Transcribed by: Sonja
(Seattle – Day)
Corey: (os) I don't feel anything.
DC: (os) Come on, it's graduation.
Corey: (os) Did you see what Mr. Carroll wrote in my yearbook? Well, he ridiculed me all year long, and then he writes, "You're a real live-wire, Love Mr. Carroll." Y'know, it's all so phoney.
DC: (os) He wants to leave things on a good note.
Corey: (os) Well, where Mr. Carroll uses the word 'love', I look for a new word.
(Three teenagers, one guy and two girls, are sitting around talking. The guy is Lloyd Dobler. The girls are Corey and DC. Corey holds a guitar in her hand.)
DC: Lloyd, she's being difficult.
Lloyd: I'm going to take out Diane Court again.
Corey: That's unlikely.
Lloyd: The movies are a good second date, you know, as a date?
Corey: But you never had a first date.
Lloyd: Yes I did- I sat across from her in a mall. We ate together. We ate, that's eating, sharing an important physical event.
Corey: That's not even a scam.
Lloyd: What's a scam?
Corey: Going out as friends.
DC: No it's not. A scam is lusting.
Lloyd & Corey: Then, what's a date?
DC: A date is pre-arrangement, with the possibility for love.
Corey: Then what's love?
Lloyd: I'm gonna call her.
Corey: Diane Court doesn't go out with guys like you. She's a brain.
DC: Trapped in the body of a game show hostess.
Corey: Diane Court does not realize how good-looking she is.
Lloyd: Sounds great to me, I'm going to call her, that's what's cool about her.
Corey: Brains stay with brains. The bomb could go off and their mutant genes would form the same cliques.
DC: I wouldn't get my hopes up Lloyd.
Corey: I'm sorry. It's just you're a really nice guy, and we don't want to see you get hurt.
Lloyd: I wanna get hurt!
(Highway – Car)
(A middle-aged man, Jim Court, is driving his daughter Diane to graduation.)
Diane: Well, it's almost over. We've gone to school together for three years... I might cut that part out.
Jim: Why? It's fine. It's nice.
(Lloyd takes a timed photo of himself in front of his car with his camera.)
(Diane sees a group of statues dressed in the gowns and mortarboards of her school, with balloons tied to them.)
(Lloyd is playing music on his car stereo. The tape goes funny, and he jams a piece of folded-up cardboard under the tape to hold it in place.)
Diane: Having taken a few courses at the university this year, I have glimpsed our future, and all I can say is... go back.
Jim: Ha! Go back! What a great line!
Diane: You like it?
Jim: Oh yeah!
Diane: I didn't think anyone would get it.
Jim: Oh no, no, it's... it's wonderful. It's... no, don't worry about it. You're very funny. Go back, that's great!
Diane: Alright, no more, I'm going to save it.
(It is graduation. Joe is on the stage singing ‘Greatest Love Of All’. He’s not really doing a great job. He finishes and everyone claps.)
Joe: I love you guys! Party at Valhere's, going to be great. Be there.
Principal: Thank-you Joe. (he motions for the audience to quiet down) Thank you. Thank-you Joe. Now it's time. I just can't introduce this person without saying 'History, Oceanography, Creative Writing, Biochemistry'. I think you know who I'm talking about. We're going to remember this student who said "Hey world, check me out." Giving a speech entitled 'Soaring Ahead', Miss Diane Court.
(Diane gets up and goes over to the podium.)
Diane: Thank-you. The real world.
Lloyd: Look at those eyes.
(Lloyd is listening intently. During the speech, we see the faces of many parents and students.)
Diane: We're all about to enter 'The Real World'. That's what everybody says. But most of us have been in the real world for a long time. But I have something to tell everybody. I've glimpsed our future, and all I can say is... 'Go Back'.
(There is silence from the crowd.)
Diane: Well, it's almost over. We've gone to school together for three years, and we've been through a lot. But with that training out of High School gone, what's going to happen to us? We all know what the answers are. We want to be happy, go to college, own a car, maybe raise a family. But what if that doesn't happen? I have, I have to be honest though, I have all the hope and ambition in the world. But when I think about the future, the truth is, I am really...scared.
(Wooded Area – Near the School)
(Lloyd is taking a photo of Corey, DC, and Mrs. Flood.)
Lloyd: Alright, get up on it. Yeah, alright.
(He takes the photo and hands the camera to Corey.)
Mrs. Flood: See you at home.
Mrs. Flood: Now do yourself and everyone who loves you a favor, and don't talk to Joe.
Corey: Mom! Mom!
Lloyd: Look at those eyes.
Corey: Lloyd, give it up.
Lloyd: Do me a favor; take a picture of me with her.
Lloyd: C'mon, just do it.
Corey: C'mon Lloyd.
Corey: That's just so embarrassing.
Corey: Alright. Alright, Okay, here.
(They walk closer to Diane and Mr. Court.)
Lloyd: Wait for me for when I get round to the front.
Corey: Okay, I got it.
Jim: Your graduation present is parked right over there.
(He points to a red car parked close by.)
Diane: Are you kidding, that?
(Diane points to the car just as Lloyd gets behind her. Corey takes the photo, and Lloyd moves away quickly.)
(Lloyd is making himself a sandwich. His sister Constance comes in with her son, Jason.)
Lloyd: Hey, sis.
Constance: I'm sorry. Sam had to do a new crown, and Jason had a sore throat. Your big graduation, and no one was there.
Lloyd: It's no problem. I called Mom and Dad in Germany; it's like they were there.
Constance: I hope you understand.
Lloyd: Hey, bad throat, huh J-man?
Lloyd: Yeah, you gotta go 'YEAH', strength. Poor little man.
(Lloyd turns the volume on the stereo.)
Constance: Why do you eat that stuff? There's no food in your food. Not too loud, the red line's there for a reason.
Lloyd: How do you know how to draw the red line anyway?
Constance: Because it's loud enough so the neighbors don't complain, that's how come I know.
Lloyd: Good thing there's not a red line on you, J-man. YEAH!
Lloyd: He's back. Hey my brother, can I borrow a copy of your 'Hey Soul Classics'?
Jason: No my brother, you have to go buy your own.
Lloyd: Hook up the jab, hook up the jab.
Constance: Why can't you be his uncle and not his playmate?
Lloyd: Jesus Christ. I get in a good mood. How hard is it just to decide to be in a good mood, and then be in a good mood?
Constance: Gee, it's easy.
Lloyd: Look, I'm really sorry that Mom and Dad made you take me in. Really. If it's such a big deal, I'll go. But remember this, it used to be fun. It used to be warped, twisted and hilarious, and I mean that in the best possible way, I mean it as a compliment. I mean, I'm sorry T-I-M left you. But I am not T-I-M.
Constance: I was hilarious once, wasn't I?
Constance: I still am.
Diane: Dad, you have to teach me to suture this weekend.
Jim: Okay, I promise I will. Just come here a minute, I want to show you something.
(Diane walks over to him. He is getting something out of a wooden box.)
Diane: What are you doing?
Jim: Well, since I'm not only your father, I'm also your friend; I had to get you two presents.
(He hands her a jewelry box.)
Diane: God, that's... this is ridiculous.
Jim: Now this is the only thing your mother ever gave me that I kept. Now it's yours. Go ahead, open it.
Diane: Oh god, I don't need all these presents. I don't know any kid who got a car, I mean... (she opens the box) Oh god! Wow, it's beautiful. (she lifts out a ring and puts it on)
Jim: They really applauded you today honey.
Diane: I was standing up there and looking at all the people, and I felt like they didn't know me. I mean, maybe I shouldn't have taken all those courses out of school, because everybody thinks I... forget it.
Jim: No, wait a minute. Everybody thinks you're what?
Diane: Everybody thinks I'm a priss.
Jim: Diane, in a million years, you could never be a... priss. It's all working out for you honey, don't you see? It's all working out, just like we planned. All the years of summer school, all the vacations you gave up, it's all working out just the way we planned...
Diane: Stop it, stop it, stop it.
Jim: I'm sorry.
Diane: I love you dad.
Jim: I love you too honey.
(Lloyd is doing a little kick-boxing. Jason is watching and imitating him. Lloyd holds the punching bag still for Jason to kick. Jason tries, but his foot only comes to the bottom of the bag. They go back into the house.)
Jason: Yah! Yah! Yah!
Constance: You're headed for day-care, buddy.
Lloyd: You're tough, J-man.
Constance: He's a mess!
(Lloyd picks up the telephone and walks away with it.)
Lloyd: I'll be in my office.
Constance: I just washed this shirt, didn't I?
(Lloyd goes into the bathroom with the phone.)
Jason: (os) Yeah!
Constance: (os) Please, not in my ear. Not in my ear.
(Lloyd picks up the phone and dials.)
Jim: (on phone) Jim Court?
