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Charlotte, how many college recruiters
did you invite?

Fifty -three. And here are the faculty
assignments.

Great.

Excuse me, Mr. Moore. You have to
explain some of these recruiters you've

invited. Such as?

Greenpeace. Greenpeace, that's not a
college.

Bowling Green's a college.

Greenpeace is a whale watching or
something.

It's an organization dedicated to saving
the planet.

I just thought that some of the
students... I'm trying to send kids to

not out looking for Moby Dick.

And look, look at this. Why, you have
invited the armed forces.

Dr. Samuels, I'm not going to be able to
get this done unless you stop

interrupting. Okay, I'm a reasonable
man. I'll drop by during your first

and we'll discuss it.

That's another thing, sir.

Okay, how can I say this nicely?

I would appreciate it if you would not
come into my classroom unannounced

anymore. What do you mean?

Well, you just walk in any time you feel
like it, and it's an interruption.

You don't want me in the classroom?

No, it's not that. It's just that... My
kids.

You don't want me to see my kids.

It's not a custody battle, Dr. Stanton.

I just don't want you to interrupt my
teaching the lesson to my students.

Of course I understand.

Don't worry about me, Mr. Moore.

Miss Muir, I'll be in my office.

And I don't want to be interrupted.

Good morning, everyone.

What's so good about it? My father wants
me to go to Columbia, where he went. My

mother wants me to go to Caltech, where
she went. My Aunt Lurleen wants me to go

to cosmetology school.

You know, that's not a bad idea. You
know, beauticians make a nice living.

talking about, Mr. Moore. I just can't
make a decision.

Well, you just decided not to become a
beautician. That's a start.

It's college recruiting day.

A bunch of people come by. They tell you
why they think you'd want to go to

their school. I mean, it's nothing to
get worked up about.

Don't be naive, Mr. Moore. I mean, we
all have good grades, but good grades

aren't enough.

If you make a good impression, they hear
about it. If you don't, you're on your

way to motel management.

This is our futures we're talking about
here.

Well, I think college is a long way off.

Mr. Moore, on Friday, we have to be
poised, confident, articulate, well

-groomed.

What are you looking at?

Okay, so I'm not Ralph Lawrence.

I'm not even Ralph Cramden.

What you're all feeling is normal.

Interviews make us all nervous.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

Okay, so they make some of us nervous.

Alan, what gives you the nerves of
steel?

You've already chosen your college?

You don't choose Harvard.

Harvard chooses you.

And Alan Pinkard is one of the chosen
people?

It's a mere formality. I've already
selected my major and bought my books.

also picked out my dorm room.

Southeast corner of the quad, third
floor, overlooking the business school.

They showed me that room. I didn't like
it.

You're going to Harvard, too?

Colleges have been calling me for years.

She's holding out for a sorority house
with monkey bars.

Darlene? Well, the Bryn Mawr Recruiter
is a business associate of my father's.

I'm taking her to lunch at the Four
Seasons.

Oh, Darlene, that is the worst.

Not since Andre took over the kitchen.

Why is everybody making such a big deal
about this?

Maria, you're not nervous?

Look, you go to some college, you get
out.

You go to some grad school, you get out.
You become a psychologist, you have

kids, they hate you, you retire, and you
die.

Why is your life flashing before my
eyes?

You know, I think you're all going to be
okay.

I feel faint.

Except Arvin.

Eric?

Oh, we're going to Sarah Lawrence.

Simone, I said I would consider going
there, that's all.

What are you trying to tell me, Eric?

That I would consider it, okay?

I know you. You're backing out.

Backing out? I haven't even backed in.

Look, I'm sorry I brought it up, okay?

All right, when Lyndon Johnson assumed
the presidency, we had already

established a policy of intervention in
Vietnam.

Excuse me, Mr. Moore.

Gang, remember, college recruiting day
is Friday, first period. Yes, they know

that. Those of you who will be attending
will be excused from classes.

They know that. Just keep in mind that
what you say, what you wear, and what

decisions you make Friday will follow
you to your graves.

Excuse me. May we?

Do you remember our chat this morning?
Oh, yes, I do, Mr. Moore.

And at first, I was crushed.

But I said to myself, I'm the principal.

This is my school. These are my kids.

So in the future, will you please not
interrupt my... Interruptions?

Precisely.

Carry on, team.

Girl, I've made a decision. decision. I
am definitely going to Caltech. Great,

Arvin. Or Princeton.

No, no, no, no.

Definitely Caltech.

Or Princeton.

I mean, Stanford.

No, no, no, no. Definitely Columbia.

Arvin, who cares?

Guys, listen to this.

Students and faculty gather at Dean's
residence for conversation and tea.

Look at these suits. Who are they
kidding? Nobody at MIT dresses like

Yeah, just the kids in the brochure. The
ones that got accepted.

Come on, Darlene. Okay, okay, here,
here, look. There's somebody who dresses

just like me. Read the caption.

MIT students in Harvard production of
Tobacco Road.

Oh.

Harvard, you gotta help me dress better.
I need help picking out clothes,

matching colors, you know, putting
together an outfit.

