The first 152 lines.
What are you doing?
What do you think I'm doing?
Greg, we're in the middle of a public place.
No one can see.
And what if a plane flies over us?
Live dangerously.
Give me one reason why I should.
'Cause I love you.
Well, that's a pretty good reason.
What if a submarine pops up over there
and then it sees us?
Submarine?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay, I tried to warn you.
No, Greg, don't, please don't!
Hey.
With 20 seconds left, (mumbling)
167, 167, hut!
Ready?
Fight
for victory!
Hut!
424, wide cross on one.
Ready?
Break.
57, hut!
Sweet catch dude, you rock.
So what's up later?
You gonna hook up with Nicole?
Guess again.
No, don't tell me.
You slay me, man.
I can't even get a girlfriend, and you've got two.
If Nicole finds out, you're gonna be roadkill.
Never happen, dude.
I'm way too smooth.
So how come I never met this secret sex machine?
She lives in Vernon.
She goes to Palace High.
Consider it charity work for the poor.
Women are right, men are dogs.
Those are pretty buttons.
Where'd you get them?
I found them at the flea market
on a shirt at a thrift store.
I like it.
Well, I've never seen anything quite like them.
They're little flowers.
Pretty, huh?
Mom, I'm going to Jason's.
Andy?
I want you back at a decent hour.
Andy?
I don't know.
Sometimes I think maybe his father
could take better care of him.
Dreamboat's here.
Emily, everything okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You working tonight?
Yeah, I'm filling in for Dory.
Listen, don't stay out late and have a good time.
Okay.
I love you.
See you later.
Yeah.
This place is the coolest, isn't it?
Official Love Shack of Tarrington.
Wonder why my dad never sold it.
Probably uses it as a tax write off or something.
I'd like to meet him sometime.
Huh?
When am I gonna meet your family, Greg?
We've been together almost four months.
I love you, you love me.
You know that I've never even been to your house?
Seems like we never go anywhere but here.
Hey, Emily, come on.
Come on.
You do love me, don't you, Greg?
You making it sound like
we're engaged to be married or something.
Look, all we're saying is
get some kind of commitment before graduation.
At least get him to agree that you're not
gonna date other people once you go off to college.
What do you want me to do, sign some sort of contract?
If you don't grab him now, some college girl will.
Believe me, Greg Dunleavy is not going to last long at
I need to know that you love me,
that you'll stand by me as life goes on and changes happen.
What sort of changes do you have in mind?
Sometimes life takes you by surprise.
That's not always a bad thing.
It can be a really good thing
when two people love each other.
What are you talking about?
What kind of surprise are you talking about?
You're kidding, right?
Please, please, tell me you're kidding.
Greg and I have been dating for two years.
If it was meant to be, then it will last past graduation,
and if it wasn't meant to be, then it wasn't meant to be.
I can't believe this.
I can't believe this.
It's not that bad, is it, Greg?
We're gonna have a baby.
Not that bad?
Do you think I'm gonna marry you or something?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Look, don't worry, I'm not gonna abandon you, alright?
I'm gonna be responsible about this.
Does anyone else know about this but us?
Okay, good.
We should probably just keep this quiet.
Don't you think?
Okay.
I'm gonna take care of everything.
We can drive down to a clinic in Charlotte,
and I will pay for everything, okay?
Pay for everything?
Yeah.
What's that supposed to mean?
You said you were pregnant, so...
No, Greg.
What I said was we're gonna have a baby.
I am not being naive.
You are, Nicole.
Oh!
Sorry.
Oh, I'm so glad you could stop laughing
long enough to tell me that.
I'm sorry.
Took her out.
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.
You're being ridiculous.
If you will just think about
what you're saying for a minute.
Think about it?
Greg, it's all I think about.
I kind of hoped you might have been
a little more supportive.
But you're not gonna change my mind.
It'll work out, I promise.
We're gonna have a baby, Greg.
We can build a life together.
We are out of here!
I hate this place.
Six more weeks!
Six more weeks!
Six more weeks!
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