School Ties Page #3

You move as well on the floor as the field.

- Sally Wheeler, David Greene. - Dillon!

- I'll be back in a minute. - No rush.

- I saw you dancing. - I saw you dancing, too. With Dillon.

- Dillon's a great guy. - He's fun.

Yeah.

Do you think he'll go to Harvard?

Is that what you do in your spare time? Worry about Dillon?

I don't have any spare time.

This is a great song.

- Would you like to dance? - Yeah, I would.

Are you two going steady?

No. Our families share some woods,

so we've known each other since we were five.

We're thrown together a lot,

so everybody thinks we go steady, but they're wrong.

I know how it is. My family shares some woods in Pennsylvania.

With 300,000 other people.

You must think I'm a spoiled brat.

I think you're so pretty.

- I must sound like a real nosebleed. - No.

- Don't tell your roommate. - How do you know her?

I don't. I just don't want her to know.

- You're pretty, too. - Thanks for taking care of my girl.

Try the punch.

Maybe he won't show.

- I'm going to puke. My stomach hurts. - You'll be OK.

25% of the grade! That's crazy. That's just not right.

- I wonder who he'll call on first. - Take a guess.

It all comes down to this one day. Jesus!

- It doesn't. You're worked up. - My mouth's all dried out.

Sh*t! I can't do this!

- That a**hole Cleary! - Sadistic shiteater!

- Mac was doing all right. - Will he be OK?

- Let him alone. He'll be OK. - Poor bastard. He really took it.

David, your sister's on the phone.

- Hello, Sarah, what's up? - I didn't know you had a sister!

- Who is this? - Sally Wheeler.

- Hi. Where are you? - At school, at the dorm.

- Are you studying? - Yeah. Chemistry.

- I hate Chemistry. - Me, too.

- You ever go to Skip's Diner? - Skip's Diner?

- Seen McGivern? - Hold on... Haven't you?

Not since French class. Where the hell is he?

- Check with Dillon and Van Kelt. - All right. See you later.

- Hi... Skip's Diner? - Yeah, it's in town.

Kind of a hang-out.

I thought if you weren't doing anything tomorrow, we could go.

- What time? - Ten o'clock?

He hasn't shown up. I'm going to go look for him.

Lights out!

McGivern! Mac! Come on, Mac, buddy! Where are you?

Mac!

- Hold on, I'll get the lights. - McGivern?

Mac?

- McGiv! - Mac!

- Let's tell somebody. - Maybe he's drunk.

- Mac never drinks. - Do you think he went home?

- He would have said something. - Isn't that French class?

Come on, let's go.

- Mac! - McGiv?

Come on. Hey!

Hey! Get some help.

Shh... Shh... It's OK.

Gentlemen, please! Please, gentlemen, go back to bed. Please.

You did this! You did this!

You rode him until he broke!

David, walk away! Just walk away!

You wouldn't let up, would you? You did this!

- Come on! - I'll get you, Cleary! All right?

That was horrible.

But David, you can't go after a teacher like that here.

It's the end if you do.

My friends back home wouldn't believe this.

Over a failing grade in French!

Good grades. The right schools, colleges, connections.

Those are the keys to the kingdom.

None of us goes off and lives by his wits.

We do what they tell us and they give us the good life.

Goddamn hope we like it when we get it!

- What will happen to Mac? - He's not coming back.

Man! I've heard of nervous breakdowns,

but I always thought it happened to women who were 40 years old.

Not to a kid my age.

When I was a sophomore, there was this senior, William Whitton.

- He hung himself in the gym. - Why?

- He didn't get into Harvard. - Sh*t!

- Yeah. - I want to go to Harvard.

I'll be goddamned if I croak myself if I don't.

I envy you.

Me? Why?

Because if you get what you want, you'll deserve it.

And if you don't, you'll manage.

You don't have to live up to anybody else's expectations.

That's what draws people, not that you're quarterback.

You're the most popular guy on campus.

If my name weren't Dillon, it would be different.

- Bullshit. - David, don't forget my name's Dillon.

Son of Grayson Jr, brother of Grayson III.

I'm a Dillon, a part of those right connections.

People don't care about that.

You'll see.

Evening, sir.

Evening, sir.

- You don't smoke? - No, I tried it, but it didn't take.

You're too good. Is that to impress the mothers?

- What mothers? - Of all your girlfriends.

No, too many to try.

We were talking about Saturdays in Scranton.

Oh, yeah. Garbage day.

We had to haul our trash to the dump.

Don't knock it.

One day, my father and I see two guys.

One of them's got a rope around his waist

and his buddy is lowering him into the pit.

- What for? - They were scavenging for tin cans.

- Who'd do that? - That's what I said.

And my dad gave me this long, hard look

and he said, "Davey, it's an honest living."

I never forgot that.

- You're different from the other boys. - How?

The others, like Dillon, you know everything about them in two minutes.

- But you... - Four minutes, easy.

You have a serious side.

Let's go. Move it. Move it, move it!

- Wait. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Night, David. - Can I call you?

You'd better!

- We'll finish off St Luke's. - I'll drink to that. It's about time.

Don't inspire me to increase my bet. You can't beat St Luke's.

This year is different. You haven't seen our secret weapon.

Hey, hello, hello! Mom, Dad, Gray, this is David Greene.

How do you do? Pleased to meet you.

Mr and Mrs Wheeler. David Greene.

- Pleased to meet you. - You've met Sally.

- Hello, Sally. - Hi.

- Are we going to punish St Luke's? - Severely, sir.

- Stop eating! You'll be playing soon. - I'm hungry.

- Poor Wheeler attended St Luke's. - Your winning streak's over.

- Not today. - Join us for dinner?

- Sure. Thank you. - Remember, loser pays.

All right, you're on.

- We should get back. - Yeah. See you later.

- Bye-bye. - Nice to meet you.

- He's very cute. - Yeah.

No, really, who found the boy?

He applied. Just like anybody else.

In the black Thunderbird,

St Matthew's oldest living alumnus, Franklin Benson, class of 1875.

Ladies and gentlemen, prior to the second half,

each year three alumni are named

to the St Matthew's Football Hall of Fame.

Until the announcement, nobody knows who will be named.

This year's inductees are, from the class of 1951,

the youngest member of the Hall of Fame,

quarterback Grayson Dillon III.

I don't believe it!

Grayson is currently attending Harvard and plays football for the Crimson.

St Matt's ball, second and twelve on their own ten.

Set! One!

Chesty, fake off tackle right. Pass to the flat. Left to Reece, go!

Hey David, they're looking for a pass.

Give it to me on the right side. I can get the first down.

- Come on, my father's here. - All right.

David, fake over tackle right.

Left formation, Dillon takes it, right draw. On two. Ready?

One! Two! Three!

Oh, yeah! Show them!

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