Lloyd: Hello. May I please speak with Diane please?
Jim: Sorry, Diane isn't here at the moment.
Lloyd: Uh... okay... um...
Jim: (on phone) Is this the guy with the Mustang?
Jim: The guy with the Datsun?
Jim: The truck?
Lloyd: Uh, no, not really, no actually, basically, you don't know me. I'm a friend of your daughters; well I sat with her yesterday at the mall.
Lloyd: (on phone) I drive a blue Chevy Malibu. I don't know…
Lloyd: …I guess I'm pretty bad at this, but what I wanted to do is... could I please...
Jim: (on phone) Why don't I just get your phone number, that's usually how it works.
Lloyd: Oh. Okay then... Lloyd Dobler, 555-1342.
Lloyd: (on phone) 555-1342. 555-1342.
Jim: Okay, I'll give here the message.
Lloyd: Okay. She's really pretty great, isn't she?
Jim: (on phone) What?
Lloyd: She's really pretty great, isn't she?
Jim: Yeah, she is. Good luck.
Lloyd: Okay. Good afternoon. Goodbye.
(Jim hangs up the phone. But it rings immediately. He picks it up.)
Jim: Jim Court... no, this is her father. I'll take... (He reaches for the notepad.) What?... No, I didn't get the letter... yes... yes, right away... yes, thank-you, goodbye.
(Golden Seasons Nursing Home)
(This is Jim’s place of business. He drives up, gets out of the car, and runs up the front steps. He stops to chat briefly with an elderly man.)
Jim: Mr. Taylor, you are a vision in green! Here, let me mail this for you. You can trust a man who writes a letter everyday. (He takes the letter from him, and walks over to the front desk.) Is Diane here? I gotta talk to her.
Secretary: She's upstairs, Mr. Court.
(Jim walks into the kitchen. Diane is working in there with two other Nursing home workers.)
Jim: (to Diane) I gotta tell you this carefully. Jenny, Ben, could you do me a favor, just a couple of minutes? Great, won't be long, thanks. (He shuts all of the doors.)
Jim: I just had a phone call.
Diane: Tell me, is it bad news?
Jim: No, no, just listen. You won the Wreath fellowship.
Diane: Are you kidding? You're not kidding? You're not kidding!
Jim: You won it. You're going to study at the finest institute at England, the toughest fellowship in the country, and you won.
Diane: I won?
Jim: You're going to take a big step, a big leap, and before you do, I just want one thing from you, miss. You stand up straight and admit you're special.
(Diane sinks to the floor.)
Diane: God, I'll have to go on a plane.
Jim: We'll worry about that later. Now come on, tell me that you're special. (He helps her up.)
Diane: Don't do this to me. You're too good at making me nervous.
Jim: No, listen to me. You're the best in the country, don't you understand? It's like a pyramid. It starts out with everybody, and it narrows through your life and through everything, and all the hoopla and the competition narrows it down to one brilliant person who is so special that they celebrate you on two continents. And it's you. So tell me something, where's the flaw in that? There is no flaw.
(They hug each other.)
(Diane is home from work and she’s going over the messages that her father has taken for her while she’s been out.)
(Constance is on the phone.)
Constance: Hello? Yeah, just a second, Corey. Oh, sorry. Diane Court?
(Lloyd suddenly drops what he’s doing and runs over to the phone. Constance runs to the bathroom and shuts the door.)
Lloyd: No, no, don't go in there.
Constance: Forget it, forget it, it's mine, it's mine! Too bad!
(Jason is standing in the doorway. Lloyd sees him there.)
Lloyd: No noise, no sound, no movement, nothing! (Jason nods) Hello, Diane?
Diane: Hi. You called me?
Lloyd: Yeah. I read about your fellowship in the paper, and I'm very glad you called me back.
Diane: (on phone) Yeah?
Lloyd: Yeah. I just wanted to congratulate you on your scholarship to England, and I wanted to tell you that I thought your speech was really incredible.
Diane: Thank you very much.
Lloyd: Whoa, what a day, huh?
Diane: (on phone) Yeah. What a day.
Lloyd: Quick question - do you know who I am?
Diane: (on phone) Yes, we sat together at Bell's Square.
Lloyd: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You remember?
Diane: No, I read it on the message.
Lloyd: Okay, um, so it's Lloyd and... uh... uh... let's go out. Do you wanna go out?
Diane: Oh, thanks, but I'm busy.
Diane: (on phone) Yes. Things are pretty hectic right now, but thanks.
Lloyd: Are you busy on Friday?
Diane: Yeah, I have to help my father.
Lloyd: Are you busy on Saturday?
Diane: Saturday, I have some things to do around the house.
Lloyd: So you're monumentally busy?
Diane: Well, not monumentally.
Lloyd: What about tonight then, are you going to that party at Valhere's?
Diane: (on phone) Hmmm....
Lloyd: Look Diane, I'm sorry, but I can't allow you to leave the country without going to Valhere's graduation party. This gentleman, he's twenty-two, and he comes out of hiding once a year for this occasion, and he dresses up as the Lakeside rooster, and he…
Lloyd: (on phone) …and he makes this drink called the 'Purple Passion'.
Diane: Actually, I think that I...
Lloyd: Y'know, you're not in England yet, you know that of course, and by the way, I want to just tell you that I lived in England for a few months…
Lloyd: (on phone) …and my parents are in the army you know, so they live in England and Germany, and…
Lloyd: …I could give you an enormous amount of tips. Many tips. English tips.
Lloyd: No tips. I won't give you any tips of any kind.
Diane: I'll go.
Lloyd: Pardon me?
Diane: I'll go.
Lloyd: You will? Excellent, alright, this is great. You will, really?
Diane: I'll go.
Lloyd: Alright. This is really great. Alright, we're going out. It's a date. It's a scam. Whatever, whatever, alright, I'll pick you up at what, eight o' clock?
Lloyd: Eight. Eight o' clock.
(Diane hangs up the phone and then picks up her yearbook that’s lying nearby. She flips through it until she finds Lloyd’s picture. She looks up with a worried look on her face.)
Lloyd: (to Jason) Thanks, little man. (He picks Jason up and strums him like a guitar, then he holds him next to his punching bag.) Now, work that bag, work that bag J-man. Left hook, right hook, hook up the jab, straighten left hand. What do we love?
Lloyd: Work that jab, work that hook, work that jab, okay, take a break, take a break.
(Diane’s House – Night)
(Lloyd walks up the drive and knocks on the front door.)
Jim: Be right there.
(He opens the door for Lloyd.)
Lloyd: Hi. Lloyd Dobler, sir. Pleasure to meet you.
Jim: Hello Lloyd.
Lloyd: Hello. Heard about that graduation present. Really quite a car. Look, I know you're busy, you don't' have to retain me, but you can trust me. I'll tell you a couple of things about myself, I'm nineteen, been overseas for a couple of semesters, but now I'm back. I'm an athlete, so I rarely drink. Kickboxing. You heard of kickboxing, sport of the future? Don 'The Dragon' Wilson, Lenny [?] merciless, one of the champions of the sport? I can see by your face, no. My point is, you can relax because your daughter will be safe with me for the next seven to eight hours.
Jim: Fine Lloyd.
Lloyd: How ya doing? Is she around?
Jim: Yeah. Honey?
(Diane appears in a white dress, and walks towards them.)
Diane: Would you hold this for me?
(They head out. Jim watches them leave, a little unsure of Lloyd.)
Diane: (noticing a bag of something) What are these?
Lloyd: They're Bavarian Death style pretzels.
Diane: Oh. Um, would it be terrible if I wanted to go home early?
(Lloyd starts the car and the music comes blaring out of the speakers. He quickly turns the volume down and they head out.)
(By the time Lloyd and Diane arrive the party is in full swing.)
Girl: Oh my god! Hi Lloyd.
Lloyd: (to Diane) You okay? You want a drink?
(Several people say hello to Lloyd as he and Diane make their way to the backyard. Once they reach the backyard they spot Valhere mixing up his ‘purple passion’ drink.)
Valhere: It's gotta stay purple. All night. Hey Lloyd, how ya doin'?
Lloyd: You know Diane Court?
Valhere: Wow, man. Well. Listen man, I need you to be the keymaster. (he hands Lloyd a bag)
Lloyd: Oh, I was just going to...
Valhere: A very responsible young man you're out with tonight.
Lloyd: I was gonna...
Valhere: Thanks a lot Lloyd.
Lloyd: I was just going to kind of move around. (Valhere walks away.) Thanks.
Lloyd: Yeah, I have to judge who can drive home and who can't. I have to keep their keys.
Diane: So it's an honor?
(Mark rushes up to Lloyd pins him up against the wall.)
Mark: We finally graduated, big dude guy!
(A girl, Sheila, comes over to talk to Diane.)
