wrinkle your robe.|Just ironed it forya.

Okay, big day!. Come on!|See ya on deck! Let's go!

Toads do look like frogs.

It's just one's, you know,|in the water and one's not.

It doesn't--|It could happen to anybody.

Hey, Mimi!|I know you want me.

Ho!

I'm gonna look|drop-dead gorgeous.

You should see my dress.

- Hello! Watch where you're going!|- You ran into me, Kit.

What, you're too perfect|to bump into anybody?.

- What?.|- Perfect.

Sweet, proper...

nerdy and virginal.

- I'm not--|- You're a virgin.

I told y'all.

Just get us in the picture, okay?.|Hold my purse.

No, don't push the button.|Wait till I get over there. Honey!

- Mama, what are you doing?.|- One second. Stand up straight.

- I am. I will.|- Tuckyour tummy in.

- Smile.|- Mom, I'm smiling!

Bigger, darling.

- Lucy, your speech was wonderful.|- Thankyou.

I hope you're gonna continue|studying music in college.

Actually, Lucy wants|to become a doctor.

Voice classes would make|nice electives.

No time. We're looking at a double|major in biology and chemistry...

if she wants to get into|the best med school, huh?.

Henry, I'll show you how|to start that truck for tonight.

All right.|See you later.

- Bye, Ms. J.|- Good luck, Henry.

I'm all he's got, you know?.

Congratulations, Lucy.

Thank you. Thanks.

Here it is.|Honey, what's wrong?.

I'm fine.

Pop, I worked really hard|to be the valedictorian.

Course you did.

Why didn't it feel|like anything?.

What do you mean, you didn't|feel anything?. It felt great!

Pop, I never went|to one football game.

You don't like football.

But you're supposed to go,|and it's supposed to be fun.

And like all the parties|at Hemmings Field and stuff...

I never went to any of'em.

I never stayed out late.|I never just hung out.

'Cause you had|a head on your shoulders.

You stayed home, and you studied.

There's just a lot of things|that I wanted to do that I didn't.

And I was up there getting|my diploma, and I was like...

"Is this it?'

Come on now. Didn't we both|work hard for this?.

You're right.

I guess it's just the pressure|of graduation. You're right.

Girls, hi!

Lucy.

Mimi, not now. Okay?.

- Are you comin' or not?.|- Coming where?.

It's graduation night!

Oh, God, Hemmings Field.|I totally forgot.

So, are you comin' or not?.

I have plans.|I'm sorry.

Come on. You okay?.

Do you want something?.

Yeah. Are you coming|at midnight or what?.

Excuse me?.

Kit, we made a pact, remember?.

Oh, you're not serious!

Well, look, you can|really go without me.

I have better things to do|than dig up some old box.

Standing here|looking at all the world

The guitar guy is such a hottie.

That's Ben Kimble.

I heard he just got out of jail.|Killed a guy.

I don't believe you.

Yeah! Everybody's talking about it.

Oh, too bad!

Well, if anyone could have him,|it'd be you.

But I'm off the market, remember?.

Oh, please!|Dylan's at UCLA doing...

God knows what|with God knows who.

That's not true.

Right.

Whatever.

- Are you ready?.|- Yeah, yeah, just two seconds.

Okay, hold on.

Henry, are you ready?.

Henry, are you ready?.

I'm ready.

That's okay. Go on.

Why are you stopping?.

This isn't how I hoped it would be.

That's weird, 'cause this is|exactly how I hoped it would be...

or pretty accurate.

- Maybe ifwe get into bed.|- That's a good idea.

These are nice sheets.

- Can I hear the list again?.|- Oh, Luce, come on.

Please, please.|Just one more time.

Thanks.

All right.

Reason number one.

We've been lab partners for three|years so we really trust each other.

- That's really important. Okay.|- Trust is very important.

Reason number two:. We are both 1 8|and have never done it.

Very important!

Reason number three:.

We both want to do it.

Reason number four--

Please, Lucy, come on. Please.

I'm, I'm begging you.|Please, let's just do it.

- Okay, yeah, we can do it.|- Yeah?.

Okay, so let's--

- I'll go this way.|- Okay, I'm going this way.

Let's do this.

Please don't laugh.|You're killing this.

- Your first time should be special.|- Yeah, this is special!

Listen, do you want to spend|the rest ofyour life...

knowing that you did it for the|first time with your lab partner?.

Yes, yes, I do.|And I'll tell you why.

Because you know what it's like|for a guy to go to college a virgin?.

No, I'm telling you|they, they--

They're ostracized!|They treat them like lepers!

I'm sorry.

- What's up, Mimi?. How's the fetus?.|- Drop dead.

- Is it mine or what?.|- I can't believe we went out.

- I'm trying to do the right thing.|- Yeah?. What's the right thing?.

Ignoring me|for the past five months?.

Letting your friends call me a ho?.|Spreading rumors?.

I'm repeating what I heard,|that you let some guy...

do you in his car|over Christmas break.

Jerk.

It's ten paces|on the other side.

- What are you doing here?.|- Where's Lucy?.

She's not comin'.

- You have a flashlight?. Good.|- Gimme back my flashlight!

Let's just get this|over with, okay?.

God, I don't even remember|what we put in here.

Me either.

Here, hold this|for a second, Lucy.

My Bridal Barbie!

She was my wish.

- You're gettin' your wish.|- I know.

Lucy, I think this is yours.

- My locket.|- What did you wish for?.

I wanted to find my mom.

Did you ever find her?.

No, she lives in Arizona and my pop|doesn't think it's a good idea, so--

What did you wish for?.

- A key chain?.|- No, the world.

That I was gonna get out|of this crappy town...

go all the way to California...

put my feet|in the Pacific Ocean.

There's a wish that's not|coming true for a while.

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