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You start out life with a clean slate.

Then you begin to make your mark.

 

You face decisions, make choices.

You keep moving forward.

 

But sooner or later
there comes a time

where you look back over

where you've been.

And wonder who you really are.

Wow!

You like it?

I love it!

Honest?

Winnie Cooper and I knew who we were.

A couple.

Together. Forever.

Look on the back!

 

"Love, Winnie".

In a world full of twists and turns...

We found our way.

Happy anniversary!

Thanks...

 

What anniversary?

It is a year ago tonight that you
wanted to ask me out, but you didn't.

 

You don't remember?

 

Uh, well...

Of course we had our occasional
misunderstandings.

Still...

Oh, sure, I do.

It's just...

I thought that was tomorrow night.

No, tomorrow is the anniversary
when you told Paul

that you really liked me.

 

Oh right. I always
get those two mixed up.

Somehow we always
managed to work things out.

Tell ya what...

We should celebrate.

How about the movies,
tomorrow night?

Great!

Yep. We were solid,

and nothing could come
between us.

Not time, not distance...

Not even raw temptation.

 

Madeline Adams.

On the first day of school
she kissed me...

Unexpectedly and without provocation...

Full on the lips. Not that
it bothered me exactly.

Still, I made it a point to
keep my distance.

In fact, I hadn't said
a word to her since.

Hi, Kevin!

 

Uh...

 

At least not an intelligible word...

 

Assez-vous, s'il vous plait!

 

Bon jour, la classe!

Bon jour, Madame!

Class, today, we are going to be
starting a new unit in French.

La cuisine.

 

Cooking!

 

Now, for your homework,

you and a partner will prepare an
authentic French dish at home...

And you'll bring it in here...

and tell us how you made it...
En fran?is! Eh, c'est bien?

 

You could say this
for the teachers at RFK...

They never ran out of bad ideas.

Now, to keep it fair I've put
all your names

into this... mixing bowl here.

So, we will be choosing our partners
"simplement au hasard". Marcia?

Great. Homework wasn't bad enough.

Harold Gartner

Cooking wasn't bad enough.

On top of it all, we were forced to
put ourselves entirely in the hands of...

Kevin Arnold!

 

Imminent disaster!

She picked your name?

 

I don't believe it.
He gets all the luck!

Come on! It's just a
homework assignment.

What's the big deal?

 

Are you kidding? He's gonna be
in her house, after dark?

Anything can happen!

Which, as it happens, was
exactly I'd been afraid of.

Knock it off, will ya?

Look, Mitchell...

For your information,
Kevin has a girlfriend.

He's practically married.

Yeah, right.

I want a full report - including details.

 

Some guys!

What an imagination!

I know what you mean.

I mean, just because...
She's attractive

and she has a nice figure and she...

Paul!

 

I just don't see what the big deal is.

Of course, Paul was right.
There wasn't a big deal at all.

Certainly no reason to be concerned
- except for some reason...

Kevin?

 

I was.

Do you mind if I sit down?

Uh...Eh...

 

I thought maybe we should talk.

Really?

Well, maybe this would clear
some things up.

Like about what happened that first day.

About why she kissed me.

About...
/ About what to cook.

 

Cook...

I was thinking chocolate mousse...
If that's alright with you?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

Except - you see...

OK, since she wasn't going to
bring it up, I'd have to.

It's just...

That's a lovely ID!

What?

Was it a gift?

 

Oh.

Yeah. Kinda. From my girlfriend.
Winnie Cooper.

For our anniversary.

 

It's lovely.

She must be very special.

Yeah.

Yeah, she is, kinda.

 

So...You were saying?

 

Oh, that.

 

Well...

 

But suddenly I felt foolish.

Here she was,
complimenting my girlfriend...

And I was suspicious? Shame on me!

Nothing. It's nothing.

 

Well then... shall we
meet tonight at my place?

Say seven-thirty?

Uh. Sure...
That will be fine.

Thirty one Vernon Drive.
I'll see you then.

 

And that was that.