Sheila: I'm so glad you came to this.
Mark: Here are my keys!
(Mark gives Lloyd a high-five with his keys in his hand.)
Lloyd: Ow! I wish you had done that without the keys in your hand, brother.
Sheila: Come with me, there are so many cute guys here, c'mon. (she and Diane walk off)
Lloyd: Let go of me!
Mark: I love you man.
Lloyd: I love you too.
(Mark wanders off and another guy walks up to Lloyd.)
Mike: Oh boy.
Mike: Mike Cameron, how you doing?
Mike: Mike Cameron. This is one fresh jam, huh?
Mike: Yeah, hey, oh god. Listen, I wanted to... I don't know you very well, you know, but I wanted to ask you, how did you get Diane Court to go out with you?
Lloyd: I called her up.
Mike: Yeah, but how come it worked? I mean like, what are you?
Lloyd: I'm Lloyd Dobler.
Mike: This is great, this gives me hope. Thanks.
Lloyd: Alright. Key?
(Living Room – Later)
(Corey is sitting on the couch with her guitar in hand. DC and Rebecca are sitting next to her.)
Corey: I wrote sixty-three songs this year. They're all about Joe, and I'm going to play every single one of them tonight.
Rebecca: I just saw Joe. He's here.
Corey: Well, you don't have to be so dramatic about it.
DC: You did try and kill yourself because of the guy.
Rebecca: What was it like after it happened? I've always wanted to know.
DC: She explained it all on 'Wake Up Seattle'. Where were you?
Corey: Stop! I am fine now, I am alright. All everybody does is ask me about it and I am fine... did Joe come with Mimi tonight?
(Lloyd is going around getting keys from everyone.)
Lloyd: Keys? Keys?
Guy: Alright, keymaster.
Lloyd: Right... hey, how ya doin'?
(A car pulls up in the driveway and a woman gets out.)
Miss Evans: Lloyd. Lloyd Dobler, I've got you.
Lloyd: How ya doin' Miss Evans?
Miss Evans: You missed every one of your career counselling sessions. Call me obsessive, compulsive, but let's do this right now.
Lloyd: No way.
Miss Evans: Lloyd.
(A couple walks by and they are fighting. Lloyd watches them walk off, not really paying attention to Miss Evans.)
Girl: Get away from me!
Guy: What did I do?
Girl: Don't even follow me. Leave me alone.
Miss Evans: Don't make this like a counsel, Lloyd. I got statistics I can show you, I got graphs I can show you. That's all the stuff I can show you, it all says the same thing. You have to decide on a career.
Lloyd: My dad's a lieutenant colonel in the army, he wants me to join, he wants to pull some strings. I mean, there's no possible way.
Miss Evans: We'll just make an appointment for you at Seattle Junior College.
Girl: (walking up to Lloyd) Are you the keymaster?
Lloyd: Yep. (he takes her keys) I'm not going to go to Seattle Junior College. I mean, I've gotta be honest with you, I'm not looking for that, I'm looking for something bigger, you know? I'm looking for a dare to be great situation.
Miss Evans: Lloyd, everybody in that party put something down on their record except you.
Lloyd: How many people really know what they want though? I mean, a lot of them think that they have to know, right? But inside, they don't really know, so, I don't know. But I know that I don't know.
Miss Evans: Hang tough, Lloyd.
(She hands him her keys and she goes into the house.)
Sheila: I know we were 'all too competitive' this year, but I just want to say that if it hadn't been for 'Diane Court', I probably wouldn't have gotten into Cornell, because you made me study twice as hard. So thanks.
Diane: You did the same for me.
Sheila: I did? Did you really come here with Lloyd Dobler? How did that ‘happen’?
Diane: He made me laugh.
(Diane looks up and spots Lloyd. When Lloyd realizes that he’s been spotted he walks away.)
(Den – Later)
(Diane is talking to her father on the phone. Two girls are standing in the doorway watching her.)
Diane: Yes... he's okay dad... you're welcome. I always call you, you know that... alright ... stop being so grateful... alright, I'll be home before dawn, okay? Bye. (She hangs up and walks over to the two girls.) Oh, would you guys sign my yearbook?
Girl1: Sure. Would you sign mine?
Girl2: Did you really have to call your dad?
Girl1: God, how nightmarish.
Diane: I promised.
Girl2: Is he going to wait up?
Girl1: Tell him nothing.
Girl1: I make sure I enter the house crying. He leaves me alone.
Girl2: I loved in your speech, when you said you were scared?
(A guy happens to be walking by in the hallway and he spots Diane.)
Guy: Lloyd Dobler, alright.
(Diane is walking around, she sees Lloyd, and walks away.)
(Corey is now playing her songs about Joe. Lloyd watches from the doorway.)
Corey: "He likes girls
With names like Ashley
(Joe and Mimi walk up behind Lloyd. Corey sees Joe and quickly stand up and stops playing.)
Mimi: I'll be in the kitchen, Joe. (walks off)
(Corey sits down and starts another song.)
Corey: "That'll never be me,
That'll never be me,
That'll never be, never be me, no.
That'll never be me,
That'll never be me,
That'll never be, never be me, no.
(Corey continues to sing as Joe makes to go over to her. Lloyd stops him.)
Lloyd: Joe. Joe. She's written sixty-five songs. They're all about you. They're all about pain.
Joe: So what's up?
Lloyd: Stop freaking with her head man. Just stop playing with her mind, you know? She's a human being. She's a person. She's very talented, you know.
Joe: Dude, why do you think I keep her tapes? They're going to be valuable some day.
Corey: (still singing) No. Never. No, never, ever, ever. Don't you ever think it!
(Mike is alone in the bathroom with a drink in each hand. He wanders over and looks at himself in the mirror.)
Mike: Oh my god.
(Time Lapse – Backyard)
(Diane and Corey are talking in front of the fountain.)
Corey: I mean, Joe was my first love, he was my first sex, and the whole time he was going out with Mimi. He'll never break up with her. If I see him, it's "Hi Joe, how are you?", and that is it. I'll be okay.
Diane: Don't' worry. He's at the other end of the house.
Corey: It's too bad more guys can't be like Lloyd.
Diane: He checks up on me, look.
(They both look over and spot Lloyd in the crowd watching Diane.)
Corey: I got some more songs to do.
(Time Lapse – Living Room)
(Corey is singing again.)
Corey: "Joe lies, Joe lies,
Joe lies, when he cries
When he cries."
(Diane is standing by herself. Lloyd goes over to talk to her.)
Lloyd: So we can finally talk?
(Valhere comes out to the center of the yard dressed as the Lakeside rooster, shouting into a megaphone.)
Valhere: 'Lakeside, Lakeside have no fear, how about another year?'
(All of the guests at the party jump him and begin to shred his costume. Feathers are flying everywhere.)
Diane: He does this every year?
Lloyd: It's the worst job since keymaster.
(Lloyd runs up to the crowd and jumps on Valhere.)
(Corey is getting some drinks out of the fridge, when Joe walks in.)
Corey: Hi Joe, how are you? I love you.
Joe: I love you too.
Corey: You invade my soul.
Joe: I want to get back together. Mimi's going to go to college, and I'm going to be alone, but I'm going to break up with her before she leaves. (they hug) Have sex with me.
Corey: No. Goodbye Joe. (she walks away)
(Time Lapse – Backyard)
(The party is definitely winding down. Most of the guests have left. Valhere looks around at the yard which is trashed.)
Valhere: You know, every year I throw this party, every year nobody helps me clear up. Why am I yelling?
Lloyd: I don't know.
Valhere: I don't know. Good on you man. Alright Lloyd.
Lloyd: Maybe we'll come by tomorrow, help you clear up or something.
Valhere: Diane, everybody loves that you showed up.
Diane: You're a great rooster. Sign this? (she holds out her yearbook)
Valhere: Okay. (he takes the book and turns away to write something down.)
(Corey comes up to them and puts her guitar case on the ground.)
Corey: So I'm single now, everything's changed. I hate it.
(Mark runs up and throws himself at Lloyd, knocking Lloyd to the ground.)
Mark: Give me my firebird keys!
Lloyd: You must chill! You must chill! I have hidden your keys. CHILL!
Mark: I love you man.
Lloyd: Alright, I love you too. Go to sleep.
Mark: We're full on buds.
Lloyd: Yeah, alright.
(Mark passes out.)
Corey: You are such a great person Lloyd. I'm a good person, but you are a great person.
Lloyd: Hang in there, man.
Lloyd: See you tomorrow.
Corey: See you. Bye. Bye Diane.
Diane: Bye bye.
(Corey walks off.)
Valhere: Hey, drive safe. (He gives Diane her yearbook back.)
Lloyd: I hereby surrender my duties as keymaster, give me a beer.
Valhere: Certainly. (he hands Lloyd a beer.)
