Angela: I've been kissed three times. No, four times. No, three times. All of them were people I never saw again, which I hope doesn't, like, mean something. One was the counselor at the YMCA camp. Except he already had a girlfriend. One was this usher at my mother's cousin's wedding two years ago. The wedding was in Milwaukee. We stayed over at a motor lodge with a heated pool. It was a double ring ceremony. He was staring at me all through the ceremony. Later, I found out he only kissed me because he lost a bet. The third kiss is the hardest to describe. It was this guy I met on the beach last summer. It was labor day. It was the day I swam out too far. That was the most exciting one, except it may not count as an actual kiss since I was kind of unconscious. I've never had an actual boyfriend. I don't know if that's normal or not.
Angela: I just don't want to look like I'm throwing myself at him.
Angela: Jordan Catalano? At Brian Krakow's house? It's like against nature or something.
Brian: Hey Cherski. So, by the way, Chase is coming over tomorrow night to, you know, compile data.
Sharon: So?
Brian: So, she's coming over. So, to help me. So, that obviously proves that...
Sharon: What?
Brian: That you were obviously wrong about the whole situation.
Sharon: Right. I was wrong Krakow. Keep telling yourself that.
Angela: I can't take this. I feel sick.
Rayanne: Look, I was there.
Rickie: And I was practically there from hearing it so many times.
Rayanne: And he is definitely semi-interested.
Angela: So you think he...
Rayanne: I think part of him is partly interested in you. Definitely. I mean, he's got other things on his mind.
Angela: But that's the part that's so unfair. I have nothing else on my mind. How come I have to be the one sitting around analyzing him in like microscopic detail, and he gets to be the one with other things on his mind.
Rickie: That is deep.
Patty: Angela told Brian Krakow that she would help him with some kind of science experiment at his house. Apparently there's a... a mouse involved.
Graham: Can't they bring the mouse here?
Patty: I don't think she wants Danielle around from the look on her face. I think she has a crush.
Graham: On Brian Krakow?
Patty: She could do a lot worse. I like Brian. Don't you?
Graham: Until a few seconds ago.
(Patty walks out into the hall where Angela stands with her toothbrush)
Patty: (singing) La da dee da dum...
Angela: Mom, can I go? (Patty starts to dance with Angela) Mom.
Danielle: Mom, stop singing.
Patty: Ya da... I know, I'm not allowed to sing, I'm not allowed to dance. Amish mom.
Angela: Mom, can I go to Brian's yes or no?
Patty: Just be back by 9:30. So, wait, um, seriously, should I? Cut my hair. I mean, pretend I'm not your mom.
Angela: Mom. I can't pretend that.
Rickie: She's not saying that she...
Angela: I'm not saying... See there's thinking about him, right? Which is what I do. All the time. Like this...
Rickie: Obsession.
Rayanne: Right. So?
Angela: So, It keeps me going or something. Like I need it just to get through the day. It... It's just...
Rickie: It's an obsession.
Angela: Right. And, and if you make it real, it's it's not the same. It's not, it's not yours anymore. I don't know, maybe I'd rather have the fantasy than even him.
Angela: So, I have the money. So, you have my ID, right?
Jordan: Yeah.
Angela: So, this is your car?
Jordan: Get in.
Angela: I... I... I can't... go anywhere... I mean, I should stay here... Uh, it's a long story...
Jordan: I didn't say go anywhere.
Angela: Oh. Ok.
Angela(voiceover): What's amazing is when you can feel your life going somewhere. Like your life just figured out how to get good. Like, that second.
(Jordan takes ID out of glove compartment and gives it to Angela.)
Angela: Wow, it looks real. Why does... (He kisses her, she pushes him away)Hey. I'm s- I'm sorry, I just...
Jordan: No...
Angela: I just... I was talking.
Jordan: No... Whatever.
Angela: So how come... (He kisses her again, she shoves him hard.) Quit it! I mean, you have to work up to that. I don't open that wide at the dentist.
Jordan: How old are you?
Angela: I don't believe this. What is your point? Fifteen.
Jordan: You act younger.
Angela: First of all, you don't know me well enough to say how old I seem, and second...
Jordan: You talk a lot.
Angela: I've said, like eight sentences to you in my entire life.
Jordan: This whole day has been one long thing that makes no sense.
Angela(voiceover): We both stopped talking. Part of his sleeve was touching my
arm. I don't know if he knew. Then everything started to seem perfect, for some reason. The feel of his shirt against my elbow. The fact that I still had an elbow. It was the perfect moment for him to kiss me... For him to anything me.
(Jordan leans close to her... Reaches over... And opens the passenger door.)
Jordan: Well, I gotta go, so....later.
Angela(voiceover): I could have killed him.
