Love Story Page #3

Jennifer Cavilleri?

- Is that what you think?

- Yes, it's part of it.

You don't believe I love you?

Yes, but you also love

my negative social status.

No.

I can't pass judgement.

I just think so.

I love not only you,

but also your name and your numeral.

After all, it's part of what you are.

- Oh, how can you do it?

- What?

How can you see me

and still love me?

That's what it's about, preppy.

- How are you, son?

- I'm OK, sir.

Did you hear from Law School?

- Yes. I called you, remember?

- Yes. Congratulations.

- You'll be on the Supreme Court.

- I may just chase ambulances.

Fine. How's Raymond?

He's fine. Got into OCS.

Army? That's good.

That's bad.

You haven't mentioned Jennifer.

What is there to say? You're

presenting us with a fait accompli,

- But what did you think?

- She's absolutely charming.

With her background,

to get to Radcliffe is...

- Get to the point!

- It doesn't concern her, but you.

Your rebellion. And you are rebelling.

I fail...

I fail to see how marrying a brilliant

Radcliffe girl constitutes rebellion.

She's not some crazy hippie.

She's not many things.

What irks you most,

that she's Catholic or poor?

- What attracts you most?

- I'm leaving.

Don't go off half-cocked.

I would only ask that you wait a bit.

Define "bit".

Finish Law School.

If it's real, it'll stand the test of time.

It is real,

but why should I put it through a test?

- I'm asking you.

- You're commanding me!

If you marry her now,

I'll not give you the time of day.

Father, you don't know the time of day!

We're looking forward

to having you with us.

Me too, Dean Thompson.

- Something has come up.

- A change of heart?

No, I'm still set on Law School, but...

I'm going to need a scholarship.

- Really?

- That's why I'm here.

That's rather curious,

considering your background.

- I'm not his son anymore.

- I beg your pardon?

We have had a misunderstanding.

It's a parting of the ways.

- This is very unfortunate, Mr Barrett.

- I'm not exactly jumping for joy.

We have many entering students

in far worse straits than you.

What's worse than destitution?

I'm getting married next month.

We'll work all summer, and then

Jenny will teach in a private school.

That's a living, but not tuition.

Your tuition is pretty steep.

Yes.

I need a scholarship.

I have already been accepted.

- I don't have any money.

- You have a millionaire father.

Had, Why should I be penalised just

because I was related to a rich man?

Mr Barrett, I don't think that this office

should enter into a family quarrel.

- A rather distressing one, at that.

- I see. Thank you.

Perhaps at mid-year's.

Thank you. You've been

very generous with your time.

- We just passed my junior high school.

- I can't believe he liked my poverty.

He did! Now you've got

something in common.

God, when I first told him

Oliver Barrett...

- Yeah?

- He couldn't believe it.

He reminded me

of the Eleventh Commandment.

- Eleventh?

- "Do not bullshit thy father. "

Any other commandments

I should know?

Yeah. "Stay loose. "

- So is he for it? Does he approve?

- What do you think?

- I won't allow it, do you get me?

- You're tilting at windmills, Phil.

Stop calling his father a windmill.

He's a distinguished citizen...

- Mr Cavilleri...

- Phil.

- I'll call his goddamn father.

- It won't do any good, goddammit!

- Don't use profanity in this house.

- You do.

- What will he think?

- That you've gone mad.

Because I won't allow a parent

to reject a child?

- Mr Cavilleri...

- Phil.

Phil, sir... I reject him, too!

Don't talk like that. A father's love

is something to cherish and respect.

- It's a rare thing.

- Especially in my family.

- Let's get him on the phone.

- We have this cold line.

He'll thaw and melt. Believe me,

when it's time to go to church...

Let's get him on the phone.

- Please, Phil.

- What?

About the church bit...

Well, we're kind of negative on it.

I didn't necessarily mean

the Catholic Church.

You know that Jennifer is Catholic?

She may have told you that.

And her sainted mother

always dreamed of

the whole mass rigmarole,

but you're...

But God would bless this union

in any church.

- Phil?

- Yeah?

- About the God bit.

- Yeah?

- We're sort of negative about that, too.

- About God?

- About anybody's God?

- Neither of us believe.

And we won't be hypocrites.

If that's what you wish.

Just tell me who performs the wedding.

We do.

You mean to do it yourself?

That's... wonderful.

I mean, that's just... wonderful.

Do it yourself, huh?

I think that's just wonderful.

But, tell me, is it...?

What's the word?

- You mean "legal"?

- Is it?

Yes. One of the college chaplains

just sort of...

He presides over it,

and the couple address each other.

You mean the bride speaks, too?

- It's a new world, Philip.

- Oh, yeah. It's new, all right.

Ready?

- Amen.

- They haven't started, yet.

How will I know?

I've never been to a do-it-yourself.

Listen to the words they have chosen

to read on this occasion.

Amen.

The priest said "sacred".

- He's not a priest.

- He is to me.

"When our two souls stand up

erect and strong

"Face to face, silent,

drawing nigh and nigher

"Until the lengthening wings

break into fire at either curved point,

"What bitter wrong

can the earth do to us

"That we should not

long be here contented?

"Think! In mounting higher,

the angels would press on us

"And aspire to drop some golden orb

of perfect song

"Into our deep, dear silence

"Let us stay rather on earth, Beloved,

"Where the unfit contrarious

moods of men recoil away

"And isolate pure spirits

"And permit a place

to stand and love in for a day

"With darkness and

the death-hour rounding it. "

"I give you my hand!

"I give you my love

more precious than money

"I give you myself

before preaching or law

"Will you give me yourself?

Will you come travel with me?

"Shall we stick by each other

as long as we live?"

I, Oliver Barrett,

take you, Jennifer Cavilleri,

to be my wedded wife

from this day forward...

...to love and to cherish

till death do us part.

I, Jennifer Cavilleri,

take you, Oliver Barrett,

as my wedded husband

from this day forward,

to love and to cherish

till death do us part.

By the authority vested in me by

the Commonwealth of Massachusetts,

I pronounce you man and wife.

Now I'm being kept.

- You won't like it.

- I already do.

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