Lloyd: I am happy to say that this bag is officially empty. (he turns the bag over and a set of keys falls out)
Valhere: The back bathroom. Let's go.
(Valhere, Diane and Lloyd cautiously open the bathroom door.)
Lloyd: Oh, look at this gentleman here.
(Mike is sitting on the floor next to the toilet. He doesn’t look very good.)
Mike: I gotta get home, gotta go home.
(Lloyd and Diane are seated in the front. Mike sits in the back.)
Mike: (burps) Ooop, excuse me.
Lloyd: How you doin', brother?
Mike: I don't really know where we are.
Radio DJ: I'm about to play you three hours of commercial free rock and roll as the soundtrack to this magical might.
(Shot of Lloyd driving around.)
Lloyd: Recognize anything yet? Anything?
(Time Lapse – Morning – Lloyd’s Car)
Radio DJ: Lord have mercy. Three hours of commercial free rock and roll. Good morning...
Mike: Hey, that's it, that's my house. I live there.
(Lloyd's car pulls up sharply outside.)
Lloyd: Have a good sleep.
Mike: Thanks a lot. You guys are the best. Give me a call or...
(Lloyd floors it and the car speeds away.)
Lloyd: Uh, did you... so what did they write in your book, what did they write to Diane Court?
Diane: (opening her yearbook) Alright, this is some of the things they wrote me; "Glad I finally met you", "You always seemed nice", "Wish I could have known you more"...
Lloyd: Mine say stuff like "Lloyd, see you around maybe".
Diane: Nobody knew me before tonight.
Lloyd: They knew of you. Now they know you.
Diane: Yeah, but I feel like I fit in for the first time, you know? Like I just held them far away from me, and they did the same to me.
Lloyd: That's cool then.
Diane: Yeah. I'm so glad we did this.
(Diane and Lloyd come out with drinks in their hands.)
Diane: We can walk from here.
Lloyd: It's just you and your dad, right?
Diane: Yeah, but that's an old story, you don't want to hear it.
Lloyd: Sure I do.
Diane: Well, my parents split up when I was thirteen, and... god, I actually had to... I went into court and I had to choose between the two of them. So I chose my dad. It just felt safer that way, you know?
Lloyd: Watch out for that glass. (He motions to some glass, sweeps it out of the way with his foot, and then leads Diane around it.)
Diane: Thanks. But either way it still feels...
Diane: You know what?
Diane: You're a great date. I've never really gone out with someone as basic as you.
Lloyd: Basic. Hmmm.
Diane: So what's your job this summer?
Lloyd: Job? Being a great date.
Diane: No, I'm serious.
Lloyd: So am I. I want to see you again. I want to see you as much as I can before you leave. I said it.
Diane: I only have something like sixteen weeks.
Lloyd: Sixteen weeks is a long time.
Diane: Then call me tomorrow.
Lloyd: Today is tomorrow.
Diane: Then call me later.
(They stop outside Diane's house. Diane runs up to Lloyd and hugs him.)
Lloyd: Oh. I'll call you later.
(Diane walks in the front door. Her father is waiting for her.)
Jim: Morning honey.
Diane: Dad, I'm so glad I went. Goodnight.
Jim: Wait a minute. How was Lloyd?
Diane: Lloyd was such a gentleman. He was funny and nervous and strange, and I met people that I never would have met before, then I blew it. I called him basic. Can you believe I did that?
Jim: (glances out the window) Well, I don't think he's really been embarrassed by it.
(They walk to the window. Lloyd is dancing in the street.)
(Corey, DC and Rebecca are sitting around talking.)
Corey: Lloyd is doomed.
Corey: Meaning that she made the second date a family audition, which is the kiss of death for Lloyd.
Corey: It's too much pressure, it's not his crowd.
Rebecca: What is wrong with this girl?
DC: I told him to be himself.
Corey: He's got that nervous talking thing. I told him not to speak.
Rebecca: Hey, I know this is a strange thing to say, but maybe Diane Court really likes Lloyd.
Corey: If you were Diane Court, would you honestly fall for Lloyd? (she looks at the other two as they all think about it.) Yeah.
(Diane’s House – Bedroom)
(Lloyd and Diane are in Diane's bedroom. Diane is trying to figure out what to wear. Lloyd is already dressed for the evening. Diane is in her closet and she holds dresses around the door for Lloyd to pick from.)
Diane: You think I should wear this dress? (holds out dress)
Diane: Or, or I could always wear this one. (holds out another dress)
Lloyd: That's nice.
(Lloyd picks up a model of a brain from Diane's shelves, sniffs it and puts it back.)
Diane: Oh, um, I forgot to tell you who'll be at the dinner tonight. Uh, my dad's accountant, um, and two women who work in his nursing home. I know you don't know them, but it'll be fun.
(Lloyd picks up a huge dictionary.)
Lloyd: Boy, this is a mother dictionary.
Diane: Yeah, I've had it forever. I used to have this thing with marking the words that I looked up.
(Lloyd flips through the pages of the dictionary. Nearly every word has a mark next to it. He quickly sets the dictionary down. Diane holds another dress around the door and comes out of the closet.)
Diane: How about this one?
Lloyd: Nice one.
Lloyd: I think you should wear that.
Diane: You think so?
Lloyd: Mmmm. (doorbell rings) I'd better get downstairs, huh?
Diane: Yeah, I gotta change.
(Lloyd, Diane, Jim, Jim's accountant and two women are sat around the table.)
Accountant: Great meal, you two.
Woman: You just look beautiful, Diane.
Jim: Same eyes, same nose, same mouth…
Accountant: So, what airline do they send you over to England on?
Jim: She's not the world's greatest flyer, let me tell you. When she was eight years old, she...
Jim: Now why can't I tell the story?
Woman: What story?
Diane: If you're gonna tell it, let me tell it.
Jim: Well, let me start it. I'm flying down to Los Angeles on business, and I decide to take her on her first airplane.
Diane: I knew how planes flew, but I was still a little nervous.
Jim: Crash paranoia.
Diane: I had a checklist in mind. I thought that if babies were on the plane, the plane couldn't crash. But all the babies were crying, and I thought they knew something I didn't.
Jim: So anyway, they closed the doors, and she starts to scream. I've never in my life heard anyone scream quite like that.
Diane: And then you got up and you told them to turn the plane around.
Jim: Which they did. Let me finish.
Diane: Okay, I give up.
Jim: So anyway, these two federal marshals meet the plane, and they take our address, and they ask us never to fly with 'Friendly Skies' again.
Woman: You never flew?
Diane: No. But there's more.
Jim: Oh yeah. There was, uh, somebody on the plane worked in a recording studio, and, uh, we got this telephone call, this guy is making a sound effects record, and he'd gotten our address and he wanted to know if he could come over and record her scream.
Diane: Which they did, and every once in a while on a commercial, you can hear me scream.
Lloyd: You two are amazing, you know? The way you, the way you, the way you talk. I'm just like that with... I'm not even like that with anybody. (he gets up and walks over to the jukebox) Stellar jukebox, sir.
Jim: Thanks Lloyd.
Lloyd: How do you pay for one of those?
Jim: Well, we pay for the… That guy didn't want to part with it, a little matter of nine thousand dollars.
Accountant: So Lloyd, you graduated Lakeside, right?
Lloyd: Yes sir.
Accountant: What are you going to do now?
Jim: Yeah Lloyd. What are your plans for the future?
Lloyd: Spend as much time as possible with Diane before she leaves.
Jim: Seriously, Lloyd.
Lloyd: I'm totally and completely serious.
Jim: No, really.
Lloyd: You mean like career? Uh, I don't know. I've, I've thought about this quite a bit sir, and I'd have to say considering what's waiting out there for me, I don't want to sell anything, buy anything or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or... process anything sold, bought or processed, or repair anything sold, bought or processed, you know, as a career I don't want to do that. So, uh, my father's in the army, he wants me to join, but I can't work for that corporation, so what I've been doing lately is kickboxing, which is really a, uh, new sport, but I think it's got a good future. As far as career longevity goes, I don't really know, because, you know, you can't really tell. Your training sticks as a fighter, you know, but it's no good, you know, you have to be great, but I can't really tell if I'm great until I've had a couple of pro fights. But I haven't been knocked out yet. I don't know, I can't figure it all out tonight sir, I'm going to hang with your daughter.
(The others all look around nervously at each other, not sure what to make of Lloyd.)
(There is a knock at the door and both Diane and Jim go answer it. There are two men dressed in suits standing there.)
Agent Sims: Mr. James Court? I'm Mr. Sims and this is Mr. Talbot, we're special agents of the Internal Revenue Service, and we'd like to inform you that you are under criminal investigation for the tax years 1982 through 1986. (he leans in to look around the house)
Jim: Jesus. What, I live in a palace, right? I have guests here.
