Pretty In Pink Page #4

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No. No way. Andie!

You've really pissed me off cos they

sh*t all over everybody, including you.

- I can't believe you'd be this stupid.

- I'm not gonna let anybody sh*t on me.

He's gonna use your ass and throw you

away. God, I would have died for you!

So what am I supposed to do?

He asked me out and I like him.

If I hate him because he's got money,

that's the same thing as them hating us

because we don't. Understand?

You can't do this and respect yourself.

- You can't.

- I'll make that decision, all right?

Sure, you can do what you want!

You're saying that

just because I'm going out with Blane.

Blane? His name is Blane?

That's a major appliance!

That's not a name!

Just because I'm going out with Blane

doesn't mean I can't be your friend.

- It doesn't change how I feel about you.

- That's very nice.

I'm glad. Here's the point, Andie.

I'm not particularly concerned

with whether or not you like me.

Cos I live to like you,

and I can't like you any more.

So when you get your heart splattered

all over hell and you feel low, and dirty,

don't look to me to help

pump you back up cos...

cos maybe for the first time

in your life, I won't be there.

I can't believe

you're actually saying this.

Well, I guess that's just tough sh*t.

- Sorry.

- Sorry.

- That guy in the store...

- He was a friend of mine.

I've known him since I was a kid.

He's a really nice guy.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, I like him a lot.

So, you wanna go home and change?

I already did.

- Sorry.

- That's OK.

So, where are we going?

You up for a party?

Yeah? No? Maybe?

No, I don't think so.

- Why?

- Why?

- They're my friends. It's OK.

- Your friends.

I wouldn't go

if I didn't think they'd accept you.

Can't we go somewhere else?

Andie, I like you. I think you like me.

We know a lot of bullshit goes on,

but if you're above it, I am.

If we want to make anything out of this,

we gotta deal with it, right?

- Yeah.

- Come on, I got as much to lose as you.

We can go out with your friends if you

want. We could go crawl under a rock.

Anything you want. The choice is yours.

- We could go hang-gliding.

- I've never been hang-gliding.

Well, there's a first for everything.

If it's a bad time, we leave.

- Hi, Blane.

- Hey, Eddie.

Aren't you the girl in my art class?

Nice pearls.

This isn't a dinner party, honey.

Watch it.

- Hey, Blane. How you doin'?

- Hey, Kev, what's up?

I can't believe I actually

associate with these people.

I can't believe that I'm actually here.

- Pretty bad, yeah?

- Yeah, it's pretty bad.

I'm sorry.

Let's go upstairs, huh?

Come on.

I didn't come here to get you off.

That was not my idea.

That's not what I meant.

I haven't even tried to kiss you, have I?

Look, it's quieter up there, OK?

Come on. These hands will remain

in these pockets, I swear to God.

Look at me here. Come on.

I'm utterly defenceless.

And utterly foolish. Come on.

- What do you think of these carpets?

- They're fab.

This is gonna be great.

- Hey, Blane.

- Steff.

- How you doin'?

- All right.

- I'll get another room.

- No, come on in.

I'm just watching some 'toons here.

Who you got with you here, Blane?

Andie, this is Steff. Steff, Andie.

It's very nice to meet you, Andie.

Listen, you wanna come sit down?

Or you want the bed?

No! No, we're fine.

Come and have a drink.

Can I get you something?

This is my last serious party

of my high school career.

Hope you guys are gonna tough it out

until Sunday when my folks get home.

I think this one may just finally

kill the old son of a b*tch, Blane.

Another giant step away from virginity.

You're a slut, aren't you, Benny?

Oh, my God.

- Am I having a nightmare?

- We got guests.

I know you. You're in my calculus class.

- Gym.

- Your name's Jim?

You are worthless, aren't you?

You and your friends gave me

a lot of sh*t the other day.

- Take it easy, Benny, huh?

- This is Steff's party, Blane.

- Don't tell me what to do.

- Steff...

You shouldn't be allowed

to invite just anybody.

Steff, she's gonna ruin my night.

- Shut up, Benny.

- You're a f*ggot, Blane.

OK, listen, Benny.

- Listen, why don't we just...

- Where are you going?

- Let's just leave them with the room...

- Why?

...and we will get you something to eat.

- You've got what I want.

...ribs or something.

Listen, you guys enjoy yourselves

and we'll see you later, maybe.

I doubt it.

- You all right?

- Fine.

You're an a**hole.

And I don't wanna know what you are.

I'm gonna take her to throw up

somewhere. Enjoy yourself, Blane.

They're kinda jerks when

they drink, huh? Bad idea.

Can you just get me out of here now?

Yeah.

I don't wanna take you home.

I'd like to be with you.

If not here, somewhere else.

Anywhere you want.

I'm sorry. What can I say?

I made a mistake.

I overestimated my friends. I'm sorry.

- What, do you wanna hit me?

- Yes, I do.

Be my guest.

You wanna know my thing?

If I really have it solid for a girl,

I'll ride by her house on my bike.

I'll do it, like, a hundred times in a day.

It's really... it's intense.

Do you ever park?

I'm kind of a drive-by kind of guy.

Do you want a drink?

- Yeah!

- Yeah?

- Coke.

- Coke? OK.

Give me your address.

I'll put you on my round.

OK, you're gonna have

to help me out here.

You know, some day that girl's

gonna realise just what she missed.

Come on, don't stop! Gimme more!

- Hi!

- Hi.

- Prince Charming wimp out?

- No. No, he's at the bar.

Duckie.

He's sulking.

He's not gonna ride his bike

past your house any more.

Duckie, you're being a real jerk.

How'd he get in here, anyway?

- I said he was my kid.

- How come you're here?

I've been trying to figure

that out all night.

- Sorry.

- Mom make this for you?

Yeah. Gross, huh?

Excuse me.

- Hi.

- There you go.

- You met lona, didn't you?

- Not formally. Hi. Blane.

And that's Duckie Dale

over there behind the glasses.

- Hi, Duckie.

- Phillip F Dale to you, scumwad.

So where have you guys been?

- A friend of mine was having a party.

- How adorable!

- Yeah. It was a little intense.

- You had an intense party?

- No, it was a friend of mine's, I said.

- Duckie, shut up.

- What's the problem?

- This is a classic piece of work here.

- Duckie, please!

- Phil.

Phil, I think you're making Andie

uncomfortable. Just knock it off.

I devoted my life to the girl and he

comes along and thinks he knows her.

You should call David Letterman.

He'd book you in a minute.

Phil, would you like us to leave?

Yes, very perceptive.

Come on.

Look at the manners on this guy!

This was a treat!

You're a great couple of kids, really.

I can't believe I actually felt bad

for you tonight, retarded little dwarf!

See you.

Nice meeting you. See ya later.

- Sorry.

- No problem.

- No problem.

- A**hole.

Blow me, buttwad. From you,

I'd take it as a compliment.

Andie! Yo!

You've been replaced.

I'm sorry.

Well, what now?

I gotta get up early.

Why don't we just forget it?

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