Pretty In Pink

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Daddy, it's 7.30!

Daddy, it's 7.30!

Daddy, wake up!

Morning, Daddy. Come on, wake up!

Wake up! Come on, wake up.

- There's your coffee right there.

- Where am I?

Here, I want you to drink this.

Then take a shower and get dressed.

Your clothes are there.

Then I want you to see the woman

about the job. Today. You promised.

I know. What would I do without

you nagging me all the time?

You really want me to answer that?

Yeah, I've been gettin' in kinda late

lately. We haven't had a chance to talk.

Don't worry about it.

There hasn't been a lot to say.

- Is everything all right with you?

- Yeah.

- Is school good?

- No, but it never is.

- Have you been asked to the prom?

- No. Not yet.

When was the last time

I told you how beautiful you are?

About yesterday.

- Turn around.

- What?

You know what. Let me see this outfit.

- Is this your latest creation?

- This is it.

My God, what did that cost you?

About $15 for the shoes, second-hand,

and I made the rest.

Unbelievable.

I was thinking maybe that

you could do something with this.

- Maybe put some ruffles here...

- Come on, get up!

Really, I mean it.

This means a lot to me.

I am perfectly happy

with what I'm doing.

Perfectly happy with part-time work?

- No. That's why I'm getting up.

- OK. I'll make you some breakfast.

I'm up.

- Hi, Blane.

- Hi, Kate. How you doin'?

- Fine. How are you?

- Good.

Morning! Welcome to another day

of higher education.

- Hi, Duckie. How are you?

- Not bad, considering I'm in this dump.

This is a really volcanic

ensemble you're wearing.

- Volcanic?

- You know, hot, dangerous...

- Are you going to class today?

- I don't know if I'm emotionally ready.

Go for it. It's virtually painless.

- I gotta go. I'll see you at lunch.

- OK.

I'll call the cafeteria and make

a reservation - two by the window.

Sure.

No, you don't like to sit in the sun.

OK, something else.

Listen, may I admire you again today?

Ladies. I may be able

to work out a deal

where either one or the both of you

could be pregnant by the holidays.

Some argue that the New Deal

saved the capitalist system.

There's evidence that

the Roosevelt administration

was trying to avoid

excessive governmental power,

rather than implant socialism.

In his first act as president,

Mr Roosevelt enacted

the Emergency Banking Act,

and he refused

to consider nationalisation.

Where'd you get your clothes?

Five-and-dime store? Attractive!

Is there a problem, ladies?

- No.

- No.

Andie, is there something going on

between you and these ladies?

No, not that I'm aware of.

I'd like to apologise on behalf

of Miss Strombley and Miss Henson.

They will be thinking of you tonight

as they write a summary of the

chapters that we've just covered.

Great!

- Excuse me.

- Yeah?

There's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine.

Can you just forget about the chapter?

- Yes?

- We'll take the chapter.

Fine. Let's go on.

The Emergency Banking Act.

I'll see you guys later.

Andie, you look ravishing.

So we graduate in a month.

When are you and I gonna

get together and do something?

Try never.

- I'm talking about more than sex here.

- No, you're not.

I've liked you for four years

and you treat me like sh*t.

I don't understand that.

What's your problem?

Can you get off of my car?

I've been out with a lot

of girls at this school.

- What makes you so different?

- I have some taste.

You're a b*tch.

You oughta see a doctor. That condition

of yours could get a lot worse.

Applause, applause, applause.

This is beautiful. It's so...

modern.

I mean, is this fab or what?

It's great.

- I'm very, very good at this.

- I know.

It's such a waste that I own

a lowly little retail outfit.

- No, not if you're good at it.

- I'm good in bed. Should I be a whore?

It's great.

- Did you say you went to your prom?

- Yeah, sure.

- Was it terrible?

- It was the worst.

But it's supposed to be.

But you have to go, right?

You don't have to.

I mean, it's not a requirement.

A girlfriend of mine didn't go to hers.

Once in a while she gets a terrible

feeling, like something is missing.

She checks her purse and her keys,

she counts her kids, she goes crazy.

And then she realises that...

nothing is missing.

She decided it was side effects

from skipping the prom.

I don't know. Part of me says

just go and get it over with,

and this other part says it's a stupid

tradition and what's the point?

Well, you know...

You could say that life itself

is a stupid tradition.

Don't analyse it. Just go.

Put that back!

- You missed my eye by an inch!

- Half an inch.

This ain't the public library, lightfingers!

I'll get it!

Trax. What do you want?

Tyrone, you blow.

Yeah, I'm workin'. Leave me alone.

That's thrilling!

I cook for you, I do your laundry,

I sleep with you,

now you want a ride to work?

Grow up!

Take the bus...

How you doin'?

- Fine.

- Good.

- Can I help you?

- Yeah.

- Can I get your opinion on something?

- Maybe.

Maybe.

This any good?

It's hot. White hot.

Good, I'll take it.

OK. That'd be cash or charge?

American Express

Platinum Card, maybe?

Cash.

You know, every time you go

to the john, you lose IQ points.

It's Walter Mondale.

- Just 7.50. There's your change.

- Thanks.

- I don't need a bag.

- No?

- Thanks.

- Enjoy it.

Bondage has no place in my life.

Since when?

Since I spent the night tied up

in the back seat of your car!

- Jena.

- Yeah?

Would you ever consider going out

with somebody that had money?

I don't think it makes

a difference. I mean...

It's material.

Simon! Simon!

What would you do if your father

came home a rich man?

- Kiss his ass.

- See?

- See what?

- What Simon just said.

What...

What are you gettin' at?

Are you goin' out with a rich guy?

- I gotta go.

- Hey, you didn't answer my question.

- No.

- Good.

Simon, it's been stimulating.

- How long have I been coming here?

- I dunno. A couple of years.

- OK, so we're buddies, we're close.

- Yeah. Very pally.

OK! So how many times

have you let me in?

- I never let you in. You know that.

- You see what I'm sayin'?

- I dunno. What are you sayin'?

- My girlfriend is in there and I'm here...

Well, she's a girl and she's my friend,

so she's a girl friend.

But she's in there and I'm out here!

You're a sensitive, sexually potent guy.

- You gotta know how that hurts!

- Let me ask you a question, seriously.

Why does she come here,

knowing I don't let you in?

- Think about it.

- I don't know.

Anyway, my advice to you is...

dump her, lose her.

You don't need that.

You see what I'm sayin'?

You see the point I'm tryin' to make?

Love's a b*tch, Duck. Love's a b*tch.

- Ain't it the truth?

- It's the truth.

- High five.

- All right!

Wanna try a cigarette?

Let me ask you a personal question.

If you worship the Duck, why not

hang out somewhere he could get in?

Nice Dice Man! Say hello to the wife

and kids. You know what I'm sayin'?

He's dyslexic. He gets everything

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