Ow!

I gotta make a good impression on the
MIT recruiter. What do I wear?

How about a car cover with cuff?

I need advice, not abuse.

I'm sorry. You really want my help?
Yeah, I need... No.

What am I going to be able to do in four
days anyway?

You? Nothing.

But in the hands of Alan Pinkard,
Pygmalion Revisited, I accept the

Yeah? It'll be like clearing a slum.
Like turning a garbage spill into a

pitch. Like, I just want some help
picking out a shirt.

You just don't pick out a shirt. You
make a statement.

Look, we'll go to my tailor. We'll tell
him it's an emergency. And remember, no

plaids, no prints, and for the love of
God, man, no horizontal stripe.

What's that scent you're wearing?

Hmm?

That's bean dip.

Dennis, we're talking MIT, not Bozo U.

Hey, I'm sorry. It's not that easy being
dull.

How do you do it? Oh.

No, no.

Sorry. Oh, come on.

Eric, I thought we were... You know,
kind of serious about each other. We

I'm serious.

Well, then why do you want to get away
from me?

Help me out here. When did I say that?

Well, you don't want to go to Sarah
Lawrence.

That's where I'm going to be.

Ergo, you don't want to be with me.

Oh, hold the ergo right there.

Why do I have to be where you want to
be? Why can't you be where I want to be?

Where do you want to be?

I don't know. Ergo, what are we talking
about?

Sarah Lawrence.

It's so beautiful.

I want you to see the leaves changing
color or walk across the lawn.

Do you understand a lawn?

Yes, I understand a lawn. A wide expanse
of grass covering field mites and other

rodents.

Eric, think about it.

Professors in tweed jackets, with pipes,
canoeing.

It's always been my dream.

Simone, if you want to go canoeing with
a bunch of old guys with pipes, be my

guest. What does that have to do with
me?

You know, it's becoming pretty obvious
you just want to get away from me.

Look. You want me to talk to this Sarah
Lawrence recruiter? I will talk to him,

okay? You happy now?

Jeez.

Don't slouch.

Okay,

if I could have your attention, please.

Since recruiting is during first period
today, and... Uh, Mr. Moore?

Yeah, I know. Just ignore him.

Politely, of course.

Anyway, as I was saying, since
recruiting is during first period, that

happen.

Obviously, there'll be no history class.
So those of you who are not going, it's

a free period.

And if you are going, once you've
finished your interviews, please return

Then you can use the time as you see
fit, okay?

Mr. Moore? Ms.

Mira?

I suppose we can let her in.

I'm glad you noticed us.

Your doors were jammed.

No, actually, they were both locked.

Locked? Charlie, the recruiters are
ready for you all now?

That's what I was trying to tell you.
Good news. Let's go, gang.

Wait a minute.

Where's Dennis Blunden?

If he's out filling up those water
balloons, he'll help me out.

It took me four straight days, but I
turned him into a yuppie.

Another day and I'd have had him voting
Republican.

Dr.

Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, you care to join us in
the gym?

Come on, Janice. I think the adult would
like to talk.

I am just as adult and mature as anyone
else.

I'll play jacks with you.

Okay.

I changed my mind. I don't want to talk
to this recruiter.

You said you'd keep an open mind about
it.

What's the point? I'm not going to go.

Ergo, why talk?

Everything you say puts more and more
distance between us.

What's going on here?

I mean, you keep trying to tell me what
to do, and we're not even married yet.

Not that I meant that as a proposal or
anything.

Well, just what do you mean?

Look, if you want to wear tweed and
smoke a pipe at Sarah Lawrence, fine.

And if I want to stay a nonsmoker and
wear black leather, that's what I'm

to do.

And if that means to you that I don't
want to be with you, then okay, you win.

Okay.

Fine.

Have a nice life.

Okay. It's not a deli, you know.

You don't have to take a number.

I feel it, Mr. Moore. I'm on the verge
of a decision.

I'm almost on the verge of a decision.

I'm on the verge of being on the verge
of... Okay.

What's wrong?

I don't know, Mr. Moore. I've completely
lost my self -confidence, and I just

don't feel...

I don't feel like me.

Well, you certainly look presentable.

Yeah.

That's it.

If there's one thing Dennis Blunden is
not and never will be, it's presentable.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Morgan.

Incidentally, your tie is on straight.

Oh.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for the Harvard recruiter.
Oh, yes. Is he here?

Maybe I'm early. That's not good, is it?

You're right on time.

Oh, good, because I want to make a good
impression on him.

You work with him. What's he like?

Actually, um, I don't work with him.

Oh.

I understand.

I should have known that a classy gal
like you would be dating a Harvard man.

Absolutely.

Unless, of course, that Harvard man
happens to be a classy gal.

Have a seat, Mr.

Pinkard. Pinkard? No, my name is
Blunden. Dennis Blunden.

Oh.

Hi.

Hi.

How'd it go at Sarah Lawrence?

Great. They love me.

You don't seem too thrilled.

Well, now that I know that Eric just
wants me to go away to college, how

you feel? Well, how do you know that
that's what he really wants?

