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NICK
Susan Underhill?
ROCKY
How about... Betty Jo Bialowski! (organ fwah)
NICK
(thinking) Betty Jo Bialowski! I hadn't heard that name since college. Everyone knew her as Nancy. Then it all came rushing back to me like the hot kiss at the end of a wet fist. It was Pig Night at the Oh Mony Padme Sigma House. We had escaped from the crowd and stood trembling under the dwarf maples.
YOUNG NANCY
Oh, Nicky. I don't know what to say. This is the most beautiful ring I've ever seen.
YOUNG NICK
Yeah, Nancy. It's really neat. It cost me five thousand dollars.
YOUNG NANCY
Oh Nicky, I, well, how can I ever repay you?
YOUNG NICK
Well, gee whiz, Nancy... How about five hundred down and a 36 month contract?
YOUNG NANCY
What?
YOUNG NICK
Or… you could... marry me. (organ fwah)
YOUNG NANCY
That's impossible, Nick. I can't marry you. I can't even tell you why. Maybe, someday.
YOUNG NICK
All right, Nancy, I understand. Sign here. (paper unfolding)
YOUNG NANCY
Oh, Nick. I'll never forgive you.
YOUNG NICK
I'll never forget you neither, Nancy. (organ fwah)
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Jim R.
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