My Tutor

Dummy... dummy... dummy...

C'mon, it's over.

Time to kick out the jams.

Summer time fun.

Dummy... dummy... dummy... dummy.

Quit it with the ball

peen hammer imitation.

Here's Bonnie.

- Where?

- There.

Hi, Bonnie!

Bobby, I've been looking for you.

You didn't sign my yearbook.

Same here.

Here you go.

"To the girl who's meant the most

to me all through high school.

Love, Bobby."

That's really sweet, Bobby.

I gotta go. I'll see you, okay?

What did she write?

"To the funniest guy in third

period study hall. Bonnie."

Very romantic.

Tonight's the night, fellas!

The sacrifice of the virgins.

Not so loud!

Time to go to the drug

store and get you fitted.

Eight o'clock.

Bravo, Bravo, let's go!

We're running late.

Not too much. She'll slide off.

C'mon. We're going to a whorehouse.

We're not getting married here.

What the hell you got in there?

These are the old

"Johnny Walker Black."

I stole it from my dad. The stuff's

so good he never drinks it.

Go ahead. It'll cool your nerves.

You know what this stuff.

Come on. Let's go. I wanna brush

my hair. Yeah. Later. Later.

This is it! This is it!

I don't know about this, guys.

My stomach doesn't feel

so good, you know.

- How about another night?

- I think you should go.

Oh, Billy.

For these two we have

the graduation present.

So? Which one is

your brother, Jack?

Right here, over here. That's me!

A real eager beaver.

For you we have Louisa.

First time up at the

plate, right, Jack?

Yes, but I'm out to win

rookie of the year.

And now for you,

we have something

very very special.

Anna-Maria.

Give me your hand, Jack.

Okey dokey.

- Up against the wall.

- All right.

There you go.

What's going on?

You'll see.

Oh, boy, this is gonna

be really wild.

- Now give me your other hand.

- All right.

Are you sure about this?

Maybe this is a little

advanced for me.

Don't worry. It'll Be wonderful.

You like it?

Are you ready, Jack?

Oh yes, I'm ready!

Oh my god!

So am I.

Come over here my little bambino.

Climb it up.

How does it feel?

Wonderful. But wouldn't it

be better if I was untied?

But your brother wanted you

to have the full treatment.

- Is it good?

- Oh. Yes.

Do you like surprises?

Oh yes.

Good.

This is wild.

Bambino wake up!

Wake up! Oooh!

Billy, what kind of weirdo did

you set me up with in there?

I almost got killed!

- Hey, I didn't know, alright?

- Yeah, yeah...

well, next time do a

little legwork, will you?

This is ridiculous.

I don't believe it.

You can't even get

laid in a whorehouse.

Did you have a good time?

Maria, Fruit. Salad. Lunch.

Rose bushes. Trim.

- Fruit. Salad. Lunch.

- Right.

- Aah, Manuel.

- Aaah, Rose bushes trim.

- Hi honey!

- Hi mom!

- where is dad mom?

- He is in the studies.

I am late for lunch.

Sit down, Bobby.

It's been quite a morning.

Mr. Simpson called from your school.

It seems that we've got a problem.

You flunked your French final

I've been on the phone to Yale...

They'll hold your place,

on one condition, that

you take a makeup exam.

The only catch is, you have to

do better than an eighty-fives.

I've already contacted

a language agency.

And as of tomorrow morning,

the best freelance French

teacher... in the city...

is going to be here.

She is gonna live here.

You will work... with her every day,

and I assure you... you are

going to pass that exam.

I don't mind telling you,

this is damn embarrassing.

Hello, Bobby. I'm Terry

Green, your French tutor.

We going to be working

together this summer.

- I suppose we have to start today.

- Tomorrow is soon enough.

It's too soon for me.

How about next week.

- Oh, I am Sorry.

- One day" summer vacation.

Terrific.

In addition, if you succeed

and Bobby passes...

there will be a final bonus

payment of ten thousand dollars.

That's quite a bonus.

I want you as committed

to this as I am.

Now, I'd like this part of our

bargain to be just between us.

I don't want Bobby to know.

Understand?

Yes.

He is under enough pressure

already. God knows he's been...

a great disappointment to me.

His attitude, his grades...

I had to pull quite a few strings

to get him into Yale. And now this.

What is so important about Yale?

Because I went there.

And being a Yalie was just about the

finest memory I ever had in my life.

- I want the same for Bobby.

- What does Bobby want?

He's too young to

know what he wants.

All I know is what I want and

that's for him to pass that exam.

Ok. The word ethua.

To be. Conjugation.

Bobby?

I hate this French crap.

Oui. You've got the picture.

I even hate French fries.

- Pommes frites.

- Yeah right. Pommes frites.

- Excellent pronunciation.

- Dumb luck.

Look, forget it. No way I'm

going to pass this exam.

We might as well just chuck it.

You pass. There isn't a student

made that I can't teach.

A little conceited, aren't you?

I'm very good.

What are you getting out of this?

A little money. A quiet place

to stay for a month or so.

Well how come you're not married?

Or have a boyfriend at least.

I don't think that's any

of your business, Bobby.

Hey, come on, give me a break.

I'm trying to learn about

life and love, here.

Okay. I had a

boyfriend, we broke up,

and I needed a place to stay.

Is that Okay?

Well, how come you broke up?

This is none of your business.

Can we please do work.

I can tell, you're gonna

work me hard this summer.

That's my job, ne'st pas?

Okay, now if this doesn't work

out. There is always Mexico.

You'd get it down there, for sure.

Oh no, I'm not going to Mexico.

You can catch all kinds

of diseases down there.

That's just if you drink

the water, you turkey.

- Yeah, same difference.

- There it is guys. Now be cool,

Remember I got you

covered, all right?

Oh boy. Oh boy.

She won't hurt you. No whips.

She promises.

Hey, Billy, I don't know about this.

Who wants to know. You guys are

about to get your lances waxed.

No big deal. Even when we

speak. Right at this second.

Millions of people are just

banging away like crazy.

These are facts of life.

That's kind of awesome thought.

Yeah, it is. Isn't it?

There she is... athletic?

I am on my break. Let's do it.

We'll be in the bar

across the street.

Save some for me!

I've only got ten minutes.

Ten minutes?

I got a Chrysler 'cause it

has the biggest back seat.

Nice.

- Aw sh*t!!

- What?

- It's my boyfriend.

- Your Boyfriend!?

Well... actually... we're

engaged to be married.

He hates when I do this.

The last guy he caught me with...

he dragged behind his bike in chains!

Oh don't worry,

it was only over dirt!

Sylvia.

Sylvia. Where is he?

I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna

tear out his eyeballs!

I'm gonna rip off his arm and

beat him to death with it.

I want that son of a b*tch!

There's the little prick!

Say your prayers, Boy.

You're about to meet Jesus.

That's not him! That's not him!

That's not him!

- It's not me! It's not me! It's not me!

- You sure?

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