Lucas

Ready, hut!

- All right! - Get up there!

Six, seven, eight!

Come on, come on. Climb up. Don't break.

Six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

Come on, good! Good!

Smile! Look up! Come on, Smile!

There's someone out there!

- There! - There!

Where?

I think he's got a gun or something!

- Pervert! - Pervert!

Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!

Pervert!

Could you grab that for me?

Thank you.

- Do you play tennis? - No. Uh-uh.

- What's that thing? - A net for insects.

- You collect insects? - No.

To collect them, you have to kill them. I just look at them.

Oh. That's nice.

Well, thanks.

You're very good.

Not so much when people are watching me.

- Are you on the team? - No, I just moved here.

- Is there a team? - Yeah, at school.

- Which school? Park High? - Yeah.

You go there?

- You look-- - Younger.

- I'm accelerated. - Oh, you must be real smart, then.

Well, I'll see you there when it starts.

- What's your name? - Maggie.

Hi. I'm Lucas.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Bye. - Bye.

All you need to know is one person. And you already know me.

So when school starts, you'll have one good friend.

That's all anybody needs as far as I'm concerned.

Do you think people need more than just one good friend?

Well, yeah.

I'm perfect because I have many friends. I can introduce you to people.

Hey, guys, what's happening? Hey, Cappie! How's it hanging, bud?

That's Cappie Foew, number 88. Good buddy of mine.

There's his girlfriend, Alise, cheerleading. Been together three years.

You really know those guys?

Do I know those guys? Of course I know those guys.

I mean, we don't hang out or anything.

You know, either you're an athlete or you're not an athlete.

Actually, I am. I'm an athlete.

I don't like to get caught up in that stuff. It's superficial.

You know, football heroes, cheerleaders and parties.

I'd be willing to play football if all that other junk didn't go along with it.

My dad's working for this ad agency.

They're doing a blue-jean commercial.

And along comes Miss Designer Jeans of America...

...who is 19 years old. And all of a sudden, my dad is like:

"Gosh, I have to work late again tonight."

And my mom is all, "Gee, he's spending a lot of time at work lately."

- Well, listen, it happens. - Not with a girl who's 19.

Age differences can be good. You have to keep an open mind.

For instance, I'm 14, you're 16.

Could you see me with a man who's 38 or something?

No. But with a guy of 14--

Would your father do something like this?

No. Of course he wouldn't.

Well, my father's got other kinds of problems.

Like what?

Like being a workaholic. Like being caught in the system.

Both of my parents, caught in the system.

- Parties and social status. - That's bad.

- Superficial. - That's terrible.

That's what I mean about players and cheerleaders.

- It's all superficial. - Absolutely.

See? I like the way you're thinking now.

- Which one's your house? - You just passed it.

- That one? - Yeah.

Wow.

- See what I mean? - It's beautiful.

- That materialistic display? - You don't look like you live there.

That's a compliment.

- Are you a communist? - No, but I do keep an open mind.

That's what you should do about things, keep an open mind.

Your father's girlfriend. She might turn out to be a great mother to you.

She's three years older than me!

Don't get hung up on all that tradition. Tradition is superficial.

It's just a hang-up. Haven't you ever realized that?

Here's your net.

Here's your umbrella.

Well, bye-bye, Lucas.

It's perfect your name's Maggie.

- Why? - Because a magpie's black-and-white.

Oh.

Perfect.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

- Hi! - Hi!

I've been trying to find you. I couldn't find this house

- I didn't know your last name. - Really?

- Yeah. Do you wanna play tennis? - I wish I could, but I can't.

You have a bug on your shoulder! Get it off! Quick!

Don't worry. It's just a locust.

I didn't want to run over it with the mower.

- Please get it away. - You should take a look.

You won't see one again for 17 years. That's how long they take to incubate.

- You can't play tennis? - Hey, Lucas!

No. I gotta go. I promised the gardener I'd help him.

- What's your phone number? - It's unlisted.

And my parents don't like for me to give it out.

- Oh. - Yeah.

Well, then maybe I'll stop by sometime.

They don't like people to stop by either. I can visit people...

...but they just don't like people to make a mess of the house and...

- Oh. - Well, I can meet you there.

- Where? - The tennis courts by the school.

- When? - Three o'clock.

- Today? - Every day!

Okay.

Lucas. Come on.

Come on!

- You're on the wrong side. Keep going! - I'm compromising.

You don't understand. Stay on the right side of the road!

Watch where you're going!

- This is creepy, Lucas. - Don't worry. It's okay.

What if we get lost?

Hi there. We're with the Chicago Conservatory.

Do you mind if we listen?

- No, fine with me. - Thank you.

They never mind. Come on, sit down. Sit over here.

Excuse me. I hate to bother you again...

...but would you possibly have a program I could borrow?

Thank you very much.

Whoa. Heavy night!

Scootch.

- Maggie? - Yeah?

- Is your name Margaret? - Yes.

- Margaret. - Yeah?

No, I'm just saying it.

Did you think we'd be such good friends when we first met?

I don't know.

What did you think of me?

I thought you were interesting.

I thought you were beautiful.

- Do you still? - What?

- Think I'm interesting? - Yes.

Me too.

Lucas, I think I like classical music.

Lucas?

Yeah?

Is there something wrong?

I just wish that school would never start.

Freshmen take the pink form, sophomores take the gold form...

...juniors take the white form and the seniors take the yellow form.

How many trips are we going to take?

I have a sign-up sheet here for the fall fiesta.

- Because I was all-conference. - Oh, really?

Excuse me. Making a movie. Excuse me.

- Blye! Hey, Luca-duke! - Hey, Ben.

- How was your summer? - What are you doing?

Recruiting for the video club. You want to come out?

- Aren't you going out for band? - I'm thinking about quitting.

I think maybe you should too.

They say the guy that's taking over is a real Nazi.

They say he taught band at Joliet State Prison.

What happened to Triechel?

You didn't hear? Where have you been?

He's dead.

- What?! - Yeah. He killed himself.

You didn't know?

Hi, Lucas.

- Oh, hi, Rina. - Hi, Rina.

- How was your summer? - Did you hear about Triechel?

Yeah, isn't it awful? He blew a blood vessel playing the trumpet.

- He committed suicide, Rina. - He did not. He had a stroke.

Are you talking about Triechel? He blew his head off.

- Playing the trumpet, right? - Nope. Playing the revolver.

- What did I tell you? - Jesus!

- Well, why'd he do it? - Love.

He was in love with a dental technician.

- She wouldn't give him a shot. - So he gave himself a shot.

- Triechel? - Can I have your attention, please?

He didn't seem like the type.

Could you quiet down?

Guys?

I'm tempted to say, "Shut up," here, but I won't do that.

Want to go to the movies tonight?

You've all been real cooperative today. I know it's been kind of confusing...

...and crazed and congested, and we're running 90 minutes late.

So we're going to postpone registration until Monday.

And if you'll all now proceed in an orderly fashion to the gym.

I said, in an orderly fashion!

We're going to have a short program that I'm sure you're all gonna enjoy.

Pirates can't be beat!

I wanna introduce you to the Pirates right now.

You know them by name, you know them by number!

Let's get them up here. Come on up, now!

- Come right on up! Come on. - All right!

Up here on the stage.

- Come on, boys. Hustle it up! - Way to go!

Hey, Luke! What are you, the football?

Let's let everybody see your faces.