Agent Sims: Understanding the following rights...
Jim: Speak with my lawyer.
Agent Sims: So you refuse to answer my questions?
Jim: Just come down to my place of business, for god's sake. I have people here.
Agent Sims: Mr. Court, be aware that we will be contacting a number of your business associates...
Jim: This evening is over.
Agent Sims: And your former wife.
(Jim shuts the door.)
(Diane is having lunch with her mother.)
Diane: Mom, please?
Mrs. Court: Diane, I do have a history with this man, and it's not the greatest. I see you so seldom, I'd really rather know about you.
Diane: This is me telling you about me.
Mrs. Court: You know, I don't even know if you've got a young man in your life?
Diane: I just wonder what could be more important than what's going on with dad.
Mrs. Court: If we could just talk about boys everything would be so much easier. You know, your room is always ready for you, you can always come home if...(Diane gives her a look.) All right, what do you want me to do?
Diane: If they ask you questions, and they probably will ask you questions, would you please say something nice about him mom? Help him?
Mrs. Court: Alright.
Diane: You will?
Mrs. Court: Okay. Oh, here's Ray. Just talk to him because when you don't, your mouth turns down. (Ray comes over.) Hi honey.
Ray: Hello pretty ladies. Hello Diane.
Diane: Hi Ray.
(Lloyd is sitting on his bed talking to Diane on the phone.)
Lloyd: After work?
Diane: I usually have a break after the dinner service, if you want to stop by.
Lloyd: Won't you see me later?
Diane: I know you think my job is strange. You don't like old people, do you?
Lloyd: Me? Sure I do.
Diane: Come on.
Lloyd: Well, except for one thing. I used to work at a smorgasbord, and, and the old people would flock there, and, and they loved to eat. And they just jammed their mouths, you know? The used to eat with their mouths open, and you know, it's just too much for me. You get to be thinking about how short life is, and how maybe, maybe has no meaning because you wake up and you're frying burgers…
Lloyd: (on phone) And you're like sixty and seventy and then you check out, and, you know, what are you doing, and I just don't need to think about those kinds of things.
Lloyd: So that's the reason I was, um... but I'm not sure I'm right about any of that.
Diane: I think that's ageism, and that's, that's being prejudiced against people because they're old. Maybe their mouths don't work as well as yours.
Lloyd: Really? Um... I... well... you're really turning me around here.
Lloyd: (on phone) I was looking at it the wrong way, I think.
Lloyd: Shall I come by later?
Diane: Stop by later.
Lloyd: (on phone) Okay, bye, I will.
Diane: Okay, bye.
Lloyd: I'll see you there. Bye.
(Golden Seasons Nursing Home)
(Lloyd and Diane are walking down the hallway.)
Diane: You have to meet Bess.
Diane: She's amazing. She's ninety-three, she's a writer, and I told her about you.
Lloyd: Wait, wait. You told her about me?
(Jim is further down the hall, and he stops when he sees Diane walking with Lloyd.)
Lloyd: What did you say?
Diane: Well... just meet her. (she knocks on a door, and they both go in) Hi.
Diane: This is Bess. Lloyd, Bess.
Bess: You're too tall. (she motions for Lloyd to lean down, which he does) She likes you.
(Diane smiles nervously.)
(Lloyd is now standing in front of a TV. Off to the side there is a blackboard on which is written ‘Lloyd Presents “Cocoon”’. There are a bunch of elderly people seated in chairs facing the TV.)
Lloyd: Okay, how are you doing? Hello. I'm Lloyd, and we're going to watch the movie 'Cocoon'. I've never actually seen it, but I hear it makes you very happy. (an elderly gentleman gets up and heads for the door) So I figure that's a good thing, a good film to see, one that makes you happy. It's about a group of older people who go into outer space, I hope I didn't give anything away there.
Diane: (to old man) The movie hasn't started yet Mr. Taylor, we're going to have a good time.
(He goes back to his seat.)
Old Woman: Why can't I eat popcorn anymore?
Diane: I'll get you something.
Lloyd: Okay, so here we go with 'Cocoon'. (he puts the video in and then walks over to Diane.) Was that okay?
Diane: That was good.
(Lloyd and Diane are both having a cup of coffee.)
Diane: I feel so bad being with you. I feel selfish, I feel like I should be spending some more time with my dad. I mean, it's not fair to you, half the time I'm with you I'm thinking of other things.
(Lloyd passes her some milk for her coffee.)
Lloyd: It's okay, everybody does that.
Diane: I just don't want it to get too heavy. I feel really overloaded. I have this theory of convergence, that good things always happen with bad things. But I know you have to deal with them at the same time, but I just, I mean I don't know why they have to happen at the same time, I mean, I don't know why, I just wish I could work out... Am I just babbling? Do you know what I mean?
Diane: I just can't have any social life right now.
Lloyd: Don't worry about it. We're just having coffee. We'll be anti-social.
Diane: Be friends?
Lloyd: Yeah. With potential.
Diane: Friends with potential.
(Golden Seasons Nursing Home Driveway)
(Diane is driving her car around the driveway in circles, just outside the nursing home, with Lloyd giving her tips.)
Lloyd: Yeah, just keep going first, keep going around. Get the feel of it, feel the clutch, when you put it in a little?
Lloyd: You know how it'll come out and feel... y'know... little more, little more... Yeah, yeah, that's right. Go round just at first, keep it in first, just feel it.
Diane: I'm doing alright.
Lloyd: Yeah. Now, when you feel like you're confident...
Lloyd: If you'll just maybe ease it into second.
(The car makes a horrible sound and shudders.)
Lloyd: Okay, this is important...
Diane: Am I wrecking my car?
Lloyd: Yeah, a little bit. Listen, this is important. When you feel it start to give, put the clutch in.
Diane: Oh. I was putting the...
(The car moves backwards.)
Lloyd: Little more gas. Ease it up. Hold on- minor setback. Now you feel confident, right?
Lloyd: Now, go into second. Little more gas... Yeah! You can get through this whole problem. Now, maybe you downshift to first?
Diane: This is so noble.
Lloyd: Well no, it's not noble, but it's a good aid to your lesson. (They kiss and the car starts rolling backwards. Lloyd puts the brake on.) Let's switch, you wanna switch?
(They move over/under each other. Jim is watching them from a window in the nursing home.)
Lloyd: Let's get outta here. You want to?
(They drive away.)
(Lloyd and Diane are walking along, they stop, then kiss.)
(It is raining. Lloyd and Diane are kissing.)
(Lloyd's car is parked on the coast, overlooking the waves. 'In Your Eyes' is playing on his car stereo. Lloyd and Diane are under a blanket on the back seat. Lloyd moves to sit next to Diane, and they kiss.)
Lloyd: Are you comfortable?
Diane: Yes. Are you shaking?
Diane: You're shaking.
Lloyd: I don't think so.
Diane: You're cold.
Lloyd: I don't think I am.
Diane: Then why are you shaking?
Lloyd: I don't know. I'm happy.
Diane: Here are some blankets. This is a good song, this is a really good song.
(Diane walks through the front door, knowing that she's going to have to see her father, and dreading it. She walks into her room. Jim sees her, and walks in after her.)
Diane: Dad, I'm sorry.
Jim: You should be.
Diane: I was irresponsible, I should have called.
Jim: You bet you should have called. You still live at home. Don't make me call the police at three-thirty in the morning, don't make me call hospitals.
Diane: Dad, I'm so sorry. I know this is a bad time.
Jim: You've always called before, always. Now I'm not asking what you did, I just want to know that you're alright.
Diane: I'm fine.
Jim: Do you wanna make things easier on me? Now tell me where you were because this is, this is bullshit. You can say anything to me, I hope you still know that.
Diane: I know that. (pause) I spent the night with him.
Diane: Dad, yes. And I'm scared to death of what you must think of me right now.
Jim: Sit down.
Diane: (sitting) Dad, do you know what he did the first night I went out with him? We were walking across by the Seven-Eleven, and he pointed out some glass for me to walk around. And I always think of that when people say 'What are you doing with Lloyd Dobler?' And I never get nervous around him. So we started spending all thins time together, as friends. But, I could feel him getting anxious, and then I knew that there would be a confrontation over getting physical. And he started to get that look at the end of the night. Do you know that look? (Jim nods.) And then, you know it's going to be an issue. So I went through all the different feelings and all the different arguments you're supposed to go through.
Jim: Did he ever get rough with you?
Diane: Dad, no. But I didn't want any problems, so I decided not to sleep with him. (Jim looks relieved.) But then I attacked him anyway. (Jim looks slightly alarmed, which passes quickly when Diane looks for his reaction.) It always feels good to tell you the truth. Because if I can't share it with you, it's almost like it didn't happen.
(Corey, DC, and Lloyd are all standing around talking. Lloyd is strumming on one of the guitars.)
