Love Story

What can you say about

a 25-year-old girl who died?

That she was beautiful and brilliant?

That she loved Mozart and Bach?

The Beatles?

And me?

- Do you have this book?

- You have your own library.

- Answer my question.

- Answer mine first.

We're allowed to use

the Radcliffe library.

I'm not talking legality,

I'm talking ethics.

Harvard's got five million books,

Radcliffe a few thousand.

I only want one. I've got

an hour exam tomorrow, damn it!

Please watch your profanity, preppy.

Why do you think

I went to prep school?

- You look stupid and rich.

- Actually, I'm smart and poor.

No, I'm smart and poor.

- Why are you so smart?

- I won't have coffee with you.

- I wouldn't ask you.

- That's what makes you stupid.

Comp. Lit. 105. Not bad.

Music 150. Not bad.

Music 201, that's a graduate course.

- Renaissance polyphony.

- What's polyphony?

Nothing sexual, preppy.

I told you, my name is Oliver.

- First or last?

- First.

- Oliver what?

- Barrett.

- Barrett like the poet?

- Yeah, no relation.

- Barrett like the hall?

- Yes.

I'm having coffee

with a Harvard building.

I'm not Barrett Hall. My great

grandfather just gave it to Harvard.

So his not-so-great grandson

could get in?

If you think I'm a loser, why did you

bulldoze me into buying you coffee?

I like your body.

- I major in Social Studies.

- It doesn't show.

- It's an honours programme.

- I know you've got a few brains.

- Really?

- You're hung up on me, aren't you?

- Jenny?

- Yeah?

Listen, you Radcliffe b*tch.

There's a hockey game on Friday.

- So?

- I want you to come.

Why would I go

to a lousy hockey game?

- Because I'm playing.

- For which side?

Two minutes for number seven.

Holding.

Penalty, Barrett, Harvard,

Two minutes, Holding,

Why are you here

when your friends are playing?

I'm in the penalty box.

- What did you do?

- I tried too hard.

- Is that a big disgrace?

- I'm trying to concentrate.

- On what?

- On how I'll total that bastard.

Come on, Harvard, let's go!

Are you a dirty player?

Would you ever total me?

- I will right now if you don't shut up.

- I'm leaving. Goodbye.

Barrett back in the game,

Harvard have full strength,

And a goal, Ackerman,

Assist, Barrett,

- Now I've seen a hockey game.

- What did you like best?

- When you were on your ass.

- Thanks for coming.

I didn't say you could kiss me.

- I was carried away.

- I wasn't.

I may not call you for a few months,

or I might call you

when I get back to my room.

- Bastard.

- You can dish it out, but not take it.

- Hello, animals.

- Hey, Ollie.

- What did you get?

- An assist.

- Off Cavilleri?

- None of your business.

- I'm your roommate!

- Has Barrett got a new goodie?

Jenny Cavilleri.

It's a music type from Rhode Island.

- I know her. Real tight-ass.

- Plays piano for the Bach Society.

- What does she play with Barrett?

- Probably hard to get.

Simpson. Up yours.

That proves it.

Hello, Jen?

What would you say if I told you...

I think I'm in love with you?

Never say "love" if you don't mean it.

You're a known quantity.

Meaning?

You're known for quantity.

At Radcliffe, every hall is Barrett Hall.

- You've been checking up on me.

- I won't dine outdoors with anybody.

- Am I just anybody?

- What do you think, preppy?

You'll have to fend for yourself

this weekend.

I'll be mixing it up

with Francis LaPierre.

- Very funny.

- Are you jealous?

He's the captain

of the Cornell hockey team.

You've been reading the sports page.

I wouldn't mind

watching you play against Cornell.

No. I'll be involved.

Oh, yeah. The All-Ivy title.

- More than the All-Ivy title?

- A lot more.

Cornell goal,

Score tied, 3-3,

Come on, man! Quit!

I'll kick your ass back to Montreal!

Get up!

You're out of the game, Barrett.

Come on!

- Je vais te casser la gueule!

- I'll break yours before mine!

Come on, Barrett, get off the ice!

You Montreal faggots!

What?! Francis LaPierre

started the fight!

- Get in!

- Come on!

Five minutes for number seven. Fight.

Penalty, Barrett, Harvard,

Five minutes for fighting,

You probably want a steak, son.

No, thanks. The doctor took care of it.

I meant for your stomach, Oliver.

- I'm supposed to eat with the team.

- Oh, that's fine.

- Does your face hurt?

- No, sir.

- Jack Wells should take a look at it.

- That's not necessary.

- Jack's a specialist.

- It's nothing special.

- My car's there. Can I give you a lift?

- I'll walk you to your car.

Have you heard from the Law School?

I haven't exactly decided

on the Law School.

I was merely asking

if the Law School had decided on you.

- No.

- There really isn't any doubt.

- About what?

- The school needs good men like you.

- They haven't got a hockey team.

- You have other qualities, Oliver.

I'm sorry you had to see Harvard lose.

I came to see you play.

The Dean of the school

is an old classmate...

That's very nice, sir.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, sir.

- Give my best to Mother.

- Yes, I will.

Briggs Hall. Sandy Davidson.

Jennifer Cavilleri.

You have a call.

She's in the downstairs phone booth.

- Where is that?

- Around the corner.

Would you please...

For God's sake, Phil!

Yes. Yeah, yeah,

for the million-and-oneth time, yeah!

Absolutely! Oh, I love you, too, Phil.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Goodbye.

- What happened? You look terrible.

- I'm injured.

Did you make

the other guy look worse?

I always make

the other guy look worse.

- Jenny?

- Yeah?

- Who's Phil?

- My father.

You call your father Phil?

- It's his name, what do you call yours?

- Son-of-a-b*tch.

- To his face?

- I never see his face.

- Why? Does he wear a mask?

- In a way.

He must be proud.

You're a Harvard jock.

- So was he.

- Bigger than All-Ivy?

He rowed single sculls

in the 1928 Olympics.

- Did he win?

- No.

- Then why is he a son-of-a-b*tch?

- He leans on me.

- He makes me do the right things.

- So?

I don't like to have to put out X amount

of achievement every term.

You hate making the Dean's list

and being All-Ivy!

He expects no less, and when

I come through, he is so indifferent.

- Ridiculous!

- And what did he say after the game?

He went all that way to watch you play?

After we blew the title

and after I was nearly massacred,

do you know what he said to his son?

- Whores in Ithaca?

- "I know the Dean of the Law School. "

What did you expect him to say?

"How is your sex life?"

- Whose side are you on?

- I didn't know it was a war.

- You don't understand.

- More than you wish I did.

Did the son-of-a-b*tch

at least get lousy grades?

- He was a Rhodes scholar.

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