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"Someday We'll be Together"
- Supremes

 

"Say it, say it, say it, say it again"

"Someday we'll be together"

 

 

When you're twelve years old

you've got a lot of strange
new territory to explore.

For Paul and me,

that meant the basement with
Carla Healy and Becky Slater.

Paul and I Weren't the world's
greatest make-out experts...

But I figured all I had to do...
Was wait for the sign from Becky.

 

That was the sign.

 

Hi, Mom. So,
you're doing laundry!

Yeah, I thought I would.

You're folding, Kevin.

 

Kevin, what's that on your neck?

Mom, be cool.

Oh this? It's - it's -
it's a bug bite!

Ugh. It was
embarrassing for everyone.

Hmmm...

Almost everyone.

 

I don't know, Mom.

Looks to me as though it
just might be...a monstro-hickey.

A love bite. A big...juicy...lip burn.

But, uh...that's just a guess.

Take this upstairs!

 

Why don't you kids
come upstairs and watch TV?

 

Star Trek's almost over.

As soon as it is.

OK.

Were taken prisoner inside
a highly complex civilization...

A bug bite?

Well, what did you
want me to say?

I'll give you a bug bite.

Wait. Get off! Becky!
/No, no!

And so the days passed,
carefree and lighthearted.

Paul and I seemed to have found
a truce in the war of the sexes.

Everything was simple, and fun.

 

In other words, it had to end.

 

Hey, Kevin.
Come here for a second.

I want to ask you somethin'.
/ Huh?!

I want to ask you a favor.

Kirk McCray wanted to
ask me a favor?

Kirk McCray - who had stolen
Winnie away from me...

Who had humiliated me,
defeated me, ruined my life?

Eh, but I was over that.
I had Becky, and -

I need you to talk to Winnie for me.

What?!
/ What?!

I need you to talk to
Winnie for me. I mean...

Well, I understand
if you don't want to.

No, Kirk, I want to talk to
Winnie Cooper for you...

Almost as much as I want to be...

Stabbed through the heart fifty times
with a dull butter knife.

But, I mean, she'll take it
better coming from you.

She really likes you.
/She does?!

She does?

Well, yeah. I mean, you guys are
really good friends, aren't you?

Yeah, I guess so.

So, do you think
you can just ask her

if - if she still likes me?

I thought you guys
were going steady.

Oh, man. I don't know
what's going on.

I mean, she didn't say anything,
but it's just the way she says it.

You know what I mean?

She's gonna dump me,
I know it.

Really?!
/ Really?

I don't know. She didn't say
anything to you, did she?

Me? No. I mean...

I hardly ever talk to her any more.

Do you think you can
just ask her for me?

Kirk, I don't think it'll be...
such a great idea / Please?!

I mean, I don't know
what else to do.

You know, I mean, I've liked
girls before and all, but...

Not like I like her.

 

There's just something about her.
You know what I mean?

Yeah.
/Yeah.

 

But I just don't think -

If it's a hassle, you know, forget it.

 

Wait a minute - I could do this.
What's the big deal?

Winnie Cooper's yesterday's news.
Anyway, I had "What's-her-name"...

Uh, Becky. Yeah, I had Becky.

Kirk, wait a minute.

You'll do it?

Yes, I'll do it.

 

Thanks, Kev-bo.

 

"Kev-bo?"

You're gonna what?!

He just wants me to
ask Winnie if she still...

You know, still likes him?

You can't do that.
/Yes, I can.

Kevin, we're talking about Winnie
Cooper here. I mean, get real.

Well, what's your point?

Look, I just know that
if Carla dumped me,

I could never go and talk to her

about liking the guy
she dumped me for.

She didn't dump me, Paul.

Especially if it's
somebody like Kirk McCray.

It doesn't bother me, OK?

Somebody older who's,
like, twice my size.

What difference does that make?

Who's got muscles out to here...

and a dark tan
in the middle of the winter.

Well, maybe I'm not like you, Paul!

 

Maybe I'm just a little
more secure than that, OK?

Yeah, sure.

There's no way that I can't
talk to Winnie! We're still friends!

All I have to do is
go up to her and say...

"Winnie!"

 

Hi, Kevin.

 

Grab her. Squeeze her.
Kiss her on the lips!

No!
/ What?

Nothing.

 

I ran into Kirk McCray
this afternoon.

 

Yeah.

I didn't see him today.

Really?
/ Yeah.

 

He's a pretty nice guy.

Yeah.

 

Kirk wants to know
if you still like him.