Well, I don't. He's not talking.

Maybe you could... Let's say that you
and Eric do stay together and you get

married. And you have kids and you have
these little problems.

How are you going to solve these
problems when I'm not around?

You're right.

I guess I should just forget about him.

She says lotion?

Lotion?

Isn't that a beautiful buzzer?

Oh, you like the buzzer. You gotta see
what I got in my locker. It's this

plastic vomit.

Great.

Where do you see what I'm working on?
I'm testing the effects of zero gravity

whoopee cushions.

Mr. Moore, you got a minute?

Actually, I don't, Eric. Okay, give me a
half a minute. I just need your advice

on something. Well, I'll tell you the
answer to all your problems.

Talk to her.

I've got to hand it to you, Mr. Moore.
At first, I hated your idea of inviting

the armed services to this thing, but
the kids like it a lot.

I've made a decision.

Congratulations.

I think I'll just join the Marines.

You what, Arvid? You know, the Marines
have a very fine program. I'll get a

education in field artillery
maintenance.

I'll get to see the world, and I'm going
to get something I've always dreamed

of. Buy it.

Go ahead, Mr. Moore.

Go ahead and what? Well, you are going
to talk him out of it, aren't you? Yeah.

No, I'm not.

You're not? No.

I've never been against people doing
things for their country.

Besides, I admire anybody who wants to
hike 20 miles with a fully loaded

backpack, sleep in mosquito -infested
swamps, eat year -old meat out of a can.

You know, a lot to look forward to.

You're old meat.

What a disaster.

I completely made a fool out of myself.
I totally blew it. No, you didn't. He

loved you. He said you'll make a great
doctor and you got him to stop smoking.

Really? Great.

Um, how'd you do?

Awful. You ever try to talk to someone
who just quit smoking?

Well, it looks like I can kiss Harvard
goodbye.

Harvard man?

A woman?

I mean, I thought he would be... Was
she... Well, this is as articulate as I

got.

Well, looks like the Cold War is back
on. War! War! No, I don't want to go!

It's okay.

I did talk to that recruiting officer
from the Marines, and he said that all

agreed to was possibly a second meeting,
so you can change your mind.

Oh, thanks, Mr. Moore.

Alan, let's say that you did blow it
with Harvard, okay?

Is your life over?

Actually not.

Thinking about blowing it is a lot worse
than actually doing it.

Well, anyway, I think Princeton has a
better wine cellar.

Well, you did learn something today.

I learned something today.

If you're not going to be yourself, at
least make sure that you're not Alan.

Okay, well, um... Eric, Simone, did you
two, uh, get anything out of this?

No.

Not really.

Except for I'm never talking to him
again.

You're never talking to him again?

Again?

Uh, Simone.

Eric.

Outside.

Again? Again.

Now, where were we?

I guess he wants us to settle this
ourselves, huh?

Listen, Simone, I never said that I want
to get away from you.

I just think that this is a decision
that I gotta make with a clear head.

And I can't do what's wrong for me just
to make things nice for you.

No matter how much I like you. No, Eric,
it's my fault. I should apologize.

I realize I've been pushing you to
enroll in the same school as I do, and

selfish.

I just can't imagine not seeing you
every day.

Listen, Simone, if I'm gonna be a
writer, a real New York writer...

Then I got to have the streets, you
know?

I got to have the energy of the city.

I want to go to a college that anybody
can afford with all types of people.

And you can be a part of what's
happening.

I want to go to city college.

I mean, if it was good enough for Patty
Chayefsky and Bernard Malamud and Upton

Sinclair, I'm sure it's okay for a jerk
like me.

Even though it may not have canoeing.

On the other hand, if you keep looking
at me like that, I'm just going to say

hell with it and go to Sarah Lawrence.

No, you'd hate it.

You need the inspiration of a greasy,
noisy city, don't you?

Yeah.

And you need to be around old paneling
and old, musty, out -of -print books.

I mean, that's your dream.

So go for it.

Simone, college is a long, long way off.

You really think we ought to start
worrying about that now?

Well, yeah.

Look, I don't see what the big deal is.

I mean, Sarah Lawrence is only 38
minutes from here by train.

How do you know that?

I timed it.

You did?

Yeah.

Come on. You think I'm going to let you
go away someplace where I can't see you

anytime I want?

Good thinking.

So, I talked to Duke University and UCLA
and Stanford, and I think...

Well, I think I've made my decision.

Oh, which one did you choose?

None of them.

I'm not going to college.

My mom is the one who wanted me to be a
psychologist. I want to be a singer.

Come on, Maria, do you really think you
can make it as a singer?

Well, let's give her a chance.

You know, I mean, you try something,
maybe it doesn't work out, so then you

something else.

So you mean it doesn't matter what
career choice we make?

Well, no, it's important that you make a
choice, but it's not irrevocable.

Look at me. I mean, I came to New York.
I started out as an actor, and now I'm a

teacher. Who knows?

Paul Gauguin started out to be a banker
and became one of the world's greatest

painters. On the other hand, Hitler
started out to be a painter. Thank you,

Janet. Thank you.