We had a good conversation.
Straightened things out.

Cleared the air. No problem.

Tonight?

One problem!

I thought we 're going
to the movies tonight.

Oh my gosh!

 

We are. I, I mean...
we were.

 

I mean...we are.

It's just this thing came up
in French, I mean.

What kind of thing?

Well, it's cooking.

You know...
I'll just cancel it.

Don't be silly.
I won't hear of it.

We had the same kind of
assignment like last week.

And I know a bunch of people are
counting on you.

The thing is she was being so
sweet about it, so innocent...

Don't think you can fool me,
Kevin Arnold.

I beg your pardon?

You'd do anything to get out of
doing your homework.

But I think this is important.

 

You do?

School comes first.
We'll just go another night.

 

I'm sure if I were in the same situation,

you would say
the same thing. Wouldn't you?

Maybe so, maybe not.

What could I say, except of course...

OK, you win.

 

Winnie was right. Love was love...

But school was school.

Kinda like the separation
of church and state.

It was time to put social interest aside
and concentrate on academics.

 

It was time to study French.

Bon jour, Kevin.

 

In our underwear.

Oh.

Oh, this...

I am sorry that I'm such a mess.

But I really didn't have
a chance to get fixed up.

 

And...since it is school night and
we'll be cooking,

I figured...why worry about clothes?

Oh, uh...Sure!

Sure, that explained it.

Why worry about clothes?

Here!

You just stir and leave everything
else to me. OK?

And even so...A little voice inside
was telling me to watch my step...

Entrez!

I guess little voices don't speak French.

 

"Hey, Good-lookin'"

Whatcha got cookin?

"How's about cookin'
something up with me"

"Hey, sweet baby"

"Don't ya think maybe"

"We can find us"
"A brand new recipe..."

"I got a hot-rod Ford..."

Yep...We were really
getting to work here...

Rollin' up our sleeves...

Moppin' our brows...

Removing our bracelets...

Who would have thought that
homework could be so much fun?

"Whatcha got cooking...."

And by the time the smoke cleared...

We were acting like old friends.

It looks like this all turned out
pretty well. Oui?

Yeah, not bad.

The fact is that I was
a little ashamed of myself...

For having thought that...

Well, you know.

It's kind of funny, isn't it?

What's funny?

Oh, well, you know, how you
and me were paired up.

It's kind of a...coincidence.
You know?

And then...It happened.

 

What makes you think
it was a coincidence?

 

Oh, well...
You picked my name and...

 

Uh, I think I better go.

Come on! We haven't
even tasted it yet.

No, no, I...

 

I...
/ Go ahead...

 

Taste it!

 

I-I gotta go.

 

Everything was a blur.
My mind was racing.

I wasn't quite sure
what had happened.

All I knew was that I had gotten out
of there just in time. With nothing lost.

Nothing...

 

But everything.

 

There is nothing like an early
morning bike ride to clear your head.

I knew I was out that day
looking for something.

It could have been my ID bracelet -

except I already
knew where that was.

So, maybe I was
looking for something else.

 

Kevin?

Hi!

 

Kevin, what are you doing here?

I - I was just riding my bike.

Guess I got a little lost.

Which was true in more ways than one.

Oh, I was thinking about you.

Which was true, too.

Well, that's nice.

And it was nice.
It made me feel sure again.

Made me feel brave.

So, how did it go last night?

Taste it

 

Made me feel like throwing up.

Uh, yeah, it went OK.

Just a lot of cooking more or less.

 

Kevin, where is your bracelet?

And right about then I had a choice.

I could be a man, and tell her everything...

I never wear it when I'm riding.

Or I could be a worm,
and tell her nothing.

I wouldn't want anything to happen to it.

But you'll wear it tonight, right?

Tonight?

Our movie night.

Oh, yeah! Of course!

Great.

So, I'll see you then!

 

You're the best.

 

But I didn't feel like the best.

I felt more like...

Mousse au chocolat. Voila!

 

And the worst thing was
I was getting applause for it.

Tr? bien! Tr? bien!

