Listen to Me Page #5

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Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Wop bop a loo bop

a lop bom bom!

I got a girl, named Daisy

She almost drives me crazy

Got a girl, named Daisy

She almost drives me crazy

She knows how to love me,

yes indeed

Boy, you don't know

what she do to me

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Ooo!

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Wop bop a loo bop!

Ow!

Oh! Tutti frutti, oh rutti

Tutti frutti, oh rutti

These aren't clean.

Do 'em again, Tomanski.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

So, um, you going home

for the holidays?

-I can't afford it. You?

-I can't afford it either.

I wish I could just

fly away from here,

do nothing for

two solid weeks,

except be irresponsible.

Uh, hey, since we don't

have to work dinner, um,

maybe you wanna come over

to my place afterward?

I thought maybe we could

order in a pizza

or, uh, listen to some music.

You've never seen our room.

It is like a five-star hotel.

Oh, you'll love it.

Well, what do you think?

This here is our computer.

It cost about five grand.

And this is the sound system,

cost about another five grand.

And, um, right over there

is the life cycle.

Cost about two grand.

Here you go.

Is that your champagne or his?

What difference does it make?

It's his, of course,

but he doesn't care.

How do you know?

Did you ever ask him?

No, but he could've

said something anytime.

He likes to share his things,

it makes him feel good.

Did he say that?

No, but you can tell

he gets off on it.

We'll have to pay him back.

I won't drink any of this

unless you agree to pay half.

Are you out of your mind?

You know, a bottle of

this stuff runs over 20 bucks.

If I don't teach you anything

else in this life, Muldowney,

I'm gonna teach you this.

Now, come on, cough it up.

Come on, dig real deep.

-(SCOFFS) You're serious?

-I'm serious.

-You're serious.

-Yes.

Oh, I can't believe this.

-And $10. Here you go.

-Yes, yes. Good boy.

Believe me, you'll feel

a lot better for doing this.

No, I won't.

That $10 was for the pizza.

We'll manage.

Now, what shall we toast to?

Oh, I know!

To being the number three team

on the squad.

Well, couldn't you come up

with something

a little more romantic?

Live with it.

-Monica.

-Uh...

(SIGHS) Why won't you

go out with me?

Told you, I have

to put my studies

ahead of everything else.

You sure it doesn't have

anything to do with Garson?

What do you mean?

Well, for a little ol' gal

from the south side

of Chicago,

that would seem like

a much better catch

than some poor

chicken farmer's son.

You really have a chip on

your shoulder, don't you?

Hey, how am I

supposed to feel?

Okay, okay, if it

isn't Garson, then...

Then why are you

so standoffish?

I mean, look at you.

You're sitting so far away.

I'd have to mail you a letter

just to make contact.

I'm like this

with everyone, Tucker.

I know, but, but why?

I mean, did I do

something? Why?

Because that's who I am.

Listen, I knew

this was a mistake.

Have a great Christmas

break, Tucker, okay?

Damn!

(SHOUTING) What? Huh?

What? What do you want?

(MONICA SNIFFLES)

How about just

a simple hug, Chicago?

You look like

somebody who needs one.

Yeah, well, knowing you,

there's got to be a trick

in there somewhere, right?

Trust me.

This place is so hard.

Sometimes I think

I'm not gonna make it.

Of course,

you're gonna make it.

You're just tired, that's all.

How much you're working on

with about five

hours of sleep.

-That's what I think.

-Four.

Unless that boy

on the first floor

is working on his lats,

I'd say you're shaking.

(SOBBING) Shut up, okay?

I'm sort of liking this.

Oh.

I'm sorry,

did I interrupt something?

Oh, no, you didn't

interrupt anything.

Tucker and I

were studying. Um...

We borrowed a bottle

of champagne

but we wanted

to pay you for it.

So, here, and I'll...

Forget about it.

I'm glad you're here.

I was just heading home

in a couple of hours.

How would you guys

like to come spend

the holidays with me?

(TUCKER AND MONICA CHUCKLING)

Is that a yes?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

Let's dance in style,

let's dance for a while

TUCKER:
Hey,

how fast we going?

GARSON:
80.

At 95, the turbos will cut in

and she'll lay rubber.

Don't you dare!

-(WHOOPING)

-Oh, man!

Oh, man, if my dad

could see me now.

Hey, I don't suppose

you let anybody else

drive this, do ya?

-You could drive it.

-Yeah?

You're not serious, are you?

-Yeah, I'm serious.

Chickenman can drive.

-(TUCKER EXCLAIMS)

Yeah, the Chickenman

can drive.

Can you imagine

when this race is won?

Turn our golden faces

into the sun

Praising our leaders,

we're getting in tune

The music's played by the,

the madman

TUCKER:
Ah.

-MONICA:
Are you nuts?

-I trust the Chickenman.

Yeah, he trusts

the Chickenman. (LAUGHING)

I'm gonna walk.

You know, I like

walking down the beach...

-Sit down!

-Sit down!

Forever, and ever

- Forever young

-(TIRES SQUEALING)

I want to be forever young

Do you really want

to live forever?

Forever, and ever

Forever young

I want to be forever young

Do you really want

to live forever?

Merry Christmas.

MRS. MCKELLER:

Hi, Merry Christmas.

-(KISSES)

-MRS. MCKELLER:

Good to see you.

Meet some friends of mine,

Monica and Tucker.

-Hi.

-Nice to meet you.

SENATOR:
Monica, Tucker.

-Hi.

-MONICA:
Hi.

SENATOR:
Well, you two

look like the real thing.

Gar used to bring home

such phonies.

-(LAUGHING)

-Thank you, Dad.

Well, thanks. You've got

a beautiful home here.

Reminds me a lot of my own.

Really?

What are the similarities?

Exact some color.

Forever young

I want to be forever young

Do you really want

to live forever?

I'll tell you

who the best President

of the United States was.

Harry S. Truman.

Now, nobody owned him.

-He gave the finger to...

-Harry did that?

Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

Talk to me just as you'd talk

to any other man, Tucker.

(MONICA CHUCKLING)

Well, he gave the finger

to all the special

interest groups.

The Unions, Congress,

everybody.

His only allegiance

was to the people.

So, um, is either of you

considering a career

in politics?

I am, sir.

(CHUCKLES)

What about you, Monica?

Well, I never gave it

much thought, ma'am,

but I see now that I might

have to go into politics

to save the world from him.

(SENATOR LAUGHING)

Gar, looks like you got

a little competition.

Dad, I'm sorry,

but I don't want to follow

the family tradition.

I wanna start

a whole new tradition.

I'm writing a play.

It's sort of a comic expose

of political life.

My plans are,

if Charlie likes the work,

I'm dropping out

of everything.

Tennis, student council,

debate.

I'm concentrating totally

on my writing.

CHARLIE:
If you draw a judge

who has just lost a child

to leukemia,

-what do you do?

-STUDENTS:
Make him laugh.

Right.

If you draw a judge

who's flirting with you,

what do you do?

-STUDENTS:
Flirt back.

-Right!

If the judges are members

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