Corey: Did you sleep with her?
Lloyd: I admit nothing.
DC: Lloyd, it's us.
Corey: Look at his face, he did the deed.
DC: You're an inspiration Lloyd; you should go on the seven hundred club or something.
Lloyd: Alright, alright, alright, calm down, alright, calm down. Nothing's different.
Corey: Lloyd, listen to me. EVERYTHING has changed. You've had sex. No matter what you might think, nothing will ever be the same between you two. You might be sixty. You might be walking down the street, and you'll talk to her about something, whatever. But what you'll really be thinking is 'We had sex'.
Lloyd: So, what's your point?
Corey: You've got to do something special. You've got to make a statement.
DC: Wait a minute.
Corey: You've got to show her respect, you've got to show her that you're not like Joe...
DC: Wait a minute.
Corey: And above all, just because this happened gives you no right whatsoever...
DC: You know I just sit here listening, and you never let me talk.
Corey: What? I'm sorry, talk.
DC: I've forgotten what I was going to say…(Lloyd smiles at that and goes back to strumming) ... okay, okay, I remember. (Lloyd looks at her) Let him do what he wants.
Lloyd: Alright. (he gives DC a high-five)
Corey: Lloyd, send her flowers, write her a letter. Something.
Lloyd: I already did. (He removes a letter from his coat pocket.)
Corey: What does it say?
Lloyd: Read it.
Corey: (opens the letter and reads it out loud) "Dear Diane, I'll always be there for you, all the love in my heart, Lloyd." (to DC) I've never gotten a letter like this, have you?
DC: I dream about it.
Lloyd: So what do you think? Is it... do you think I'm...
Corey: (nodding) Get ready for greatness, Lloyd.
(Lloyd walks away, strumming another riff.)
(Golden Seasons Nursing Home)
Agent Sims: The, uh, Cynthia Branson estate was worth how much? Because her family...
Jim: What family? We never heard from them. I sold her house for them, made them money.
Agent Sims: Hmmm. Your income, Mr Court, hasn't changed substantially in seventeen years.
Jim: That's right.
Agent Sims: Why would you stay so long with an operation that is so clearly not a growth enterprise?
Jim: Taking care of people isn't a growth enterprise, Mr Sims. I hope you write that down in your report, I'd like your bosses to read it.
(Diane is doing what looks like schoolwork. Jim comes in and walks over to her.)
Jim: Diane, your ticket to England came today.
(Diane looks at the letter and the letter that Lloyd sent.)
Diane: Dad, maybe I shouldn't go with all that's happening to you.
Jim: You're going.
Diane: But listen, if I had a friend in the same position, I would tell her to delay a year.
Jim: You're going.
Diane: It doesn't feel right to me. I, I don't even have the right luggage yet.
Jim: Bon voyage.
Diane: You're not listening to me.
Jim: Diane! Alright, let's stop this right now. Let's not put our energy into something ridiculous. This isn't even smart thinking.
Diane: Dad, why are you acting this way? Is this because of the other morning?
(Time Lapse – Kitchen)
(Diane is now sitting at the table while Jim picks up the dishes.)
Jim: Do you love him?
Diane: I like him a lot.
Jim: Well listen to me. Now, I know you like him, I know he's nothing like those frat kids you can't stand, but honey, after the excitement wears off, then what, huh? What are you going to talk about? What do you have in common? You're going to be part of an international think-tank, and he's going to be kicking punching bags.
(Time Lapse – Kitchen)
(It’s now another day. Jim is making something to eat.)
Jim: I just think you should break up with him.
Diane: Unbelievable. This is a nightmare.
Jim: Diane, you owe it to yourself to get on that plane with no attachments, no strings, because after you get over there, things are going to change. People change.
Diane: Dad, you and I have talked about this. Lloyd and I have talked about this. Believe me, this is well-covered territory.
Jim: Diane, I'm not asking you to sever all relations with the boy. Give him a present, here, let him know you still care. Give him this pen. (he hands her a pen)
Diane: Dad, in a million years, I would never give him a pen. What's wrong with having some fun? I like him.
Jim: 'I like him'? Diane, I'm talking about being honest with people, being decent...
Diane: Dad, I love him.
(Jim momentarily stops what he is doing.)
Jim: Great. No, that's great, I... it's great to hear you say that because, I don't know, am I being selfish? Why am I so fixated? I guess it's 'cause I got a lot of troubles with... is that it? Am I being selfish? I just want you to have everything. Is that wrong? No. I owe you an apology. I've just got a handful of weeks left with you, and we should... I don't know what I'm trying to say. They think I'm guilty. (Diane walks over to him.) Some computer spits out your name, and another honest man... I feel so god damned foreign. Live your life. I love you.
Diane: I'm sorry.
(Jim walks away.)
(Lloyd is teaching a class of little kids the basics of kick boxing.)
Lloyd: Power left, power right...
(The phone rings.)
Guy: (os) Lloyd, telephone.
Lloyd: (walks over) Hello? (pause) Hi, how you doing? (pause) Yeah, they actually pay me for this... yeah... sure, I'll pick you up in an hour... see you later.
(Lloyd is driving; Diane is sitting in the passenger seat.)
Lloyd: Check your mail tomorrow. I sent you a letter, a letter.
Diane: Your letter came yesterday.
Lloyd: It did?
Diane: Uh-huh. It was wonderful.
Lloyd: Why didn't you tell me?
Diane: It was wonderful.
Lloyd: I've never sent a letter like that, you know? I mean, I felt like I wanted to tell you something, but I didn't put it in the letter, and I didn't say it, but I want to say it now, I'm not sure if I should say it, you know, 'cause people always say it and don't mean it, but I think that I mean it, so, um, I just wanted to tell you...
Diane: No, we don't have to say it.
Lloyd: How do you know what I'm going to say?
Diane: I don't know what you're going to say, but I think that...
Lloyd: I was just going to tell you that I love you. I said it.
Diane: I know. Lloyd, let's not start putting things on this level.
Lloyd: What? This is a good level, isn't it?
Diane: How can I look at you and say this?
Lloyd: Say what? (He leans over, kisses her, and smiles.)
Diane: I think that we should spend some time apart.
Lloyd: What's wrong?
Diane: Well, I need to study, and...
Lloyd: You need to study?
Lloyd: Okay, how much time do you need? I mean, you know, I mean you'll be leaving in a little while, so that's answered some questions.
Diane: We'll see.
Lloyd: Okay. It's good knowing this.
Diane: Yeah, uh-huh.
(Lloyd brings the car to a full stop. He turns and looks at Diane.)
Lloyd: Okay, what did we just decide?
Diane: We decided...
Lloyd: 'Cause I'm worried, did you just break up with me?
Diane: No, no.
Lloyd: It sounded like you did.
Diane: No. We decided that we're friends. I mean, I know it's a terrible word...
Lloyd: Well, if we're friends, why can't we see each other?
Diane: I think that we should stop going out on dates.
Lloyd: I feel like a dick. You must think I'm a dick.
Diane: No, I don't, I don't.
Lloyd: Yeah you do.
Diane: Lloyd, we shared the most intimate thing two people can share.
Lloyd: You shared it with a dick.
Diane: No I didn't.
Lloyd: Is this because of your dad?
Lloyd: Did you talk to Corey?
Diane: Why, did you tell Corey what happened?
Lloyd: She figured it out. I'm sorry if that upsets you.
Diane: No, that's fine. She'll tell everybody, but that's fine.
Lloyd: Did you tell anybody?
Diane: Just my dad.
Lloyd: (looking horrified) You told your dad?
Diane: You have Corey and DC. I have my dad.
Lloyd: What, I'm sorry I said that. Forget I said it, it's what I thought I meant, but forget it.
Diane: Lloyd, I love you, okay?
Lloyd: What is that? What are you doing with your hands? Talk to me, you're talking like that girl Sheila.
Diane: Don't be mean, this is hard for me too.
Lloyd: Then don't do it.
Diane: Oh shit. (She turns away from him and takes the pen from her coat pocket.) Just take this pen please, and write me? (She puts the pen on the car dashboard, and turns away again.)
Lloyd: I can't believe this…you just broke up with me.
(They both sit in silence.)
(Diane gets into her car and shuts the door. She sits for a moment and then begins to cry.)
(Lloyd is driving around. It’s obvious that he’s been crying as well.)
(Lloyd is standing at a phone booth. It’s raining very hard and Lloyd is drenched.)
Lloyd: (into phone) Hello Constance. It's me, Lloyd... nothing, I'm just driving around... she broke up with me... what do I do? Can't she come back? How can I get her back? I can't think, talk to me. I fucked up. I feel like crying. She gave me a pen. I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen.
Constance: (into phone) Lloyd, honey, just come home, okay?
Lloyd: (into phone) I'll be home soon.