 

Kirk wants to know
if...you still like him.

 

Why doesn't he ask me himself?

Because he's a coward
and a fool, not worthy of your -

Uh, because...I guess,
he really likes you...

and he doesn't want to
make you feel weird.

He just wants to
make me feel weird.

I don't know...

Do you mean do I "like him"
like him, or do I just like him?

The first one, I guess.

Well, I like Kirk. But I'm not sure
I "like him" like him.

Oh. Are you mad at him?

I'm not really mad at him...

Oh, so you like him.

I didn't say I "liked" him.
I said I liked him.

Let me have that one more time.

Slowly.

She's not mad at you.
She likes you.

She's not sure if she "likes you"
likes you, but she likes you.

When she first liked you she
"liked you" liked you..unless...

She just thought she "liked" you
when she really just liked you.

But she likes you.

I knew it.
I'm a dead man.

Not necessari-
/ Come on, you heard her!

What am I gonna do?
/ I don't know.

She's waiting for me to
make the right move, isn't she?

Maybe.

What's the right move?
/ I don't know!

Should I give her something?

I don't know. You could try.

Yeah? Like what?
/ I don't know!

Well, what would you give her?

Look, Kirk...maybe you should just
try and figure this out by yourself.

I'm, I'm not the best guy
to be giving advice about this.

Wait!

 

Look, I've got to get to class.

How about this?

What is it?
/ My all-star patch.

Your all-star patch?
/ Yeah...

She could, you know...

Sew it on her sweater or jacket.

Girls do that, don't they?

How am I supposed to know?

Kev-bo.

Yeah?

Will you give this...
To Winnie for me?

Kirk, come on!
/ Please?

This is the last time
I'll ask, I swear.

I can't!

Look, if it was you and you
really liked Winnie Cooper,

I'd do it for you.

What am I supposed to do with this?

You could sew it on
your jacket or sweater.

I don't know...

I can't do that.

It's just a way of
showing friendship.

Come on, Kevin.
You know what it means.

Yeah.

Kevin?

Yeah?

I think I have to break up with him.

 

Really?

I think so.

This may be none of
my business, Winnie,

but I think you're
doing the right thing.

I mean, there's
no use dragging it out.

You are so right.

We can still be friends.

Absolutely.

You know, I really tried.

Hey, when it's over...

It's over?!

I'm sorry.

I knew it. She likes someone else.

I don't think she likes
someone else.

Did she say she
didn't like someone else?

Well...she didn't say she didn't.

Look, she said she still
wanted to be friends.

She said that?!
/ Yeah.

 

I know, I know.

 

Kirk, get a grip on yourself.

 

Now, Kirk raises
an interesting question.

What if she does
like someone else?

Maybe that's what this
whole thing is about.

But how can you find out without -

Paul-bo!
/ "Paul-bo"?

 

I need you to ask
Winnie something for me.

 

Things were falling into place.
Kirk and Winnie had broken up.

And why? Because
she'd never really forgotten me.

All those golden moments
we shared, our first kiss.

I still remember the way
she looked. She looked...

 

Just like that.

What's goin' on, McCray?

What do you mean?

I thought you and Winnie broke up.

Didn't I make that clear?

You did.

Then I saw you guys making out.

I know. Isn't that weird?

Then what's going on?

I don't know.

I can't figure it out myself.

I asked Eric Antonio
to ask her for me.

Eric Antonio?

Yeah, I hope you don't mind.
/ I can't believe this.

Kevin!
Come here for a second.

Did you ask Winnie for me?

Why would he talk to Winnie?

I couldn't talk to Winnie.

She was with Eric Antonio
all afternoon. I think he likes her.

What?!
/ I told you.

All we did was talk about you.

"You" who?

Both of you.
/ Both of who?

Look, will you just answer
the question?

Do you like her or not?
/ Well, sure I like her.

Well, do you "like her" like her?

Not like you like her.

You like her?

I thought everybody knew that.

You mean you "like her" like her?

Yeah, I like her.
I liked before you liked her.

You mean you went to
talk to her for me...

When all this time you liked her?

Now you like her?

Jeez, is there anybody else...

That likes Winnie Cooper
I should know about?

Paul?!

Well, she does have those tiny
little freckles on her nose.

A joke! A joke!

Well...Who does she like?

I don't know...
She likes you both.

You mean she
"likes us" likes us?

Well, who does she like better?

Yeah, who does she like better?

Yeah, who does she like better?

I don't know. I'll ask
her tonight. We're going skating.

