Love Story Page #2

- There's a problem of overachievement.

- Forget about it. There's no problem.

- Right.

Do I call my father on the phone?

Do I say, "I love you, Phil?"

- No.

- There you are.

And do you know why?

Because his name is Oliver.

The great Barrett Hall.

Don't you salute when you pass it?

- It's ugly. I've never been inside.

- That's a mature attitude.

It's not easy living with history.

- How many have to cope with that?

- I could name two.

Thanks.

Must you play music while we study?

I'm studying the music,

It's called "Analysis of Form",

Yeah...

You'll flunk if you just stare at me,

- I'm not, I'm studying,

- Bullshit, You're looking at my legs,

- You're not that great looking,

- I can't help if you think so,

- Let's change the subject,

- I wasn't aware there was one,

You think that I wanted

to make love to you,

- But I'm not interested,

- Then we've got one thing in common,

I'm tired of playing your game.

You are a supreme Radcliffe smart-ass.

The best. You put down

anything in pants.

But verbal volleyball

is not my idea of a relationship.

If that's what you think it's all about,

go back to your music waltz.

I think you're scared. You put up

a wall to keep from getting hurt,

but it also keeps you

from getting touched.

It's a risk, isn't it, Jenny?

At least I had the guts

to admit what I felt.

Some day you'll have to come up with

the courage to admit that you care.

I care.

- Would your priest like this?

- I don't have one.

- Aren't you a good Catholic girl?

- Well, I'm a girl...

...and I'm good, right?

So that's two out of three.

- Why do you wear it?

- It was my mother's.

Why did you leave the Church?

I don't know.

I never really joined.

I never thought there was another world

better than this one.

What could be better than Mozart?

Or Bach?

Or you?

Jenny?

I'm up there with Bach and Mozart?

And The Beatles.

- Let me sack in your couch.

- How come?

- Barrett.

- Who's the guest of honour?

- Cavilleri.

- Again? Still?

Barrett's slipping.

It's amazing.

I'm really studying.

- I'm studying.

- Sorry.

Oliver?

I love you.

You were great.

- You know nothing about music.

- I know enough.

Wise up, would you please, Barrett?

I wasn't great or All-Ivy, just OK. OK?

OK.

- I mean you should keep at it.

- Who said I won't?

I'm going to study

with Nadia Boulanger.

Who?

Next year.

I have a scholarship in Paris.

Paris?

Yeah, I've never been to Europe.

I can hardly wait.

- How long have you known?

- It's inevitable.

What is?

That we'll separate.

You'll go to Law School.

- What are you talking about?

- You're a millionaire, I'm a social zero.

What do you mean?

We're together, we're happy.

Harvard is like a bag full of toys,

but when the holiday is over,

you have to go back

where you belong.

- Back to bake cookies?

- Pastries. Don't make fun of my father.

Then don't leave me, Jenny!

Please.

What about my scholarship

and Paris, which I've never seen?

- What about our marriage?

- Who said anything about marriage?

I'm saying it, now.

You want to marry me?

Yeah.

Why?

Because.

That's a good reason.

- You're driving like a maniac.

- Everybody does in Boston.

You'll kill us before

your parents can murder us.

- My parents will love you.

- Even the son-of-a-b*tch?

Of course. Where is

the old Radcliffe confidence?

- Back at Radcliffe.

- It's going to be OK, Jenny.

- What did you say on the phone?

- Just that I'd drop by.

- Very casual, huh?

- Yeah, right.

How often do you visit during a term?

- Never.

- Oh, that's casual...

Holy sh*t!

Stop, Oliver. No kidding, stop the car.

I didn't think it would be like this,

- Like what?

- I mean, like this rich.

- This is too much for me.

- Don't worry. It'll be a breeze.

Yeah, but why do I wish my name

were Abigail Adams or Wendy Wasp?

Don't be scared.

- Aren't you?

- No.

- So far, so good.

- That's not saying much.

- Your hand is cold.

- So is yours.

- Let's get away from here.

- Master Oliver! Hello!

Hello, Florence. This is Jenny.

"Master"? I always knew

you had slaves.

Let me take your wrap.

Your parents are in the drawing room.

Thank you, Florence.

Half the buildings of Harvard

are hanging there.

Oh, it's nothing.

You're related to

the Sewall Boat House?

Yes, I come from a long line

of wood and stone.

Hello there.

- I'd like you to meet Jennifer Calaveri.

- Cavilleri.

- As in "Cavalleria Rusticana"?

- Right. No relation.

- Hello, Mum.

- Hello, darling.

Nice to meet you.

How are you, son?

Fine, sir, fine.

Please sit down

and make yourself at home.

We'll have to go soon.

Why are you so uncomfortable

with your parents?

- Why did you want to leave at once?

- I didn't like how they treated you.

"What is it your parents are in?"

- What is it your people are in?

- My father bakes cookies.

- What's the name of the firm?

- Phil's Bake Shop.

- Of Cranston, Rhode Island.

- How interesting...

- So your people are from Cranston?

- Mostly. My mother is from Fall River.

- The Barretts have mills in Fall River.

- Where they exploited the poor.

In the 19th century.

When you inherit,

you can give all our money back.

That's what the philosopher

Saint-Simon advocated.

In the 18th century.

- It's late.

- Aren't you staying for dinner?

- Yes.

- No. I have to get back.

You're staying for dinner

and that's an order.

Everything is an order,

a directive, a command.

Where is your sense of humour?

In school, he used to send me memos.

Memos! Don't you find that odd?

I find it rather cute.

Have you heard from Law School?

- Not yet.

- He'll get in. Who's better than Oliver?

I agree. He'll graduate with honours.

He's always done well in school.

At Exeter, he was...

It doesn't mean a thing.

I'm just one of many trying to get in.

- I could give Price Zimmermann a ring.

- No! I mean, please don't, sir.

Just to find out if he knows.

I want to get my letter

with everyone else. Please.

- He was only trying to be helpful.

- I don't need that kind of help.

- OK.

- No, it's not OK.

He's not going to be satisfied

until he cuts them off.

What you wouldn't like to be cut off.

Oh... Well, we've got

to take care of those.

- Take care.

- Get there a minute later, but get there.

- You really like to bug your father.

- The feeling is mutual.

You wouldn't stop at anything

to get to him.

It's impossible to get to Oliver Barrett lll.

Unless maybe if you marry

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