(Lloyd’s House – Day)
(Lloyd is lounging in front of the TV. There is an advertisement for the Army playing.)
(Lloyd is driving around is his car. He has a tape player in one hand and is recording a message for Corey.)
Lloyd: (into tape player) It's me. I know I haven't called you lately. I guess I didn't want to be reminded of the Diane nightmare. By the way, I hardly remember her. I've wiped her from my mind. I don't remember the time or place when I knew her. (He drives past the mall.) This is it, the site of our controversial first date. I met her in a mall. I should have known our relationship was doomed. And to our left we have the street where she broke up with me, and there's the path we took... Corey, I guess in a way I blamed you, held it against you for letting me send that letter. I don't know, I thought it was the right thing to do. I think I know too many girls. I should hang out with more guys. I should be like one of those guys who hangs out at the A & P or the Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday. I don't know, guys like that really know the answers.
(Gas ‘N’ Sip)
(Five guys are sitting against a wire fence drinking beer and munching on chips. As each one of them speaks the others all agree with him. The youngest of the guys is Luke, he’s about 13 years old.)
Joe: Lloyd man, no babe is worth it, you know. Listen, hang with us man, we'll teach you.
Guy1: Right. Lloyd man, you can't even trust them man, because you know what it's about? They spend your money, and they tell their friends everything man, it's chickonomics.
Guy2: Man, all you gotta do is find a girl who looks just like her, nail her, and then dump her man, get her off your mind.
Mark: Your only mistake is that you didn't dump her first. Diane Court is a show pony. You need a stallion, my friend. Walk with us and you walk tall.
Luke: Bitches, man! (gets up) Hey dude, I'd better bail. See you later. (walks away)
Mark: Later for you, Luke.
Lloyd: I got a question. If you guys know so much about women, how come you're here at like the Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday night completely alone, drinking beers, no women anywhere?
(All the guys pause as they think about this. Suddenly Joe has the answer.)
Joe: By choice, man!
Guy2: Yeah man, conscious choice.
Guy1: I'm choosing it.
Joe: Dude, where'd she dump you man?
Lloyd: My car.
Joe: Your car?
Guy1: Ah, man, ditched in the Malibu?
Guy2: Ah, heinous.
Mark: It's your castle, man.
Guy2: Man, you never had a chance with a girl like that.
Mark: Hey man, I was in love once. I got hurt really bad. I never wanna go through that again.
Guy2: Man, you're bringing me down!
Guy1: Shut up man. We're going to a Kegger, Lloyd. We're going to a Kegger and we'd like you to come. We're going to find you a girl. We're going to find you a babe. We're gonna find you one hot-lipped babe, instantly promised.
Lloyd: No, no.
Guy1: Right. One hot-lipped babe instantly promised.
Lloyd: Look, I'm not going to meet somebody like Diane Court at a Kegger. This girl was different, man. We'd go out, we wouldn't even have to go out, you know? We'd just hang out. This girl made me trust myself, man. I was walking around and I was feeling satisfied. Can you imagine that? Then she cuts me loose. I don't know why. She won't tell me. Who knows the real reason? Maybe it's because of her father, I don't know. She won't talk to me. She won't even look at me. (He throws his bottle against the fence and it smashes. The others get up.)
Mark: Come on!
Guy1: Christ Lloyd, what's happening to you man?
Guy2: You're freaking out here man.
Mark: You've gotta get her out of your head, man.
Joe: Chill man, come on.
(The others start rapping in the background.)
Joe: Dude, I don't even feel that way about my car, man. Dude, name a babe, alright? Any babe in Seattle and I'll set you up with her.
Lloyd: Diane Court.
Joe: Dude, I can't do it!
(Lloyd is driving around again. He’s also recording his message to Corey.)
Lloyd: (into tape player) That was a mistake. The rain on my car is a baptism. The new me. Iceman, power Lloyd. My assault on the world begins now. Believe in myself, answer to no one... You probably got it all figured out, Corey. If you start out depressed, everything's kind of a pleasant surprise.
(Corey’s Room – Day)
DC: Look, why don't you just call Diane again?
Lloyd: (shaking his head ‘no’) I draw the line at seven un-returned phone calls.
Corey: Lloyd, you have to understand her family is being ripped apart. Like you and she were ripped apart. Like Joe and I were ripped apart.
DC: Visit her at the home.
Lloyd: I'm not going back there. I don't even know who you're talking about.
DC: Lloyd, why do you have to be like this?
Lloyd: 'Cause I'm a guy, I have pride.
Corey: No, you're not a guy.
Lloyd: I am.
Corey: The world is full of guys. Be a man. Don't be a guy.
Lloyd: If she wants me, she can come to me.
(Diane is listening to the answering machine. Jim is at the table doing some work.)
Lloyd: (on machine) Hi, Lloyd. This is my eighth and final call...
Jim: Go ahead, pick it up if you want.
Lloyd: (on machine) I just wanted to say that I've thought about everything, and I've decided something. I'm going to give you another chance. Maybe no one's listening, or maybe your father's listening. Mr Court, if you're listening to this, hello, how are you?
Diane: If I pick it up, we'll only get back together.
Jim: Well then don't pick it up. You know what's best.
(Diane listens to the rest of the message intently, while Jim pretends not to.)
Lloyd: (on machine) I've been thinking, maybe I didn't know you; maybe you're a mirage. Maybe the world is a blur of food and sex and spectacle, and everyone was just hurtling towards a mess, in which case, it's not your fault, you know? I mean, maybe there's a good side to all this, I don't know, I've been thinking about these things, you're probably standing there monitoring, so just one other thing. The letter, the letter I wrote you? Could you please rip it up? Nuke it, flame it, destroy it. It hurts me to know it's out there. Will you do that for me? Alright, later.
(Diane runs to answer the phone, but Lloyd has hung up.)
(Jim is wandering around look at different sets of Luggage. A sales girl approaches him.)
Sales Girl: Is it a gift for your wife? Are you getting a set together?
Jim: No, I'm not married. It's for my daughter.
Sales Girl: For going to school?
Jim: Yeah, she won a fellowship.
Sales Girl: Good for her.
Jim: I'll take the whole set.
Sales Girl: Excellent.
(She walks over to the cash register.)
Jim: I gotta tell you, you've got the best smile I've seen all weekend. (hands her a credit card)
Sales Girl: (takes card) Thanks, I like yours too.
Jim: Listen, I don't know your name, but what are you doing for lunch?
(The machine beeps and the sales girl hands the card back to Jim.)
Sales Girl: I'm sorry, but they turned down your card.
Jim: Oh yeah, let me give you another card.
Sales Girl: Okay, thanks. (The machine beeps again.) I'm afraid I can't accept this one either. There's a decline code on your account. I'm supposed to confiscate your card, but why don't you just go ahead and take it?
Jim: Keep it.
Sales Girl: You're sure?
Jim: Yeah, I don't want it. Um, thank you very much. You're very kind. (quickly walks out)
(Diane’s House – Bathroom)
(Jim is curled up into a ball in the bathtub. He’s very shaken by what just happened. Diane knocks on the door.)
Diane: Dad, are you okay in there?
Jim: Just finishing up in here.
(Jim climbs out of the bath, and goes into the hall, where Diane is waiting. He walks straight past her.)
(Diane is now lying in bed. It’s dawn. Diane tosses and turns. Suddenly we can hear music coming from outside. Diane lifts her head and looks towards the window.)
(Lloyd stands in front of his car holding a boom box high above his head. His is playing ‘In Your Eyes’, their song.)
(Diane lays her head back down as she realizes where the music is coming from.)
(Lloyd continues to stand there with the music playing.)
(Diane turns away from the window trying very hard to ignore the music.)
(Lloyd is still standing there hoping that she’ll come out. He raises the box higher above his head as the camera zooms in on his face.)
(Diane is sitting in a chair in the waiting area.)
Secretary: Regarding James Court. (Diane gets up.) Room fourteen.
(Diane is now sitting in front of an agent.)
Diane: I'm supposed to be leaving on a fellowship that I worked for my entire life. I don't even care. I met this boy over the summer, and I, I can't see him because of this, I can't talk to him, I can't talk to my father about... I wore these clothes, I thought, I thought that if I looked right and if I acted right then someone would talk to me. But I look awful and I feel awful, could you, could you please talk to me? Be a little decent.
Agent: We believe that your father operates in a large pool of cash that comes from phoney billings, phoney patients. We've been investigating him for five years. We believe that when they die, he takes their money.
Diane: Pardon me?
Agent: Look, why don't you check it out for yourself? See if your father fits the profile.
Diane: What's the profile?
Agent: Well, take a look around the house. Is everything nice, but not too nice? Are there lots of, uh, rugs, pieces of art, stereo equipment, uh, furniture, a lot of things bought with cash? Does he give a lot of gifts? Do the major items in your house cover around the nine thousand-dollar range?