What?!

Hey, Kevin!

Becky Slater wants to know
if you're mad at her.

Becky? Poor little Becky.

In all this confusion...
I'd forgotten all about her.

But now there was
only one thing to do.

I had to tell her the truth...

and not through any go-between
but face-to-face...

Like a man.

 

Oh, God, look at her.

Poor sweet flower of a girl.

 

God, I hated to hurt her.

 

Well, just get it over with.

Becky, we have to break up.

 

I still like Winnie Cooper.

 

We can still be friends, though.

I know, I know.

 

Oh yeah, "friends"?!

I'll give you "friends."

 

I guess that was when
it first occurred to me.

I really didn't understand girls.

I mean - and let me be absolutely
clear about what I mean...

I really...didn't...understand...girls.

 

Interesting specimens.

 

Spock, where are we?

It appears, Captain, that we are on
an alien planet, inhabited by...

Strange beings with long hair
and Very short skirts.

Well, hey, since I was having
the fantasy anyway,

I figured I might as well do it right.

Who are you?

What do want from us?

 

Highly illogical question, Captain.
These are alien beings.

They think and act In ways you
cannot hope to understand.

Well...what can we do?

There must be some way
of fighting back.

Bones? Scotty?

I'm afraid we have no choice but
to submit to their every whim.

We are their captives.

They control us completely.

No, this can't be.

We're human beings. Can't you
understand that? We're men!

 

We're men! Men!

 

Kev! Hey, Kev!

 

You OK?

 

"I am a Rock"
- Simon & Garfunkel

 

Well, that night I caught up
on something

I'd been needing to do
for a long time.

I just shut the door and lay down
on the bed and put in two hours

of good, solid,
adolescent self-pity.

 

"Gazing from my window"

"To the streets below"

"On a freshly fallen silent
shroud of snow"

"I am a rock"

"I am an island"

 

Where are you goin'?

Just over to Winnie's
for a minute.

It's a little late, Kevin.

Just for a minute.

Can't this wait 'til tomorrow?

A reasonable question,

but at the moment I was
not a reasonable man.

No, it can't.

"I have no need of friendship,
friendship causes pain"

OK.

 

Kev-bo!
/ Eric-bo.

Were you at the skating rink
tonight? I didn't see you.

I wasn't there.

Hey, you want to hear
what Winnie said about you?

No.

OK. Well, I guess
I'll see you in school.

See ya.

 

Hi!
/ Hi.

Hi.

 

It's cold.

It almost feels like it might snow.

 

Yeah.

 

Look, Winnie, what are you doing?

What do you mean?

What are you doing with Eric?

We went skating.
He's nice to talk to.

He's just a friend.

Yeah, what about Kirk?

I broke up with Kirk

Yeah, I saw the way
you broke up with him.

In the hallway?

 

I don't know. I guess that
wasn't such a good idea.

You guess?!

 

Well, what business is it
of yours anyway?!

 

I'm your friend, that's what!

Well, if you're my friend, then
why are you being like this?

Like what?

Like -

Oh, I don't know...

 

Look, don't get all upset.

 

I have to ask you something.

What?

 

I just have to know
if you like me or not.

 

And don't give any of that...
"like me like me" stuff.

Well, that was it.

A straightforward, face-to-face,
yes-or-no question.

And I was going to stand there
until I got my answer.

I don't know.

"I don't know"?!

What do you mean
you don't know?

I mean I don't know.
I really don't know

 

I wish everyone would
just leave me alone!

I don't know what I'm doing.

This was something new. I mean,

I always figured girls knew
exactly what they wanted.

They knew - they had a plan.

Or maybe they didn't.

Maybe they were just as confused
as we were. Isn't that great?

it - it's horrible.

They don't know either.
That means nobody knows.

 

Y-you mean you...
really don't know?

 

No.

 

Well..I'm sorry.

What for?

 

I don't know.

 

As I stood there that cold night,

I realized for the first time
in a long time

that Winnie and I were
feeling the same thing.

We were both
completely...miserable.

Kevin.

 

What?

 

Knock, knock.

Who's there.

Sam and Janet.

 

Sam and Janet who?

Sam and Janet Evening.

 

You're supposed to laugh.

I am.

You are?

 

Well, maybe I'm not
"laughing" laughing.

 

But I'm laughing.

 

OK, Winnie.
Some enchanted evening.

We'll see.

"Someday We'll be Together"
- Supremes

 

"Say it, say it, say it, say it again"

"Someday we'll be together"