Say Anything...

I don't feel anything. It's graduation.

Mr. Carroll ridicules me all year. Then he writes in my yearbook:

"You're a live wire. Love, Mr. Carroll. "

He wants to go on good terms.

When he uses "love," I look for a new word.

Lloyd, she's being difficult.

- I'm taking out Diane Court. - Not likely.

- Is the movies a good second date? - You never had a first.

I sat across from her in a mall. We ate.

- Sharing an important physical event. - That's not even a scam.

- A scam? - Going out as friends.

- No, scam is lusting. - Then what's a date?

A date is prearrangement with a possibility for love.

Then what's love?

I'm gonna call her.

She doesn't date guys like you. She's a brain.

With the body of a game-show hostess.

She doesn't know she's pretty.

- That's what's cool about her. - Brains stay with brains.

If a bomb goes off, their genes form the same cliques.

- I wouldn't get my hopes up. - I'm sorry.

You're a really nice guy. We don't wanna see you get hurt.

I wanna get hurt!

"It's almost over. We've gone to school together for three years."

- I might cut that part. - Why? That's fine. It's nice.

"Having taken courses at the university, I've glimpsed our future.

And all I can say is:

'Go back.'"

"Go back"? What a great line.

- You like it? - Yeah.

- I didn't think anyone would get it. - No, it's wonderful. It's...

No, don't worry about it. You're very funny.

- "Go back." That's great. - No more. I'm gonna save it.

I decided long ago

Never to walk in anyone's shadow

If I fail If I succeed

At least I live as I believe

No matter what they take from me

They can't take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all

Is happening to me

I found the greatest

Love of all inside of me

I love you guys!

Thanks, pal.

Party at Vahlere's. Gonna be eight kegs. Be there.

Thank you, Joe.

Thank you.

And 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'll remember this student who said:

"Hey, worid. Check me out!"

Giving a speech entitled "Soaring Ahead"...

...Miss Diane Court.

Thank you.

The real worid.

Look at those eyes.

We're all about to enter the real worid.

That's what everybody says.

But most of us have been in the real worid a long time.

But I've something to tell everybody.

I've glimpsed our future and all I can say is:

"Go back."

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 net of high school gone...

...what's gonna happen to us? We all know what the answers are.

We wanna be happy, go to college, work hard, maybe raise a family.

But what if that doesn't happen? I have to be honest, though.

I have all the hope and ambition in the worid.

But when I think about the future...

...the truth is...

...I am...

...really...

...scared.

All right. Get up on it. Yay! All right.

- See you at home. - Okay.

Do yourself and everyone who loves you a favor.

- Don't talk to Joe. - Mom...

Stop, okay?

- Bye. - See you later, Mrs. Flood.

- Look at those eyes. - Give it up.

- Take a picture of me with her. - Lloyd.

- That's just embarrassing. - Please?

- All right, okay. - Do it.

- Wait till I get around to her. - All right, man. I got it.

Your graduation present is parked right over there.

Are you kidding? That?!

- Lloyd? - Hey, sis!

I'm sorry. I had a new crown, three root canals...

...and Jason has a sore throat. Your graduation and no one was there.

I called Mom and Dad, and it's like they were there.

- I hope you understand. - Hey. Bad throat, huh, J-man?

Yeah.

He's not at full "Yeah!" strength.

Poor little man.

Why do you eat that stuff? There's no food in your food.

- Too loud. The red line has a purpose. - How do you know how to draw it?

It's loud enough, and the neighbors don't complain.

Good thing there's not a red line on you. Yeah!

- Yeah! - He's back!

My brother, can I borrow your Hey, Soul Classics ?

My brother, you gotta go buy your own.

- Hook it off the jab. - Can't you be an uncle, not a playmate?

- Jesus Christ. - What?

Get in a good mood. How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood...

...and then be in a good mood? - Gee, it's easy.

I'm sorry Mom and Dad made you take me in.

If it's a big deal, I'll go. But you used to be fun.

You were warped, twisted and hilarious.

I mean it as a compliment.

I mean, I'm sorry...

...that T-l-M left you.

But I am not T-l-M.

- I was hilarious once, wasn't I? - Yeah.

I still am.

- You gotta teach me stick shift. Promise.

Come here a minute. I want to show you something.

What are you doing?

Since I'm both your father and your friend...

...I had to get you two presents. - God, this is ridiculous.

Here's the only thing your mom gave me that I kept.

Now it's yours.

Go ahead. Open it now.

I don't need all these presents. I don't know any kid who got a car.

Oh, God.

Wow, it's beautiful.

They really applauded for you today, honey.

Looking at all the people, I felt like they didn't know me.

Maybe I shouldn't have taken all those courses off school...

...because everybody thinks I...

- Forget it. - Wait a minute.

- Everybody thinks you're what? - Everybody thinks I'm a priss.

Diane, in a million years, you could never be a priss.

It's all working out for you, honey. Do you see?

It's working out just like we planned.

All the summer schools, the vacations you gave up...

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Sorry.

- I love you, Dad. - I love you too, honey.

Come on, come on, come on.

Yah! Yah!

Diane Court!

Suck it.

Come on. Get the bag.

An exciting kick. My brother. Let's go.

Yah! Yah! Yah!

You're headed for daycare, buddy.

- Be tough, J-man. - He's a mess!

I'll be in my office.

- I just washed this shirt, didn't I? - Yeah!

Please, not in my ear. Not in my ear.

Jim Court. - Hello. May I please speak with Diane?

- Sorry, Diane isn't in at the moment. - Oh, okay.

- This the guy with the Mustang? - No.

- Guy with the Datsun? - No.

- The truck? - No, not really.

You don't know me. I'm a friend of Diane's.

I sat with her yesterday at a mall. I drive a blue Chevy Malibu.

I'm pretty bad at this, but what I want to do is, can I...?

Give me your number. That's usually how it works.

Okay. Lloyd Dobler. 555-1342.

It's 555-1342.

- 555- 1342. - Okay, I'll get her the message.

- She's pretty great, isn't she? - What?

- She's really pretty great, isn't she? - She is. Good luck, kid.

Good afternoon. Okay, bye.

Jim Court.

No, this is her father. Can I take...?

What?

No, I didn't get the letter.

Yes!

Yes, right away.

Yeah, thank you. Goodbye.

Ricky, don't lose that number

Don't call nobody else

Send it off in a letter To yourself

Ricky, don't lose that number

Oh, Mr. Taylor. You're a vision in green.

I'll mail this for you. You can trust a man who writes a letter daily.

- Diane here? I gotta talk to her. - She's upstairs.

I gotta tell you this carefully. Would you mind?

- Just a few minutes. - Yes, sir.

Great. It won't be long. Thanks.

What?

- I had a phone call. - Tell me.

- Is it bad news? - Just listen.

You won the Reed Fellowship.

Are you kidding?

You're not kidding? You're not kidding!

You'll study at the finest institute in England.

- The toughest fellowship in England. - I won?

You're gonna take a big step. I want one thing from you.

You stand up straight. Admit you're special.

- God. I'll have to go on a plane. - Worry about that later.

Now, come on. Tell me that you're special.