Diane: You're trying to get me to say something, that's why you're telling me all of this.
Agent: Don't let your father's business infect your life.
Diane: How can you, how can you say that?
Agent: Because he's guilty.
Diane: No, no he's not.
Agent: We have records. We have proof. I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but it's going to get worse. Now, if I were you, I would take that fellowship.
(Diane walks in the door and looks around.)
Diane: Dad? Anybody home? (No one is home. Diane sits down and looks at the ring on her finger that her father gave her for a graduation present. She goes into the Den and begins looking through drawers trying to find something. When she doesn’t she stands up straight and looks around in horror.) They made me doubt you.
(She glances over to the window and spots the wooden box that her father pulled the ring from. She picks up a letter opener and walks over to it. She jimmy’s the lock open and lifts the lid. Inside are large bundles of money. She picks some up with a look of disbelief on her face.)
(Diane is driving quickly and almost recklessly to the retirement home.)
(Golden Seasons Nursing Home)
(Jim is in the kitchen, preparing some flowers. Diane walks through the door. She has been crying.)
Jim: What happened to you?
Diane: Dad, did you do it? Did you take that money?
Jim: Sweetheart, no. Don't be ridiculous.
Diane: Swear to god, I need to know the truth.
Diane: Swear to god.
Jim: I swear to god.
Diane: But I found the money.
Jim: Honey, it's not what you think.
Diane: What am I supposed to think?
Jim: Honey, about what?
Diane: You stole from them, you lied to me. How do you think that's supposed to make me feel?
Jim: You think you know what this money is?
Diane: Yes, I...
Jim: No, you don't know what it is. It's not for me. This money's for you, for when you come back from England with honors to set you up, so you don't have to depend on anybody again. Diane, I take better care of these people than their families do. I care for them, I give them flowers, I feed them, I wipe their mouths...
Diane: No, but you stole from them.
Jim: I made their lives better.
Diane: You let me believe you. You knew you were guilty, and you let me become a part of it. God, how... how could you...
Jim: Alright, alright. Go ahead. When I'm old, give me someone like me, but go ahead.
Diane: I trusted you. I stood up in court five years ago and I picked you.
Jim: Why are you being so hateful to me? Is this because of Lloyd?
Diane: No. I told you everything, you lied to me. I would have done anything for you.
Jim: That's right, work it out.
Diane: No, I will. I don't want to leave something out because I know I can say anything to you. You're a liar, and a thief.
Jim: Take it easy how mad you make me, I'm the only dad you've got.
Diane: I'm so ashamed dad.
Jim: (moves to hug her but she shrugs him off) Don't say that, it's not good for you. You're...
Diane: You're right. (She leaves.)
Jim: No, talk, Diane! Wait, Diane. Wait a minute, now talk...
(Lloyd is kickboxing with another guy in the ring.)
Trainer: Hey Lloyd, someone's here to see you.
(Lloyd looks up to see who it is and his opponent kicks him in the face, knocking him down. A few minutes later another trainer is fixing his nose. He pops it back into position and slaps a towel full of ice onto Lloyd’s chest for him to hold up to his nose. Diane runs over to him as he sits up. He gives her a look as he gets to his feet.)
Diane: Lloyd? Lloyd, I'm sorry.
Lloyd: What do you want?
Diane: I'm sorry.
Lloyd: What do you want?
Diane: My father's guilty. He lied to me, he lied to everybody. I just left home... I need you.
Lloyd: You do?
Diane: Everything else means nothing to me. If I hurt you again, I'll die.
Lloyd: Hurt me again? Not a chance, don't worry about it.
Diane: I love you.
Diane: I love you. How many more times do I have to say it?
Lloyd: One more time would be nice.
Diane: I love you. Please, I love you.
(She moves to kiss him but he holds her back.)
Lloyd: One more question, you're here because you need someone or 'cause you need me? Forget it, I don't care. (He kisses her, they embrace.)
Diane: I need you.
Court Attorney: Seventy-five thousand dollar fine and no jail.
U.S. Attorney: I can't give you that. This guy's been ripping off grandma and grandpa for seventeen years. He's been getting it from every end. I'd love to hear his story.
Court Attorney: One hundred thousand dollar fine and three months?
U.S. Attorney: One hundred and twenty-five thousand and nine months.
Court Attorney: I can accept that.
U.S. Attorney: And I want to turn the home over to the state.
Court Attorney: He'd like to start serving immediately.
U.S. Attorney: I can put that together.
Court Attorney: Confirm this with my office and my client.
U.S. Attorney: I'll put this past my boss.
Court Attorney: Alright.
(Lloyd and Diane are asleep in each other’s arms.)
(Lloyd is visiting Jim in the recreation area.)
Lloyd: She wouldn't get out of the car. I brought her all the way here, she said she was going to come here, and she wouldn't get out of the car. But I thought that is was important, that she come to see you, because I know that if you go somewhere and you don't deal with your family stuff, then you're just gonna, she's gonna, um...
Jim: Are you going to England with her Lloyd?
Lloyd: That's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about sir.
Jim: Are you?
Lloyd: Am I going? Am I going to England? I've thought about this quite a bit, and I've realized what I probably should do is just carve out a goal for my future and find out what I wanna do with my life, do all the stuff that I've been avoiding in a big way. I mean, Diane and I can wait for each other, right? What's she gonna... she's gonna run off with some English guy? There's no way.
Jim: Well Lloyd, I admire you for not hitching a ride. You know, my daughter's a lot different to you.
Lloyd: I know.
Jim: She's very successful.
Lloyd: I know.
Jim: Very talented.
Lloyd: I know. But then I reconsidered. 'Cause I figured out what I really wanna do with my life, what I want to do for a living is I wanna be with your daughter. I'm good at it.
Jim: You're not a permanent part of her life. You're a distraction.
Lloyd: I'm the distraction that's going to England with her sir. Are you alright sir? Are you okay?
Jim: I'm incarcerated, Lloyd! I don't deserve to lose my daughter over this. I don't deserve to have you as my go-between. And I can't for the life of me figure out how she could choose to champion in mediocrity the way she flirts around you.
(Jim gets up and walks away. Lloyd thinks for a moment and then pulls a letter out of his coat pocket.)
Lloyd: I have a letter from your daughter. You want it? (Jim turns around and takes the letter.) I don't know which version she sent.
Jim: "You can't know the horrible disappointment I feel..."
Lloyd: I know this part, keep reading.
Jim: She can't still be angry at this, it's gotta get better.
Lloyd: It does, it does if it's the version signed 'I still can't help loving you'. Read that.
Jim: Just her name.
Lloyd: Just knowing a person like that exists, knowing that for a minute that she felt that and wrote 'I still can't help loving you'. That's gotta be a good thing, right? That's gotta be a good thing.
(Jim suddenly looks up; Lloyd follows his gaze. Diane is walking towards them. Lloyd walks away to give them some privacy.)
Diane: I don't know what to say to you, except goodbye. (They hug.) You could have told me the truth.
Jim: I'm so sorry.
(Lloyd checks on them, sees the hug, and turns away again, smiling.)
Diane: I love you dad. Write me.
(She gives him the pen that he gave her to give to Lloyd. Lloyd and Diane leave.)
(Constance is watching Lloyd pack. Lloyd stands up and looks around. He puts his jacket on and then turns the volume on the stereo up past the red mark. He says his good-bye’s to Constance and Jason. They all walk out the door together.)
(Diane and Lloyd are seated next to each other in the center section of the plane. Diane’s knuckles are white as she grips Lloyd’s hands. There is a sound.)
Lloyd: Wing adjustment. (The plane takes off.) It's like a big roller coaster. Everybody likes roller coasters, right? Blink twice if you're fine.
Diane: I'm fine.
Lloyd: Okay, good, this is all very noble. (There is another noise, and the plane shakes slightly.) Very standard for a seven forty-seven.
Lloyd: Alright, high level air safety tips. If anything happens, it'll usually be in the first five minutes of the flight, right?
Lloyd: So when you hear the smoking sign go 'ding', you know everything's going to be okay.
Diane: Good to know.
Lloyd: Right, I'm just going to keep talking until that ding happens, which is going to be soon.
Lloyd: Alright, personalized flight care from Corey. Books, cassettes, magazines, anything?
Diane: Not right now, thanks.
(Diane suddenly kisses Lloyd. The old woman next to Diane is staring at them.)
Lloyd: (to woman) How's it going?
Diane: Nobody thought we'd do this. Nobody really thinks it's going to work, do they?
Lloyd: No. You just described every great success story. Alright, it's alright.
Diane: I know. (They look at the smoking sign.) Where's the ding?
Lloyd: It's coming... any second now... any second now.
(Fade To Black)
(The Ding Sounds)