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that I'm giving you are just made up.

I fantasize all the time.

No, it's not Kiss Me Deadly.

What'd you want to ask me?

Aw, come on. Richie.

I mean, I know what they're saying behind my back.

That's the real Cunningham spirit, huh?

you know, rash.

Thank you, dear.

You mean you just go up to one and kiss her?

you wonder what it would be like to be somebody else?

You know how I'm afraid to talk to strange girls?

you don't stay on the beach, right?

Like James Dean.

How about having a try at it, Richie?

We just had a nice talk with you-know-who and...

in five minutes, call Fonzie.

Well... I have claustrophobia.

Acting nutsy gets chicks? That's right.

A psychiatrist?

are going to a Martin and Lewis film festival.

I'll do it, Dad.

They're saying my hair is too neat, I'm too cute.

I spent two weeks with a tennis racket jammed in my back,

It must be Kiss Me Deadly.

I got a few quirks.

So what's a guy supposed to do about that, anyway?

I mean, what's so bad about being afraid of girls...

♪ Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪

Well, then, what can I do for you?