You two obviously work
very well together.

If only she knew.

Merci, ?bient?!

 

OK, then. No use dawdling.
Make this short and sweet.

Madeline?

I think I lost my ID
at your house last night.

Yes, I know

It's just...I need it. I have a date.

 

With Winnie.
At the movies. Tonight.

In town. With Winnie.

Did I say - "with Winnie"?

 

Of course, you can have it back!

 

There, a done deal. Over and out.

Only...I'm afraid
I didn't bring it with me.

 

So, I guess we have
a problem here. Don't we?

What do you mean?

Well, you'll have to come over to
my house tonight and pick it up.

 

What time shall I expect you?

 

Behold. The hunted, struggling
against hope. Behold the hunter...

.mandibles dripping.

A sad and macabre dance of death.

Whatever can Miss Spider be thinking?

I wasn't sure.
But I had a pretty good idea.

Kev? You alright?

Sure. Fine.

But I wasn't. I needed help. Guidance.

 

I lost my ID bracelet!

The one Winnie gave me.
I'm seeing her tonight...

You lost it?!

Oh...I left it somewhere.

Where?

Just somewhere...

Heck. No need to delve into the
details for a little crummy advice.

So, what do you think I should do?

There is only one thing to do!

As if I didn't know what
his answer would be -

Be truthful! Be honest!

Get another one!

What?!

Consider the alternatives!

Death. Dismemberment.

Total extinction.

Excuse me. Sir?

 

I need an ID bracelet.
Do you have any?

Yes, over here, please.

Now this was the ticket.
Why hadn't I thought of this before?

Solid sterling, hollow or
chrome plated?

Bevelled, rounded or squared?

How much are those?

 

Nine-seventy-five.

That's the one.

Anything else?

Yeah, I need it engraved. Cheap.

 

Heh, it was only for one night!

Write down the name you want.

 

And finally things were back to normal.

Sure, I made a few missteps.

But now everything
was gonna be fine.

I acted in the nick of time.

Covered my tracks.
Reclaimed the good name of...

 

Kevin Amold?! A fungus
in the Petri dish of life?

Oh my gosh!

 

I'd fallen victim to a fatal combination -

poor penmanship, haste
and a nearsighted jeweler.

Oh my gosh!

 

Kevin Amold? Eehhhhh...

 

Kevin Amold!

And that's when I knew.

There was only one thing to do
and only one way to do it.

 

The moment had come.
I was gonna ask,

and, if necessary, demand
that she give my bracelet back!

This was what I should
have done all along.

Heck, I was no mold,
I was Kevin Arnold.

I knew what I wanted.

I knew exactly what I was gonna say.

 

And I was gonna say it...

 

Right to her front door.

 

There is nothing that
compares to a good movie.

The plot...The music...
the total darkness.

So far that night I'd kept Winnie
from noticing the bracelet

I wasn't wearing.
But I knew sooner or later...

Winnie?

I was gonna have to come clean.

 

Want to have another
licorice whip?

Or delay as long as I could.

No, thanks.

How about some Milk Duds?

I'm fine. Really.

OK, I was chicken.
I needed time. Time to think.

Time to plan.

 

Time to bid life goodbye.

 

Excuse me, sorry. Excuse me...

 

Kevin, are you alright?

Me?

You're all sweaty. Are you sick?

 

Uh, I...well...

Maybe we should leave.

But at that moment I knew leaving
wouldn't solve the problem.

There was no escape from this.
I had reached the dead end.

Listen Winnie, we have to talk.
About my bracelet.

 

You see, I, I kinda...

Excuse me.

I think you dropped this.

 

Thank you!

It's very nice.

I gave it to him.

 

Well, it must be nice to have
someone you love like that.

 

That was so nice of her, wasn't it?

 

Life is a series of twists and turns.

Things don't always turn out
the way you have expected.

Still, that night I knew I turned a corner.

As for the future I wasn't worried.

I had my girl, had my good name back,

and I was gonna keep it locked on.

 

Forever.

 

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