St. Elmo's Fire Page #7

I love her, man.

Give me a hand!

I got it! I got it!

- You all right?

- Super.

I'm going upstairs.

Somebody give me a hand!

Come on!

Oh, my God!

Honey, open the door.

It's so cold.

Noble how you ran up

to save your lover.

He's not my lover.

- Jules, listen...

- Bullshit!

I've never lied to you since the day

I met you, you cocky shithead!

- Alec!

- We all love you.

Help!

Open this goddamn door!

- Blowtorch?

- Give it to me.

- Do not hand that man a blowtorch.

- Put these on.

Open the door!

Did you hear me?

Open the door, or I'll bust it down!

I'm coming through this door!

You know I'm crazy enough to do it!

What's happening?

I'm going in.

Hi, Billy.

What's the big deal here?

You lost a job?

I've lost 20 of them since graduation.

Plus a wife and kid.

In a new development, a handful

of hair in the shower this morning.

That's better.

You know...

...this smells to me like

a little bit of self-created drama.

I should know. I've been

starring in a few of my own.

Do you know what I've been doing

every day since I got fired?

What?

I've been sitting in the hospital

with my step-monster.

We've had the best talks

we've ever had.

Of course, she's in a coma,

which really pisses me off.

Because all that time...

...I just waited...

...for one word from that woman...

...about why my father

hates me so much.

Jules, you know...

...honey, this isn't real.

You know what it is?

It's St. Elmo's fire.

The electric flashes of light that

appear in dark skies out of nowhere.

Sailors would guide entire journeys

by it. But there was no fire.

There wasn't even a St. Elmo.

They made it up...

...because they needed it

to keep going when things got tough.

Just like you're making up

all of this.

We're all going through this.

It's our time on the edge.

I'm just so tired.

I never thought I'd be so tired at 22.

I just don't even know

who to be anymore.

Join the club.

No one was buying this together-

woman-of-the-eighties stuff anyway.

And all this time I was afraid

you'd find out I wasn't fabulous.

It's cool.

All this time I was afraid

you'd find out I was irresponsible.

They're laughing.

The hysterical laughter heard...

...most frequently

from schizophrenic paranoids.

Set up my drafting table

so we can have coffee on it.

- Oh, baby.

- I love you.

And then what happened?

That was it.

We came out of the bedroom,

and then I shot her.

No, you did not.

You saved her life.

Oh, let's not be dramatic.

So when did you get so sane?

When I realized how insane I'd been

trying to be like Alec.

I'm not part of this

after-college life.

Careers. Marriage.

Felicia and Melody'll be

better off without me.

Did she get remarried already?

In about three or four weeks.

I was thinking of hanging

around and being...

...one of those

Ill-see-you-on-the-weekend dads.

That's not what Melody needs.

Besides, it'd confuse everybody.

You don't have to.

Come on, it's not even half of

what I owe you.

I'll get you the rest

once I get settled in New York.

If I can find someone who's

fool enough to let me play my sax.

Oh, they'll let you play.

You're really...

Talented, Billy.

You are.

This place is great.

You wanna know what's great?

Last night, I woke up...

...to make myself a peanut

butter and jelly sandwich.

And you know, it was my kitchen,

and it was my refrigerator...

...and it was my apartment...

...and it was the best peanut butter

and jelly sandwich...

...I've had in my entire life.

You're really going, huh?

You still a virgin?

Why is my sexual status

so important to you?

Have I abused our relationship

too much...

...or could I be so bold as to ask you

for a going-away present?

Oh, God.

Good luck.

You're gonna be okay.

So are you.

Forgive me for not getting intimate.

Here. Long ride.

- You shouldn't have.

- I know.

You're beautiful. Never shave.

Don't go changing to please me.

Bye.

Don't let her go.

Go get out of hand.

I'm gonna keep in touch.

No, you will not.

I can't remember

who met who first...

... or who fell in love

with who first.

All I can remember is

the seven of us always together.

And I've made a decision.

I think...

...I have to be

by myself for a while.

I thought I was

the miracle of your life.

I thought I was the miracle.

I love you both.

I'm gonna try life

without any miracles for a while.

I hope we can still be friends.

- Sure.

- Sure.

Let's kill her.

Do you want to go in

and get a drink?

- I gotta be at work early tomorrow.

- Me too.

- I need to find a job tomorrow.

- Me too.

How about brunch Sunday?

That sounds good.

So we meet here around 12:30?

Why don't we go to Hoolihan's?

Not so noisy.

Not so many kids.

- Great.

- Sunday, 12:
30.

Guess what?

You guys will never believe it.

I found out that it only costs

$250 to bury a cat.

So I figured, why don't I just put

my step-monster into a large cat suit?

GELULA and CO., INC.

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