Pretty In Pink Page #5

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What, home?

- Hey, you wanna go to my house?

- No, thanks.

- You wanna eat?

- No.

What do you wanna do? Anything.

Why don't you just drop me off at Trax...

- Trax?

- It's real close to home.

- It's late. I'll just drop you home.

- I have something I have to do there.

Now? It's late.

You wanna go home, I'll drop you home.

- I don't want you to take me home.

- OK, let's go out. Anything you want.

- I don't wanna go out.

- And you don't wanna go home.

- What do you wanna do?

- I don't want you to take me home.

I'm missing something.

I don't understand...

- Wait a minute. Don't walk away.

- Don't! I just don't want...

- Don't you understand?

- No, I don't.

Listen to me.

I don't want you to take me home.

OK. Why? What is the problem?

Because I don't want you

to see where I live, OK?

- What?

- I'm sorry. Forget it.

Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry for bumming out

the night for you.

You didn't bum out anything.

I had a great time.

- You liar.

- I was with you. I had a great time.

If I was in a Turkish prison,

I'd have a great time with you.

I don't know. It's just too weird for me.

Maybe this shouldn't happen.

What - you and me?

Well, maybe it doesn't happen all the

time, but it doesn't mean it isn't right.

Doesn't mean we can't try.

Feel any better

if I asked you to the prom?

I know the prom's kinda lame, so if

you don't wanna go, it's no big deal...

Hey! What?

It happened. He asked me.

- And?

- I accepted.

Well, congratulations.

No more moping around the house

waiting for the telephone to ring.

So, are you in love?

- Yeah, I think I am.

- Well, who is this guy?

His name's Blane, and he's a senior.

He's so beautiful.

He's a richie.

- A what-ie?

- A richie. It's kinda stupid.

It's just his family has a lot of money.

- Well, is that a problem?

- I don't know, it's just weird.

His friends have a lot of money

and he has a lot of money.

He drives a BMW.

I just... I don't know... I'm not

really sure if they're gonna accept me.

What does that mean?

You like him, he likes you.

What his friends think

shouldn't make a difference.

Yeah, but it's my friends too.

It's everybody.

I'm just not real secure about it.

Well, so take the heat.

You like him, he likes you.

It's worth it.

- Is it?

- Well, isn't it?

You're right.

- I'm just overreacting, aren't I?

- Not necessarily.

I mean, a good kiss

can scramble anybody's brain.

Look, just don't worry about it.

Wait and see how you feel tomorrow.

- Good night.

- Good night. Thanks.

That's my baby.

Honey?

Wait a minute.

Could I ask you something?

Yeah.

Sometimes I feel a little sorry

that I'm the one you have

to talk to about these things.

I'm not. She couldn't have

said it any better than you.

- I mean it.

- Good night.

OK, make my day.

I want all the gory details.

The mingling breath, the pounding

heart, the steamy windows.

I want the whole scoop.

I hate to disappoint you,

but nothing happened.

Nothing?

Well, not nothing. I mean, I kissed him.

- Anywhere interesting?

- Please!

So...

does he have strong lips?

- How can you tell?

- Did you feel it in your knees?

- I felt it everywhere.

- Strong lips.

Talk about lips!

I'm old enough to be his mother, but

when the Duck laid that kiss on me,

I swear to God,

my thighs just went up in flames.

He must practise

on melons or something.

Is this your prom dress?

- Believe it or not.

- It's great.

- It's silly.

- It's a great material.

You know, I'm going.

To the prom.

- Stop it!

- No, I am.

Last night he asked me,

and, I don't know, I said yes.

It seems really weird.

But it might be kinda fun.

You were here for 15 minutes

and you didn't even tell me!

I really, really wanted to go.

You lucky girl.

Isn't that a dreamy dress?

- Iona, I have to go.

- Will you hold me till this song's over?

But I have to leave.

Why can't we start old

and get younger?

I envy you. I really envy you!

Lona, you're gonna OD on nostalgia.

I love The Big Chill.

- I love this dress.

- It's a great dress.

Yeah.

My mother bought it for me.

God, she was so happy.

It was the first and last time

I ever looked normal.

I mean, relatively speaking.

Would have been a fairy tale if my date

hadn't been the only one there with a...

wife and two kids.

You wanna try it on?

I bet it'd look great on you!

I mean, your butt is

I used to have a great butt. I did, I loved

my butt! I wish I had photographs of it.

- You wanna try this on?

- No, not right now.

Oh, yeah, you gotta go. I know, I know.

I gotta get ready myself.

- You going out?

- Yeah. New guy.

Terrence. Owns a pet shop.

We'll see what happens.

- Give Mr Perfecto a squeeze for me.

- I will.

Listen.

If you see your little Duck Man, be kind.

He's nursin' some

fairly serious wounds.

- OK?

- OK.

- Bye-bye.

- Bye.

You know, we're goin' for sushi.

Do you think this is too much?

Bye.

I thought that was very

uncool of you last night.

- What?

- "What"!

- You mean Andie?

- Yeah, I mean Andie.

What's the big deal? I like her.

Matter of fact, I was pissed off

that you guys were so nasty to her.

It was way out of order

for you to foist her on the party.

Steff, you hear yourself?

You hear the same a**hole sh*t I hear?

- Do I have to spell it out for you, Blane?

- I guess so.

Nobody appreciates

your sense of humour.

In fact, everybody's

just about to puke from it.

If you got a hard-on for trash, don't

take care of it around us, pal, all right?

Right, buddy.

Listen, I don't need a lot of sh*t

on this one, Blane. I really don't.

- Money all that matters to you?

- Where the hell does that come from?

Look around. Would I treat my parents'

house like this if money was an issue?

Why are you doing this? Why don't

you just nail her and get it over with?

- Why get involved?

- Is there something wrong with that?

I just think it's stupid. It's pointless.

- Your parents, I think, will be thrilled!

- They have nothing to do with it.

I've seen your mother go to work

on you, Blane. It's vicious.

When Bill and Joyce finish with you,

you won't know whether

to sh*t or go sailing.

Listen, I'm getting really bored

with this conversation, Blane.

If you want your little piece

of low-grade ass, fine, take it.

But if you do,

you're not gonna have a friend.

- Is that right?

- Yeah, that's right.

If you wanna make

the choice, go ahead.

I personally wouldn't trash a friendship

over it, but I'm old-fashioned, so...

Why don't you take a shower?

You look like sh*t.

If two weeks ago

somebody told me I'd go out with you,

I never would have believed them.

- Why? I'm not all that bad.

- No. But...

What about me and you?

It's insane that somebody you've never

met or talked to can be your enemy.

Yep.

You shouldn't meet my parents, then.

OK.

Well, I mean, they're not ogres, but...

I think they still believe

in arranged marriages.

Corporate families

replace royal families.

I'm the crown prince

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