Eight Days a Week Page #8

No, no.

I guess not.

Peter, listen.

I was kind of hoping that...

...we could spend

my last day here together.

Elliot's having this party and I thought,

you know, maybe we could go.

Sounds good.

But what if Erica, you know...?

Erica.

Well, I'll... I'll see you.

Screw Erica.

What?

I said, screw Erica.

I mean, if she's not willing to give me

a chance by now, then she's nuts.

No other man would go through

what I did for her.

If that love isn't good enough for her,

well, so be it.

I mean, there are plenty of other...

...beautiful, mature women

that want me.

I even passed up a night

with Ms. Lewis for Erica.

You passed up Melon-Breast Lewis?

If she doesn't love me by now,

then I don't love her.

Besides, she even thinks

Roger Moore is the best James Bond.

- Come on. Let's go.

- All right.

So listen. Did I tell you I revised

my theory on self-sufficiency?

I'm against it now. It's a little lonely.

Peter?

Peter, I need to talk to you.

Peter?

Peter?

- Hi, Peter.

- Hi, Ms. Lewis.

What have you boys been up to?

Well, we just got back from a party.

Everybody's going off for college,

so it was the last hurrah.

Sounds like fun.

Would you boys like to come in

for a cup of hot cocoa?

No, thanks.

This is my friend Matt.

Hi.

Hi.

I would...

...love a cup of cocoa.

It works! It actually works!

It works!

Erica?

Peter.

I missed you.

So that's my story.

It's all true.

Give or take a few minor details.

My grandfather was right.

I now know, in my heart of hearts,

that people are supposed to make love.

It is our main purpose in life.

All those other activities...

Playing the violin, washing dishes,

reading novels, drinking wine.

are just ways of passing time...

...until you can make love again.

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